<?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-21039114</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:50:08.866+08:00</updated><category term='SHS concert'/><category term='Edsa Shangri-La'/><category term='callalily'/><category term='Help? Someone?'/><title type='text'>I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-6706748164664825459</id><published>2008-11-29T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:57:17.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badtrip. Sayang. :|:|:|</title><content type='html'>Bummer. We were supposed to watch Twilight today. It was jam-packed inside the cinema area in Trinoma so we decided to not watch. Effort wasted. Well, sorry naman. :|  T_T&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6706748164664825459?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6706748164664825459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6706748164664825459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6706748164664825459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6706748164664825459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/11/badtrip-sayang.html' title='Badtrip. Sayang. :|:|:|'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8945155219534347000</id><published>2008-11-03T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:20:47.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little of your time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday Janmar :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been a mess and inconsiderate to you today. It's just that I miss you and I've been wanting your attention  so bad to the point that it became an irritation, hence, having your day ruined.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8945155219534347000?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8945155219534347000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8945155219534347000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8945155219534347000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8945155219534347000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-of-your-time.html' title='Little of your time.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7665003971583785241</id><published>2008-10-24T15:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:03:23.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>YES. I passed the removal exam! Thank you most especially to God for answering my prayers.. And thanks so much to the people who prayed for me. XD You all saved my ass from repeating that subject. Of course, I wouldn't have passed it if I didn't have the perseverance and faith in me. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're all separated this 2nd sem... which means no more 6tacles together everyday. 3 of us are in the morning class then the remaining 3 were listed in the afternoon class. Yel is in Section A. Me along with Erika are in Section B. Mina is in Section I while Lhia and Kim are in the section of irregulars, J. Then the rest of my former block mates had been split up to different sections too. Actually, most of the 1st year students were randomly listed to different sections and it just suxxx big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as possible, I won't put myself into risk this time. 2nd sem will be no friggin' joke. No doubt about it. I promise to myself that I won't slack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7665003971583785241?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7665003971583785241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7665003971583785241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7665003971583785241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7665003971583785241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_24.html' title=':/'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6376911773058964867</id><published>2008-10-21T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:48:31.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>OH YEAH guess whaaat? I'm in for the removal exam in TFN just like what I have predicted in mind. It's a f*cking addition to my dilemma right at the moment. I don't know how the hell am I going to explain it to my MOM. But I have to pass this. I NEED TO. This is my only chance to not get irregular.. It's a freakin' pass or fail test. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are hanging by a thread right now and I feel like I'm gonna fail. I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get going now 'cuz have some reviewing to do. I've only got a day and a half. :'c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6376911773058964867?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6376911773058964867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6376911773058964867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6376911773058964867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6376911773058964867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7430494680246514697</id><published>2008-10-18T10:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:51:38.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>I think I have clyclothymia, one of the types of Bipolar Disorder. Maybe that's the reason why I feel these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- feeling of unhappiness doesn't go away&lt;br /&gt;- feeling restless and agitated&lt;br /&gt;- feeling useless, inadequate and hopeless (trust me, I'm not being emo but I do feel that, especially when it comes to school and family)&lt;br /&gt;- feeling more irritable than usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can't think positively or hopefully&lt;br /&gt;- difficulty in concentrating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- feeling utterly tired&lt;br /&gt;- difficulty in getting to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- feeling like wanting to cry, but not being able to&lt;br /&gt;- somehow avoiding contact with other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;source: http://www.rcpsych.ac.uk/mentalhealthinfo/problems/bipolarmanicdepression/bipolardisorder.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. It's just a theory about me. But I really do experience those. For a long while now. Then again, maybe I'm just overreacting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7430494680246514697?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7430494680246514697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7430494680246514697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7430494680246514697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7430494680246514697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/hot-n-cold.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-2331769909181427848</id><published>2008-10-17T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:47:24.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks</title><content type='html'>It's finally sem break (yeah, right.) but there are days that our presence in school is needed for the release of class cards and stuff. :lll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.. of the way I live my life. (HAHA :l) Nursing is a very demanding course and yet I'm not giving it my best. I'm so guilty about it. And not just about it. I'm so full of guilt about other particular stuff. But I rather not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. Really. Not just any break. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave this town for a while. A vacation in the states is on top of my wishlist. I want to see my relatives there.. most of them that I haven't met yet. Next year, if we ever have a summer vacation, I'd surely nag my mom about me going for vacation there. Damnit. I'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-2331769909181427848?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/2331769909181427848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=2331769909181427848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2331769909181427848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2331769909181427848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-please.html' title='Sucks'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8610970786266639519</id><published>2008-10-11T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:30:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betch.</title><content type='html'>UGH. Di pa nagsisimula sem break nakakainis na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8610970786266639519?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8610970786266639519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8610970786266639519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8610970786266639519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8610970786266639519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/betch.html' title='Betch.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3662762854833191764</id><published>2008-10-11T05:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:16:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight's Final Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNW5A0HfzDM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNW5A0HfzDM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3662762854833191764?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3662762854833191764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3662762854833191764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3662762854833191764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3662762854833191764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight-final-trailer.html' title='Twilight&amp;#39;s Final Trailer'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4933955499538165241</id><published>2008-10-07T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:59:01.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pft</title><content type='html'>I swear I'm gonna be having a break down once I see the Promotion Boards on the 17th. What the hell has happened to me? I sure did neglect LOTS of school work knowing that it's the finals already. I screwed up big time the 40% in some of my subjects. And earlier this morning after I walked back inside the classroom from the Nursing Office I friggin' burst into tears in front of my block mates and proctors. THAT was some embarrassment just because I couldn't help repressing anymore. I thought I could no longer take the remaining tests for the rest of the week because I still had unpaid tuition. But then it was all settled. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4933955499538165241?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4933955499538165241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4933955499538165241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4933955499538165241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4933955499538165241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/10/pft.html' title='Pft'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3983519215242890939</id><published>2008-09-24T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:45:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore plays for the Twilight soundtrack. </title><content type='html'>    &lt;p jquery1221847887426="129"&gt;Paramore is going to be a part of the soundtrack for motion picture Twilight! Paramore’s brand new song, “Decode” will be the lead single for the film and the band will be releasing a brand new music video this fall!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p jquery1221847887426="130"&gt;“Twilight is the first series of books I’ve ever read. I didn’t get into the Harry Potter series even though I love the movies. Twilight really caught my attention and held it. I’m really excited to see the book adapted to film and excited that our band gets to be a part of the phenomenon.”  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hayley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p jquery1221847887426="131"&gt;Have a great day,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" jquery1221847887426="132"&gt;The Paramore Web Crew&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" jquery1221847887426="132"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="sub-title article"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;One song addresses the 'tension, awkwardness, anger and confusion between Bella and Edward,' singer Hayley Williams says.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="byline"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;By James Montgomery&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; --&lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="FluxWidget"&gt; &lt;div class="Rating_0" id="FW_Rating_0"&gt; &lt;h3 class="info-title"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Param&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/paramore/artist.jhtml"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;ore's&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; Hayley Williams has made no secret about her love for all things &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/movie/369195/moviemain.jhtml"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;"Twilight,"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://paramore.net/photoView?album=mobilestream&amp;photo=5738&amp;albumPageid=18&amp;secAlbumPageid=18&amp;photoSerial=140" target="_new"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;posting photos of herself clutching the book&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paramore.net/photoView?album=mobilestream&amp;photo=9112&amp;albumPageid=4&amp;secAlbumPageid=4&amp;photoSerial=29" target="_new"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;showing off fan-made T-shirts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; on the band's official Web site. And "Twilight" stars Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, Cam Gigandet and Taylor Lautner got to introduce the band (sort of) at this year's &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1594400/20080908/story.jhtml"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;VMAs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, she's taking that love to the next level. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last week, Williams mentioned in a blog post that she and her bandmates were in a Nashville studio working on some tunes that had a "possible shot" at ending up on the "Twilight" soundtrack � and now, MTV News can confirm that the possibility has become a reality. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to a spokesperson for their label, Paramore will have a pair of brand-new songs � "Decode" and a still-untitled second song � on the film's soundtrack, which hits stores on November 4. Back in July, director Catherine Hardwicke revealed that a song from Muse (author Stephenie Meyer's favorite band) will also be included. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;" 'Twilight' is the first series of books I've ever read. I didn't get into the 'Harry Potter' series, even though I love the movies," Williams said in a statement. " 'Twilight' really caught my attention and held it. I'm really excited to see the book adapted to film and excited that our band gets to be a part of the phenomenon." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Decode" is slated to be the first single from the soundtrack � which will be released on "Gossip Girl" music supervisor Alexandra Patsavas' Chop Shop label, in conjunction with Atlantic Records � and the band will shoot a video for it next month. According to Williams, the song details the inner workings of the love affair between the series' protagonists, &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/news/articles/1585986/20080421/story.jhtml"&gt;Bella and Edward&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I chose the title 'Decode' because the song is about the building tension, awkwardness, anger and confusion between Bella and Edward," she said. "Bella is the only mind Edward can't read, and I feel like that's a big part of the first book and one of the obstacles for them to overcome. It's one added tension that makes the story even better." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The "Decode" video is scheduled to premiere in early November.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------ &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LISTEN:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://fliiby.com/embed/gadget.swf" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="360" height="330" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="&amp;fileID=74490&amp;fileShort=p3zxl9mbxe" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.paramorefans.com/"&gt;http://www.paramorefans.com/&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3983519215242890939?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3983519215242890939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3983519215242890939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3983519215242890939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3983519215242890939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/09/paramore-plays-for-twilight-soundtrack.html' title='Paramore plays for the Twilight soundtrack. '/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3722251535035330405</id><published>2008-09-14T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:21:43.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>Hoho. Sembreak is just a month away! I caaaan't wait. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy has a new album.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folie A Deux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they have this compilation CD: CitizensFOB Mixtape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh;t. I am so loving The Cab! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janmar turns 18 on November 3. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;iLoveloveloveYOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3722251535035330405?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3722251535035330405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3722251535035330405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3722251535035330405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3722251535035330405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8844984905530701645</id><published>2008-08-30T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:47:19.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid-Term exam is almost over. It sucks because of the way they extend a day&lt;br /&gt;of an exam a week after. It's 1 week plus a day of the next week. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did well though. Except in Fil. It was freakin' bloody. I swear Ms.&lt;br /&gt;Gonzales makes the most difficult exam. Sheesh. I don't usually do long&lt;br /&gt;blank stares at identification items because I'm usually prepared and all but&lt;br /&gt;with her type of identification exam, yeah, long blank stares so I skip to finish&lt;br /&gt;all the other parts. And also in Chem.. I had a lot of uncertain answers. I think&lt;br /&gt;that what would pull my score down is because I got confused with the&lt;br /&gt;choices. I was like "OMG I read about this but which one nga uliiiiit?" at&lt;br /&gt;some parts and then others, I just did my usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eenie minnie minie moe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing. Crap, right? Oh and then at the computation part.. My computed&lt;br /&gt;answers were all correct but I effing forgot that there weren't supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;erasures. Damnit! Ugh. I will seriously beg to Sir Abalde if he marks it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T T_T T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so hating everything in this house at the moment. Seriously, I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;receiving high-pitch sermons lately from my mom.. Hell, if she wants me to do something she could just tell it to me in a normal tone and not yell at me. What the fuck is her problem with me? Hey, I had an exam the whole week and of course I need to unbend and pause  from all the effort I did for the exam and then she yells at me for idling. UGHH. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very irritating&lt;/span&gt;. She's being inconsiderate to me. I hate it. I hate it when she allows my sister to go out up until almost midnight. But hell, when it comes to me, UGH I'm sure as hell that she doesn't even want to allow me. Not fair, eh? I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8844984905530701645?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8844984905530701645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8844984905530701645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8844984905530701645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8844984905530701645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/mid-term-exam-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7861641303129043693</id><published>2008-08-19T12:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:43:15.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight in advance</title><content type='html'>So I read Stephenie Meyer's latest entry last night that the Twilight movie release has been shifted three weeks in advance. It will now be on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;November 21&lt;/span&gt;. Gyah! But halt, because the release is only in the US. What about here in Asia and others as well? Still undecided. Although it's probably highly unlikely, I hope the Summit Entertainment would settle November 21 as the worldwide release since the entire twilight fandom already cannot wait for the movie. Plus, it would be disappointingly unfair for other fans out there [like me] who would have to wait. :| Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I'm getting more hyped up for the movie now that I'm done with Breaking Dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7861641303129043693?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7861641303129043693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7861641303129043693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7861641303129043693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7861641303129043693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-in-advance.html' title='twilight in advance'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5735596449645910253</id><published>2008-08-15T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:11:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vindicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm so tired that I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the edge of something&lt;br /&gt;that is far too deep.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I feel so much,&lt;br /&gt;but can't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm already screaming inside but I can't be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;How I wish that I was just numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, soon enough,&lt;br /&gt;the truth won't hurt anymore. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5735596449645910253?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5735596449645910253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5735596449645910253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5735596449645910253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5735596449645910253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/sob.html' title='vindicated'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-2510480002762810795</id><published>2008-08-09T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:11:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny twicons</title><content type='html'>Twilight icons that I find funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;current=6569607.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/6569607.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;current=15456974.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/15456974.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/113.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=14407303.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/14407303.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15384204.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/15384204.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=29.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/29.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/31.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=32.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/32.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3222108.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/3222108.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=432rn2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/432rn2.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=486fj5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/486fj5.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=487wd1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/487wd1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk286/foreveraloserrr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2510480002762810795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2510480002762810795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-twicons.html' title='funny twicons'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4562526092380321618</id><published>2008-08-09T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:54:28.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:9</title><content type='html'>I freakin' want to buy the last book installment of the Twilight series alreadyyyyyyyy. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TEAM EDWARD.  xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4562526092380321618?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4562526092380321618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4562526092380321618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4562526092380321618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4562526092380321618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/9.html' title=':9'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7492772685707748846</id><published>2008-08-06T12:42:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:25:53.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pending</title><content type='html'>I deleted my last entry. I was enraged at that moment and you all obviously know that. And you know I was sorry for all the bad words I uttered. But anyhow I'm still not over it. It's an ugly permanent grade on my preliminary record. I just cannot simply get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but there's a good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already reported the professor to our class adviser and he said he'll handle things. Some other section too had reported the professor to their class adviser, saying the same reasons we had. Nothing as of now has been done. The case is still pending but we're all very hopeful for a good change. I hope that just does it to end the cruelness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, if no change has been done after, then that would mean our effort got wasted so I might consider to transfer to another school. Yep. I can't tolerate such cruelness anymore. Okay, I may be overreacting here, actually, I still can. I'm just considering a school transfer. But that's still after a year, right? So I will still have to endure the cruelty if nothing good happens. So my decision is, if after everything has been made and done, like all the grades in my first year has been computed in that subject, and still, I'm not happy, then I'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; go for a transfer, or I might be automatically in for irregular classes to take the subject again in my second year or 'possibly' fail / be dismissed WHICH I DON'T WANT TO HAPPEN. If it don't turn out like that then I won't be needing to transfer. Transferring to another school is just an option. A vague consideration. The hell I don't know what will be my parents reaction if I tell them this. But just if ever I'm pushing through this, I'm getting help from my uncle who's friends with a dean in a certain university although my uncle's a million miles away from here but I'm pretty sure I could count on him if I needed him. Besides, he said he would help me through this. I just can't stand failing remarks on that subject. I've got no motivation but I'm trying. Seriously, I don't think my tries are going to be enough until a change happens. It pains me. I know this is just the start but If you ever had a chance to take a look at my percentage grade, you'd emerge to the idea that I'm such a moron (for those who don't know me) ...when I'm really not! :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. So please, dear God, please.. The school is already okay for me. I'm okay with it. And so are all the other professors in the other subjects. A good change is all I'm asking for so that I won't anymore go for the idea of a school transfer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7492772685707748846?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7492772685707748846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7492772685707748846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7492772685707748846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7492772685707748846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/08/pending.html' title='pending'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1945442007235677883</id><published>2008-07-04T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:36:33.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY</title><content type='html'>So here I am, blogging, wasting my time. More likely escaping instead of caring to open a book and read ahead or study some of the topics I didn't get much. I am beginning to be a lazy ass once more. It's not that I don't try my best. It's just that I'm most of the time getting carried away by my vivid imaginations that constrain me from doing something productive. Other times I rather just simply read a book. Those are my forms of escaping. Gahh I need some motivation. A serious motivation that would get my head off my ass quickly. Our preliminary exam is already on the 14th and I'm quite scared as hell.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting paranoid. But of course I'll really study. Delve deeply to comprehend every lesson we've tackled. Right now, it's as if I'm quite life threatened. It's wrong enough to mull over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has arrived. Yep. I was seriously freakin' surprised. No one knew about it. Not one of my siblings were informed. Of course seeing him, the first time in about seven months, in the flesh, was surprising. I was calmed, happy and a bit blue. A bit blue is a contradiction. It's because now that my dad's finally home, that both of my parents are here with us again, things will be more strict now. Meaning, you know, less gimmicks (I guess. Janmar and I would see each other rarely. It pains my heart having that thought.) and some other things which I'm too lazy to type. :)) UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my phone's f-ed up right now. It got watered on a while ago. Huhu. I so need I new one right now. And I think that the only way to have it changed is to have my sucky phone snatched. I hope it does. T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1945442007235677883?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1945442007235677883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1945442007235677883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1945442007235677883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1945442007235677883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/07/hay.html' title='HAY'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1370355648477261743</id><published>2008-06-27T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:35:41.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“So this is what college life is like.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quoted that in my mind when first day of school ended. It was surprisingly fun on the first day. However, days passed by, and well, sometimes I couldn’t help but feel evocative about high school. College is woah. Very different. A whole new phase. I got culture-shocked. Every time a professor discusses about the curriculum and grading system, I get paranoid of my future. And I get the idea that I don’t have the competence to do all of the work when it gets to the point of being toxic. I know I shouldn’t be thinking that way ‘cause it won’t help. It’ll only lessen my buoyancy that progresses in the process. But seriously, I thank God I have “tibay ng loob” and “paniniwala” and all the other essence to not quit this profession. It really helps. And of course, I never forget to visualize. Right, Murr? :3 I’m all hopeful for a good upshot in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since school started, I’m also here to rant about things in school. I have made new friends and I’m part of a new group. It wasn’t so hard for me to make friends (well, except guys) although I’m not that friendly. It’s just that I’m an approachable type of person. I’m no snob at all. That’s just a first impression of me. Moving on.. So there’s this particular subject and professor that majority of my section doesn’t like. Seriously, what makes the subject boring is her. She’s not a very good lecturer and she sucks at explaining a certain topic. Parang, she discusses it for like 10 seconds or so just by reading and then the next thing is lumipad na yung topic somewhere else. She’s also a disciplinarian and boy oh boy does she have a lot of babbling to do before her lecture starts. I can’t stand her. I actually pretend that I’m listening when I’m not. Bahala nalang kung magtawag ‘cause almost all of her lectures are just common sense. And all the other terms are just easy to remember. Gahd, what a pain in the ass for 3 straight hours. It was funny because one time she even asked us, “Oh bat parang walang buhay na kayo?” and I was like, “Duh. You freakin’ bore us!” my seatmate heard and agreed with me. And there’s another one, another particular subject and professor. Actually she’s quite good. QUITE. Sometimes she’s good at discussing topics, other times it’s so-so. She’s too nerve-racking for a teacher. And I don’t like the way she lectures. Kind of like she’s a fish seller at a wet market decoying people to come to her and buy her fish. Thing is, her voice is so annoying and witchy that we, students, get intimidated. That’s why most of us don’t raise a hand when being asked. She scares us and she doesn’t know it. Sometimes it looks like she’s overreacting with all the movements she does but I know she’s really just like that. Man, those 2 are the only professors which I dislike. Ugh. The rest are good. The Psychology and English are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANMAAAR ROQUE! Four days to go before our first anniversary. Despite all the things that we’ve been through, good times and bad times, we’re still strong and going strong. I’m overwhelmingly thankful to God I have you. You’re ALWAYS there for me and you sure managed how to handle me at my worst.. you really deserve me at my best. I love you always and forever, Janmar. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1370355648477261743?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1370355648477261743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1370355648477261743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1370355648477261743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1370355648477261743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/06/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4396271378632828452</id><published>2008-06-06T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:18:27.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC AT THE PHILIPPINES =))</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. I admit. The title of this entry sucks but hey, I've got good news to all PATD fans out there....... Look at this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com""&gt;http://tinypic.com"&lt;/a&gt; target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a href="http://i32.tinypic.com/2yy2uld.png""&gt;http://i32.tinypic.com/2yy2uld.png"&lt;/a&gt; border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Demn right, they're going on a tour here in the Philippines. The date and place is posted there.&lt;br&gt;xD &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;However.. I'm kind of saddened by the fact that I will most likely miss out their concert. :l &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gahh.. Oh well. Come what may.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4396271378632828452?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4396271378632828452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4396271378632828452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4396271378632828452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4396271378632828452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/06/panic-at-philippines.html' title='PANIC AT THE PHILIPPINES =))'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4964275438944690135</id><published>2008-05-23T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:01:12.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I so have nothing better to do everytime I'm staying home, I wake up every 9AM and sit for entire day in front of the PC.. And I'm getting used to it again... 'Cause there was like a time this summer when I used to be outdoors almost every week courtesy of Yel. [LESBO! I MISS YOU :))] And at that time whenever I'm just gonna stay at home, I'm so itchy to go out. Haha. Seriously. It felt like I was losing all up my energy for just staying here. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Rainy season has come. :| I'm gonna be soaking up in the rain everyday when school starts. I've never disliked rain so much in my entire life. Haha. But on a side note I do enjoy the rain sometimes. Let's just say I enjoy it when I'm at home and NOT pissed about something. Nevertheless, still don't like it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my hun. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4964275438944690135?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4964275438944690135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4964275438944690135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4964275438944690135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4964275438944690135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_23.html' title='.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3954323470045832653</id><published>2008-05-19T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:06:20.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Survey</title><content type='html'>I found a Xanga site with tons of unanswered surveys to choose from. Haha.. Walang magawa talaga. Right now I have no life.. So... yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. If you were to have a shotgun wedding tomorrow, who would you marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if Janmar says YES. Hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What song do you want played at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I just want Hayley to be the wedding singer. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Have you ever planned either your wedding / your funeral out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My funeral, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What are you labelled most often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None na eh. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you label others, yet you are UNAWARE of it until now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Prove your originality! Name 5 things that make you .. you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I rarely follow the mainstream trends.&lt;br /&gt;2.) I'm no copy-cat.&lt;br /&gt;3.) I'm not a trying hard type of person just to get a person's attention.&lt;br /&gt;4.)  I wear what I wanna wear without caring about what other people think&lt;br /&gt;5.) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Have you ever rejected someone who asked you on a date and then felt bad about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't. Haha. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Do you have a stalker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few stalkers before. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. If so, are they just someone who likes to follow you for kicks, or do they have a deep passion for you and believe that if you watch your every move they might have a chance with you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for kicks.. I think?? The 2nd one, creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Do you discriminate against people who shop at Abercrombie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What about Hot Topic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, as long as you're no poser who tries to 'fit in'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Have you ever written a book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO F-IN WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. If so, write a synopsis for us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Name 5 things you hope to always remember that happened in the last six months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) 2nd trim. exams.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;3.)&lt;br /&gt;4.)&lt;br /&gt;5.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What's one thing you always hope to be the best at NO MATTER WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hard. I have nothing to say. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. How long have you had your Xanga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Do you like fairytales?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. How many times have you thought about suicide? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. In the end do you think that killing yourself is really worth it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Name one fantasy you've had about your life, in detail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I don't know. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. What kinds of dreams do you have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird and random ones. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Have you ever been.. in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Have you ever liked someone so much for a week or two, and then immediately lost interest in them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or two?! Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. What was the last entry you've written in your diary / xanga about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Give us three memorable lyrics from your favorite songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I never wanted to say this, you never wanted to stay. I put my faith in you so much faith and then you just threw it away..&lt;br /&gt;2.) Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember, always remember.&lt;br /&gt;3.) We crossed paths for a reason, the planets aligned in that particular season, it's clear to me that we'll evewntually be inseperable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. What's one thing you've done in your life that you want people to know about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Name 5 nice things that a boy, or boys, have done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) You know, if they see you having a hard time on something, they'd help you out.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Treated me ice cream and pamasahe. :))&lt;br /&gt;3.) Helped me understood the topic in Math.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Took the blame for me.&lt;br /&gt;5.) It was rainy and he escorted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Have you ever been gravely ill yet kept it to yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. How many times has your reputation been dragged through the mud? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Nominate one person you know for each of the following awards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Whore: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cutest Boy: Janmar. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Best Friend: Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Overall Good Person: Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Are there any movies that bring you to tears, without fail, each time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one.. Monsters Inc.! Hahaha. But I only cried once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. What shape are your eyes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Name the ten songs you've listened to most recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Hello Hello&lt;br /&gt;2.) Wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;3.) Adoooooore&lt;br /&gt;4.) Empty&lt;br /&gt;5.) Burn This City!&lt;br /&gt;6.) Uh Oh&lt;br /&gt;7.) For A Pessimist,, yeah yeah you know..&lt;br /&gt;8.) She Doesn't Get It!!&lt;br /&gt;9.) I Loooove Your Existence.&lt;br /&gt;10.) The King Of Wishful Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Have you ever memorized a celebrity's birthday and celebrated it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. Do you like Death Cab For Cutie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. How long will you wait for sex? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of minutes. Bwaha. I LOVE SARCASM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Say something you've always wanted to say to the following people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mother: Hey mom.. I'm a big girl already!&lt;br /&gt;Your Father: XD&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Friend: :D&lt;br /&gt;Your Back Stabber:&lt;br /&gt;Your Crush:&lt;br /&gt;Your Ex:&lt;br /&gt;Your Self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. What kind of clothing do you wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. What's your favorite brand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43. Name two facts about yourself that would make most people think you're crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I&lt;br /&gt;2.) don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. Have you ever not been true to yourself to please someone else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45. What's one completely pointless memory that sticks in your mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEELL.. I can't remember. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46. When you last cried, what was the reason? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was grad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Name four things you want to accomplish in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) School... College.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Have a permanent job, marry Janmar and have kids... be a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Meet all of my favorite bands. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Have a tour around the world. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. How different are you from last year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. Name five quotes that best sum up life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Okaaaaay..&lt;br /&gt;2.)&lt;br /&gt;3.)&lt;br /&gt;4.)&lt;br /&gt;5.) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Do you live for the moment or plan for the future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both..&lt;br /&gt;51. Name your ten favorite bands. (not by order)&lt;br /&gt;1.) Paramore&lt;br /&gt;2.) MCR&lt;br /&gt;3.) FOB&lt;br /&gt;4.) Panic! at The Disco&lt;br /&gt;5.) TRJA&lt;br /&gt;6.) Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;7.) New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;8.) Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;9.) FM Static&lt;br /&gt;10.) Cartel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. Are you afraid of death? Be honest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more afraid by the death of someone I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53. What do you believe happens when you die (where you go, your spirit)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54. What is your religion (what do you believe and what don't you believe)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Catholic, I believe in God and God alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55. Name five things that remind you of someone you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Dota.. RO.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;2.) LALA. Whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;3.) FEZ, GeeWay.. all of the names we used to call each other.&lt;br /&gt;4.) My dad's name.&lt;br /&gt;5.) and much more things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;56. Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you would have TALKED to a former crush instead of avoiding them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't avoid 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57. Remember Question 51? Now name the five bands you have most recently listened to and see how many of them match up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Cartel&lt;br /&gt;2.) Taken By Cars&lt;br /&gt;3.) Paramore&lt;br /&gt;4.) New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;5.) OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. What do you think about your life so far? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much sucks. But then... @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. How long do you expect to live? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60. Did you like this survey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's LOOOOOOOOOONG.&lt;br /&gt;Slight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3954323470045832653?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3954323470045832653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3954323470045832653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3954323470045832653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3954323470045832653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-survey.html' title='Long Survey'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3997541831805580622</id><published>2008-05-12T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:13:12.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@_@</title><content type='html'>Today's what, May 11? I've got less than a month of boring vacation before I step in to college year. Gahd. Everything will be new. Speaking of college, I'm really freakin' tired having to go back to my school and submit or confirm requirements. The RCBC there is pretty much f-ed up since they won't separate the billing of students from the non students. I guess I'll be dealing with that from now on. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had haircut yesterday. Still the same style but I've got bangs on already. HEHE. I look like no one but my sister. And she said, "You suck. Gaya gaya." =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no scope of happiness that I enjoyed this summer.. except for one thing. Mwahaha. I mean that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3997541831805580622?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3997541831805580622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3997541831805580622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3997541831805580622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3997541831805580622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_12.html' title='@_@'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8883594969882544607</id><published>2008-05-07T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:57:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fsdfa</title><content type='html'>It's official. xD Gee, Rolp, Yel and I are classmates. A big relief when we were able to get in to the last morning section which is F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.. Screw global warming seriously! I hate rain. It feels gloomy. Dark sky, wet environment, puddles of mud and smelly ground. Although at one point rain makes the air cold which is soothing at times like these. Hell, I still hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8883594969882544607?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8883594969882544607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8883594969882544607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8883594969882544607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8883594969882544607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/05/fsdfa.html' title='fsdfa'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7663634227862234824</id><published>2008-05-01T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:59:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jyj</title><content type='html'>I am sooo running out of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new haircut and I want to dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my aunt is treating me and my cousins to watch James Blunt live in Araneta this May 18th. HAHA. Hell, I'm actually no fan of him. I barely know his songs. In fact, I only know 1 song from him. Yeah the "You're Beautiful". I don't even know if my aunt's really a fan of him, I mean I haven't really heard my aunt listen to any kind of music. But what do I know. If I only had the guts to tell her that we should just watch The Click Five instead of JB. James Blunt. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh';';[t]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have to enroll NOW. Or else morning slots are going to run out and I'll be stuck attending afternoon classes. I don't want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7663634227862234824?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7663634227862234824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7663634227862234824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7663634227862234824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7663634227862234824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/05/jyj.html' title='jyj'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8618934172685515645</id><published>2008-04-27T10:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:07:58.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update oh!</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm slightly in the mood to blog right now so I impelled myself to write. It's been long since I wrote. I mean I could blog any time I want I'm just really out of the mood. I'm gonna write about my thoughts and what's been happening this year's summer. Uh-huh. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know after graduation most of us felt devastated because it was over? Well, for me it felt pretty fine. It was as if nothing really happened. But hell I cried during Chantel's speech. Haha. Weird. But really, I didn't get sabaw like most of them did. Haay. So it's over. So over now. :)) And pretty much right now, I feel a wee bit excited about college. Gahh! I hope Geeno, Ralph, Yel and I would be sabay mag enroll. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, I can't believe it! No, haha. At first I can't believe it... that I went to Janmar's house. =)) First it wasn't all greatly planned but then voila! I was there. And then I keep coming back there unexpectedly. Gahh. I really wish we were just neighbors. That I wouldn't have to waste my money on back and forth taxi. Haii. T__T Dammit, speaking of money I'm on low cash right now. Mom wouldn't give me my 2k which my aunt gave. She is so lala. I am not in good terms with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They planned a night swimming at Ferndale. SANA PAYAGAN AKO!! xDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Really sabaw mind today I haven't done anything productive that I enjoy this summer except for a few things but which I don't find enjoying. It sucks. I need to lose weight too. I have to! HAHA. I'm seriously serious. I also need to see Murr. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay. Right now, it's raining again.. For some unknown reason, it makes me gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel something funny in my stomach. Like I need to do some business.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I want to go to the mall so bad and buy new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I need to hear some good songs in my playlist but I can't because mom's playing her songs in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I want to go to the states even for just a week.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I want to escape.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I want to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am effing bored and boring!!!&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Please! Spare meee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8618934172685515645?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8618934172685515645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8618934172685515645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8618934172685515645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8618934172685515645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-oh.html' title='Update oh!'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6811260096841699338</id><published>2008-04-07T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:31:42.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha. This letter-like post goes to to YOU. I love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janmaaar.. alam mo you're really different from the others. haha. Pero seriously, not just the kind of different na ang NR or anything like it. Yung mga expectations normally ng isang girl sa isang guy, usually tama or nagkakatotoo, pero pagdating sayo.. Gahh really different. At first, I thought getting into an relationship with someone SO NR and quiet like you would be so-so pero ang hirap pala. At first I felt there was a part of me that can't continue things with you.. kasi dati we don't really share other secrets personally. Tapos when we're together, we barely talk. Pero all of a sudden nag-iba. XD Haha I love youuu. Dapat sa letter na kasiiii. Gahh. Everytime na naka kasama kita that part of me eventually vanished. I've realized a lot of things when I'm with you.. like how much your words make me even more drawn to you... gahh I'll stop elaborating things. XD Alam mo sobrang unpredictable mo talaga in everything that you do. Gusto ko rin malaman mo na I trust you 105% when you promise me something.. Siguro there are others things pa which I haven't opened up here.. I can't remember them. Gahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HUN! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and I know that together we'll make it through in college although we're in separate directions. I really love love love love you and even though this sounds really cheesy and ridiculous, I'm telling you, you are the one. Let's just not give up okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6811260096841699338?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6811260096841699338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6811260096841699338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6811260096841699338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6811260096841699338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/04/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4344675338873697687</id><published>2008-04-04T18:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:48:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To let go isn't to forget, not think about, or ignore. It doesn't leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Letting go isn't winning, it isn't losing. It's not about pride it's not obsessing or dwelling on the past. It's not giving in or giving up. Letting go isn't about loss, and it's not defeat. to let go is to cherish memories, but to overcome them and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Letting go is accepting. Letting go is having the courage to accept change, the strength to keep moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Letting go is growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gahh. Goodbye guys. You know who you are and I'll never forget you. Happy Graduation to us! Thanks for the memories and God bless. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4344675338873697687?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4344675338873697687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4344675338873697687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4344675338873697687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4344675338873697687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3241098349662714361</id><published>2008-03-22T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T12:00:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of Truth?</title><content type='html'>Soo we're like 2 weeks away before graduation day.. and I'm like, effin ready for it 'cause I realized no matter how much I don't want to be separated and how much it makes me feel not okay to leave this high school town, I can't escape it. And besides, I'm gradually being able to accept that fact and I'm a wee bit excited too. @_@ But truth to be told, I'm scared of the reality in college. I've been thinking too much lately. And I've been dreaming too much. Haay. This really sucks, if you were in my place. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. We still have our batch outing on Monday. We're having some fuuuun. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3241098349662714361?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3241098349662714361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3241098349662714361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3241098349662714361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3241098349662714361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/03/moment-of-truth.html' title='Moment of Truth?'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6856814742972693983</id><published>2008-03-07T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:33:27.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Gaaaahd, FINALLY. I'm sooo ready. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6856814742972693983?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6856814742972693983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6856814742972693983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6856814742972693983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6856814742972693983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/03/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1194815402482563461</id><published>2008-02-29T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:10:09.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T XD</title><content type='html'>Damn. The All-Star Olympics, which wasn't all exciting, just ended today. Our last prom is gonna be tomorrow. T___T And after that we only have like a month and 4 days before we actually say BYEBYE. It really really really effing sucks to imagine that we're leaving high school. I'm still not physically and mentally mature enough. :)) Gahh which reminds me that I'm turning 17 this March. Haay! Enough of drama shyt. I'm feeeeeeeeeelin' lucky today! Prooooooooooooom tomorrow pero parang ayaw ko paaaa. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1194815402482563461?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1194815402482563461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1194815402482563461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1194815402482563461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1194815402482563461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/02/tt-xd.html' title='T_T XD'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4282496900941068689</id><published>2008-02-21T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:46:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haii.</title><content type='html'>Haven't you heard? Jokes are half-meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe not all are but in 'that' case it IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused. I don't know the main reason why even conform to jokes that could (would) hurt someone's feelings. If it's because for the sake of the people's laughter,  just to crack a joke, or anything for that matter, then let me tell you, you forgot whom you kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe I'm just overreacting with all those snob behavior but you can't blame me. Besides, it's obvious, it wasn't a good joke. And by the way, earlier even before that 'joke incident' happened, I was a bit 'not okay' with you having to force me 'play'. The 'joke incident' just made it even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for I blogged this crap. It's because this is the only way where I feel like venting my fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4282496900941068689?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4282496900941068689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4282496900941068689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4282496900941068689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4282496900941068689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/02/haii.html' title='Haii.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-2212575588725261338</id><published>2008-02-09T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T10:14:14.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>I have a serious essay question to myself which I'm having a freakin' hard time to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What (the f) is the best thing about ME? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has got to be something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-2212575588725261338?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/2212575588725261338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=2212575588725261338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2212575588725261338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2212575588725261338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_09.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8191759719680021895</id><published>2008-02-08T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:29:07.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Effin bored. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TWILIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Could you believe, despite all that I've put you through, that I love you, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bluetext"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Edward Cullen. He's gorgeous of course, but don't waste your time.    He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good looking enough for    him.&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Jessica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm not the superhero? What if I'm the bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone. Now he's found you.    You can't see the changes that we see, we who have been with him for so long.    Do you think any of us want to look into his eyes for the next hundred years    if he loses you?&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Alice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are exactly my brand of heroin.&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To me, it was like you were some kind of demon, summoned strait from my    own personal Hell to win me.&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm so very sorry, would you understand if I said I was only human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bluetext"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEW MOON.. @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;"Now...tell me something."&lt;br /&gt;   "What?" I asked, unwilling.&lt;br /&gt;   "If you could have anything in the world, anything at all, what would it be?"&lt;br /&gt;   I could feel the skeptism in my eyes. "You."&lt;br /&gt;   He shook his head impatiently. "Something you don't already have."&lt;br /&gt;   I wasn't sure where he was trying to lead me, so I thought carefully before I answered. I came up with something that was both true, and also probably impossible.&lt;br /&gt;   "I would want...Carlisle not to have to do it. I would want &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;to change me."&lt;br /&gt;   I watched his reaction warily, expecting more of the fury I'de seen at his house. I was suprised that his expression didn't change. It was still calculating, thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;   "What would you be willing to trade for that?"&lt;br /&gt;   I couldn't believe my ears. I gawked at his composed face and blurted out the answer before I could think about it.&lt;br /&gt;   "Anything."&lt;br /&gt;   He smiled faintly and then pursed his lips. "Five years?"&lt;br /&gt;   My face twisted into an expression somewhere between chagrin and horror.&lt;br /&gt;   "You said anything." He reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;   "Yes, but...you'll use the time to find a way out of it. I have to strike while the iron is hot. Besides, it's just too dangerous to be human-for me, at least. So, anything but &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;   He frowned. "Three years?"&lt;br /&gt;   "No!"&lt;br /&gt;   "Isn't it worth anything to you at all?"&lt;br /&gt;   I thought about how much I wanted this. Better to keep a poker face, I decided, and not let him know how &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;much that was. It would give him more leverage. "Six months?"&lt;br /&gt;   He rolled his eyes. "Not good enough."&lt;br /&gt;   "One year then," I said. "That's my limit."&lt;br /&gt;   "At least give me two."&lt;br /&gt;   "No way. Ninteen I'll do. But I'm not going anywhere &lt;em&gt;near&lt;/em&gt; twenty. If you're staying in your teens forever, then so am I."&lt;br /&gt;   He thought for a minute. "All right. Forget time limits. If you want me to be the one-then you'll just have to meet one condition."&lt;br /&gt;   "Condition?" My voice went flat. "What condition?"&lt;br /&gt;   His eyes were cautious-he spoke slowly. "Marry me first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. The words make me want to melt. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8191759719680021895?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8191759719680021895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8191759719680021895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8191759719680021895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8191759719680021895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4276831132542073695</id><published>2008-02-01T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:33:42.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shet gusto ko ng pahinga! ayoko na talaga ng ganito! PLEASE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4276831132542073695?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4276831132542073695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4276831132542073695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4276831132542073695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4276831132542073695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/02/shet-gusto-ko-ng-pahinga-ayoko-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3901076338052512592</id><published>2008-01-24T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:40:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>Haayy. This is the part where I feel like I'm being sandwiched. Where I feel like escaping from my frustrations. Where I feel like renewing things for the first time. Gahd and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so mixed up I don't even know how to convey my emotions or where to start. @____________________________________@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahd oh well, here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really really scaring my lately.. the fact that we've been caught by some teachers doing a little LALA in school. Even though I usually just ignore it afterwards, my conscience speaks to me like crazy and I can't help but think too much. I'm so fearing the result if we get caught again. That'll be like the 3rd time now... Even if our solution's gonna be controlling the desire to like, 'hold hands intimately' (or whatever) when there are people around, it'll be hard but then I have to really really control myself to abide it. 'Cause I don't ever want to go to the guidance office and get a suspension from it. My parents will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. And I actually didn't thought I'd come up to the point where I'd experience the kind of situation where my friends had been holding back what they really feel about me. That they're concealing their jealousy. They feel that they're missing out a lot of things in my life right now. Haii. I feel so stupid for not realizing things before. I know.. it's because I'm too preoccupied with things and about 'them' which I didn't realize that I'm so engaged, we barely have our own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously haven't changed at all. It's only the time that we're lacking to be able to bring back our attachment together. And it's not true that I'm exchanging you guys to LALA just 'cause she's the one who I'm always with.. or she's the one whom I always share or tell my secrets with or to. It's nothing like that. I swear. I don't really have any idea on how to explain my situation concerning about her. Maybe because we're literally close inside the classroom? Also, maybe 'cause since she would always come up to me and we're textmates, we share a lot of random stuff. Gahh. You guys may not be the first ones to know.. @__@ But I will let you know things.. eventually. If there are some things that I you should know. @_@ I can't promise that I can be with you every lunch period. Gahh. Ipit talaga ako at this point. But I what I can promise is that I'll be open and I'll really make things work out with you guys. I'm really sorry.  @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This'll be it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3901076338052512592?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3901076338052512592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3901076338052512592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3901076338052512592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3901076338052512592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4198409843483959451</id><published>2007-12-31T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:05:01.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and thank You!</title><content type='html'>Haaaaaay. The clock's ticking.. 5 more hours 'til New Year strikes again. Gahh.. Year 2007 has been a really great year. I mean, every year is a great year of course. But for me, 2007 is different from the past years. It's a different great year.. :)) I never expected that things would turn out the way they are right now.. and there's just sooo much more. But  I won't elaborate. I'm just glad. Really freakin' glad+happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers everyone! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4198409843483959451?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4198409843483959451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4198409843483959451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4198409843483959451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4198409843483959451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/12/hnyd.html' title='Happy New Year and thank You!'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8781083662573777581</id><published>2007-12-30T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:35:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purgatory</title><content type='html'>Gahh.. I stumbled upon a blog and saw a quiz about Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy. I thought it was fun so I took it. I ended up being put in Purgatorio. I'm pleased with the result. It is wicked cool. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="d0"&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="0"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;hr /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="0"&gt;&lt;em class="c0"&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;ou have escaped damnation and made it to Purgatory, a place where the dew of repentance washes off the stain of sin and girds the spirit with humility. Through contrition, confession, and satisfaction by works of righteousness, you must make your way up the mountain. As the sins are cleansed from your soul, you will be illuminated by the Sun of Divine Grace, and you will join other souls, smiling and happy, upon the summit of this mountain. Before long you will know the joys of Paradise as you ascend to the ethereal realm of Heaven.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;Purgatory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: medium none ; margin: 5px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 51); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(255, 17, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(17, 0, 34); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(51, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(68, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(85, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(102, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(119, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(136, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(170, 51, 170); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8781083662573777581?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8781083662573777581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8781083662573777581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8781083662573777581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8781083662573777581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/12/purgatory.html' title='Purgatory'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3632862809508523730</id><published>2007-12-23T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:26:13.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands in my pocket; head in the cloud</title><content type='html'>Will Christmas still be merry for me? Now that I've stacks of burden in the back of my mind that I can't shun. Gaah. Plus, there's ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind... ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3632862809508523730?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3632862809508523730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3632862809508523730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3632862809508523730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3632862809508523730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/12/idgylid.html' title='hands in my pocket; head in the cloud'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-764563339931551582</id><published>2007-12-19T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:33:43.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ftw</title><content type='html'>Eff. Puhh-lease.. Give me freedom once more. Don't go ahead of me and make me feel like I don't know how to use it. FYI, I DO. I won't take advantage. I promise you that. Di na ko bata. Please naman. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-764563339931551582?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/764563339931551582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=764563339931551582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/764563339931551582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/764563339931551582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/12/ftw.html' title='ftw'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4384169027653590382</id><published>2007-12-13T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:28:32.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder</title><content type='html'>Couldn't be any happier right now despite of those materializing predicaments throwing back and forth. Gaah. But on the good side, we're going out before Christmas! Haha. I love you Janmaaar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish partly granted. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4384169027653590382?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4384169027653590382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4384169027653590382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4384169027653590382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4384169027653590382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/12/thunder.html' title='Thunder'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-556605343000324348</id><published>2007-11-30T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:27:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5 Months! :D</title><content type='html'>Mwahaha. The exam.. I'm glad reviewing's over! Gahhd it was worth it. All of my percentage in the exam increased. GAHH.. I couldn't be more happy with it. HAH. I can now finally ask for something (like a new phone or preferably my sweet freedom @__@) and my parents (or just my mom) would not even be reluctant in saying yes. I hope. @_@ But I don't wanna be confident about it. I might not get it. Tss. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolls. Gahh I missed you, dude! HAHA ew. Kidding. Right now I miss the way you walked like a turtle in your house, what your look was when you couldn't laugh properly.. And our laughtrip together. HAHA. Peeeeace, C! Welcome back on Monday! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man. I used to play RO when I was in 1st year but I did manage to stop myself from playing until now.. I'm playing it again. @__@ But no, I'm not on addict mode or something. I just tried it again for a couple of reasons.. XD But my main reason really is, for entertainment since I'm so freakin' bored I'm starting to get worn out being online in YM.. Haii, I just wish I could go out with my Weirdo before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please Lord? It's not too much to ask. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-556605343000324348?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/556605343000324348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=556605343000324348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/556605343000324348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/556605343000324348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-5-months-d.html' title='Happy 5 Months! :D'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7747171514990680780</id><published>2007-11-10T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:05:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/8fab484.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Gossip Girl. TV series. I looooooooooooove it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7747171514990680780?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7747171514990680780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7747171514990680780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7747171514990680780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7747171514990680780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.tinypic.com/8fab484_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-3038660421351693876</id><published>2007-11-06T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:18:06.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geeno</title><content type='html'>Eohh Mahh Gahh.. Late na ba ako? Hahaha.. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRE!&lt;/strong&gt; Grabe seryoso.. Kagaya ng post ni Yolls, dedicated din to sayo. Hmm.. Pano ba yan haha wala naman akong masabi. -_-" Sige yun lang. BB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Pre joke lang. :)) May gahhhd Geeno.. That guy? Shet super duper parang big SIS ko na yan and I'm &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;little BRO. :D:D:D Yan si Geeno sobrang kilala ko na talaga yan. Di ko akalaing pagtapos ng kachubahang nangyari dati, ganito na tayo ngayon! Haha akalain mo nga naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang salamat talaga sayo kasi you made things happen between.. Blah blah you know.. @__@ Pasensya na dati.. Nung mga noon nung di ko manlang nagawa yung 'best' ko para machuba ka blah blah. Pero ikaw.. Gahh salamat pre. Naalala ko yung mga times na nung summer.. ABROAD! Ikaw ang nagpalakas sa loob ko nun! Kahit gaano ako naparanoid. Ikaw ang chumuba sakin kapag nadodown ako. :)) Shet medyo nagiging teary ako. HAHA joke. Grr.. Slight.. Hmm tapos ikaw yung laging kausap ko nun sa YM.. araw gabi.. walang pan..desal. HAHA @__@ Natuto ako sayong magtago ng sikreto kasi sobrang naiintindihan mo lahat ng nararamdaman ko nun. Sobrang parehas pa tayo nang mga rason kung bakit.. @__@ Haaay grabe nakakaewan. Tapos one time sa telepono ang dami mong shinare na sikreto =)) MAY GAHHHD nakakaengot. Kahit ang GM it's k pre thnks fr shrng. :)) Tapos yung mga kwento mo nung nag Cebu si Weirdo. Gahd nakakaewan talaga yun. Hmm but seriously.. I won't ever forget the good times we shared. Bad or good it doesn't matter! I'm really fcking thankful I knew someone so jolly, so funny and helpful like you. Without you talaga siguro.... Di rin mangyayari yung nangyari nung June 30, 2007. Di mangyayari lahat ng nangyari before pa nung gabing yun. Sobrang thank you. Di man ako nagsasalita.. Kahit kaunti.. Labs ko talaga kayo ni Yolls. Thnks thnks vry mch. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3038660421351693876?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3038660421351693876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3038660421351693876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3038660421351693876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3038660421351693876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/geeno.html' title='Geeno'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7655058263133491018</id><published>2007-11-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:04:07.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metthew.</title><content type='html'>Boys Like Girls layout.. I love it. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, .... Try downloading their songs. :D Specially HeelsOverHead and On Top Of The World..&lt;br /&gt;You'll end up singing their songs in your head like crazy. @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the place here is filled up with the smell of Durian. It's killing meeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Metthew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7655058263133491018?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7655058263133491018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7655058263133491018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7655058263133491018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7655058263133491018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/metthew.html' title='Metthew.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1950855657245398923</id><published>2007-11-03T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:57:07.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfbbbbt.....</title><content type='html'>It sucks that I'm missing my Weirdo's birthday today. T__T I used to always think of a way to eventually go but it seems that it's harder for me to do that now that my dad's the one who's in control of my sanction. Plus, he's been watching my every move. @__@ Gahh.. As if he doesn't know that I have 'someone'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, since I didn't go with the guys in Trinoms, I convinced my dad to go to the mall and he agreed.. When we arrived, my aunt had to exchange her money to peso first 'cause DUH. :)) Me and my sister couldn't bear to wait so we wandered off inside the mall.. We bought blah blahs.. And after 45 minutes or so, we met with my aunt. There, we headed to Going Straight since my aunt and my sis wanted a new hairdo.. and as for me, my aunt gave me cash so I planned to go a round of shopping. Bwahaha. $,..,$ Gahhd srsly.. I was a loner at the mall.. :| Then I thought of giving myself a treat at McDo. BLA BLA.. After half an hour, I went back to the salon.. Roamed around a little.. Bought a few stuff.. Then drove back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1950855657245398923?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1950855657245398923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1950855657245398923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1950855657245398923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1950855657245398923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/pfbbbbt.html' title='Pfbbbbt.....'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-874651083961548364</id><published>2007-11-02T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:07:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahh.</title><content type='html'>Gahh.. I'm finally blogging. Gahhd but still.. It's really weird 'cause the fact that I haven't been updating is 'cause a part of me refuses to. It's like a part of me is against the other part of me. HAHA. Weird, I know.. I'm actually fighting it right now.. IT'S HARD I SWEAR. @__@ Whenever I visit blogger to log in, I'd unhesitatingly exit the freakin' window and I don't understand why so. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November, November.. @___@ Nothing's interesting that much in November. HAHA joke.. Well in school there's really nothing to look forward to that's exciting this month.. 'cept if you're looking forward to the 2nd trim. exam/s. That ain't even exciting. But I know for sure that this month has a lot of birthday celebrants, including my Weirdo. XD Gahd your birthday is like less than 10 hours.... @,..,@ So probably, I'll sing whatever song you like.. :D:D:D HAHAHA. No way. Mangaaway! :D:D:D Hehe joke lang. Wag ka magalala...... Secret. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabeee! Halloween was quite boring. We have no cable.. Meaning, I didn't get to lock myself up in the master's bedroom to watch horror shows on TV.. I do that annually. :D Haaay.. And I didn't go trick or treating.. It sucks I didn't get to stuff my mouth with sweets. Pfbbbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh another thing that sucks, Sem-work-break is almost over! Oh gahhhhd why did it seem so fast? @________@ Good thing is, I've been productive enough to finish the reaction paper in Physics and the essay in Eco.. I'm 45% done in TLE. Wuhoo! At least I'm halfway there! And.... 0% done in Computer. When's the deadline anyway? Gahh but I'm still tinatamad.. :D I'm sure I'll get done with all of it. Yep I'm tamad but I always pass schoolworks right on time.. Ehe except the project in Math where I almost failed to pass on time. KK....... I'm off to watch Season 2 Episode 4 of Heroes. :D:D:D:D Spoilers? Kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! @,,,,,,,,,,,@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-874651083961548364?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/874651083961548364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=874651083961548364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/874651083961548364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/874651083961548364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/11/gahh.html' title='Gahh.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-745256580115775853</id><published>2007-10-19T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T18:55:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her.. laugh</title><content type='html'>I seriously don't know what happened to my little sister. She's been really annoying to the extent that I would tend to stare at her with fierce eyes. And that I rarely do 'cause it's SO not me. Her gestures are just sooo.. pam-pam. HAHA. Plus, what makes me tick off most is her abnormal laugh. @_@ If you watch Drake and Josh, then you have prolly watched the episode there wherein Drake has this really pretty girlfriend but wants to break up with her 'cause of her inappropriate laugh. Yeah. Kisha's laugh sounds like that. Only, hers is just way too awful and intentional. Plus, she's very talkative.. Like the opposite of the Untalkative Bunny.. Which makes me, my other sister and my cousin annoyed. It's not cute nor funny. It's really annoying. @__@ I'm just hating her attitude right now.. Ang kyowt pa naman niya tapos ganun ugali. Gahh! Srsly. Whaaaat a brat with a talkative mouth. Ang sama ko. I know, I mean, I understand 'cause she's still a baby and will change as she grows up but this is my blog so just shut up 'cause I'm ranting. XD But don't get me wrong, I lab my little sister. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhd anywaaaay.. Moving on.. @__@ Metthew.. I love that kid. :D HAHA ang samaa. Eh kasi naman eh. @__@ Metthew's really mabait, cute, handsome, obedient and MOST OF ALL, tahimek. HAHA Gahhd. Kaya lang gaya gaya ng ginagawa. But still kee-yoot. Pretty weird though.. But again, still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay whatevs.. @__@ Fieldtrip's commin' up and I can't wait. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-745256580115775853?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/745256580115775853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=745256580115775853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/745256580115775853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/745256580115775853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/10/her-laugh.html' title='her.. laugh'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-2120026879913968116</id><published>2007-10-13T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T12:07:29.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>HAHA badtrip seriously. Geeno, Yols and I were supposed to go to Trinoms today but I wasn't allowed to go 'cause I'm still grounded. : Haaaaaaaaaay I hate this. Tita said I could go! But dad had to interfere. Tss.. Whatevs.. But anyway on Monday we plan to go to Ferndale to finish our board game. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-2120026879913968116?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/2120026879913968116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=2120026879913968116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2120026879913968116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2120026879913968116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3483110656778788076</id><published>2007-10-13T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T17:21:07.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream XD</title><content type='html'>Fair.. was absolutely fun! Gahh.. The main reason why I enjoyed it's because of Horror Booth. HAHA. Being a tour guide is a hard work. Really. Kids go crazy, push you, hit you, and step on your feet. :( But I enjoyed every scream and weep of those pesky kids who, in the first place, thought they won't get scared. Smile smile pa sila nung una eh. HAHA. I just looooove it when kids scream really hard. As if there was no tomorrow..  @__@ Anyway.. Horror Booth talaga the best. I was actually assigned only in Jail Booth 'cause I thought being 'away' from the school grounds would suck since you have to stay in the other building for Horror. True though, 'cept for the part where I thought it would suck. :D I lavvit. We earned almost 16k.. Record breaking! XD Hmm.. My last fair experience wasn't the best but I really enjoyed it. Haha. Hmm.. Oh yeah, Janmar and I got married. HAHA. Yeah and out of those couple who got married, someone said we were the most behave. Well ain't that kewl? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Haaay nakow.. My sister's birthday is on the 15th. @__@ Walalang... Hahaha. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3483110656778788076?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3483110656778788076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3483110656778788076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3483110656778788076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3483110656778788076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/10/scream-xd.html' title='Scream XD'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5059960142764336681</id><published>2007-10-07T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:57:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XXXXDDDD</title><content type='html'>Haaay. Oh God.. Need sleep. Been functioning.. almost... the.. whole night. Procured 2 and a half hours of sleep. XD... Wedding at 2 o'clock. Nothing to wear yet. Eye.............bags...............ga..........lore. @__@ THANKS VIC. HAHAHAHA. No, I'm..kidding!!!! You lamer! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5059960142764336681?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5059960142764336681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5059960142764336681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5059960142764336681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5059960142764336681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/10/xxxxdddd.html' title='XXXXDDDD'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6058491035415641636</id><published>2007-10-05T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:01:09.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eksdee</title><content type='html'>I'm going to love the days starting next week. Haha. See, next week's already our Fair. And uhhm.. It was kind of surprising how time passed by swiftly. Parang kailan lang yung FOB concert no? XD Anyway, so our booth'll be Horror and Jail and sections A and B are going to be combined. XD I seriously cannot wait to get started with our booths. The portraying ghosts, monsters and all that spook better look beastly. Haha cool. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. School's pretty seemingly enjoyable lately. I have lots of reasons actually.. I'll just enumerate the stuff.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Annual School Fair.. Yeap, mentioned it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;- Flute Class. Never actually thought I'd enjoy this blowing thing. XD&lt;br /&gt;- One Day Selling Activity in Economics.. HAHA now this one I can barely wait. @__@&lt;br /&gt;- Interview with the Urban Poor.. Haha ito rin!&lt;br /&gt;- Annual Field Trip.. Ah lamerr, EK again. But what the hell, it's still fun there anyway..... Which means I'm going. :D&lt;br /&gt;- El Fili Play.. Not really that exciting, it's just that, I get to leave the house for agonizing practices. Hey, at least I'm out in here. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;- And lastly... Our Greek play, The Iliad. XD I lab it. Srsly. I'll play as Goddess Eris. HAHA. She's the one I really like. And I'm also included to take part on the scriptwriting. I laaaaab our English play. Can you tell? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all of it. Hmm.. But anyway, other than those of what I mentioned, there are still happenings in which I'm excited about.. Like our 2nd Sleepover at Jai's house after the fair (hopefully XD), homecoming of relatives and Sembreak.. Oh and 'someone's' birthday is ahead to come. Haha. You're turning 17! You're one year weirder! I mean, wiser. XD Haha. I'm kidding. I love you, Weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Still have loads of projects to finish though.  @__@ I'll be finishing my projects by the end of the upcoming week. Well duh, 'cause most of the deadlines are on the 3rd week. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6058491035415641636?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6058491035415641636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6058491035415641636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6058491035415641636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6058491035415641636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/10/eksdee.html' title='Eksdee'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1158179075056897690</id><published>2007-09-28T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:48:45.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKO talagaaa.</title><content type='html'>Kadalasan, ang labo talaga ng takbo ng isip ko. Sobrang daming pumapasok sa utak kong mga tanong at pag-iisip tapos biglang sa huli rin nun ay isang malaking... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WALALANG&lt;/span&gt;! Kahit saang angulo, tingin ko, AKO lang talaga to. Will someone slap me? 'cause I need it to cease this absurd thinking. Or better yet, I'll bang my head against the wall. Haha anyway, What the fck talaga. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Labo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1158179075056897690?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1158179075056897690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1158179075056897690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1158179075056897690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1158179075056897690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/ako-talagaaa.html' title='AKO talagaaa.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8456047634391485137</id><published>2007-09-22T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:50:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me + You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me + You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you walking down the midpoint&lt;br /&gt;So stunning, you dislocate my focus&lt;br /&gt;You're the paramour who inflects my emotions&lt;br /&gt;You're the definition of odd and undefined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the excenter, both smiling, both enthralled&lt;br /&gt;We were having indescribable euphoria&lt;br /&gt;Singing 'till our lungs give out&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking if I have the guts to kiss thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first, the second night came&lt;br /&gt;While sitting at the locus I hear my heart progress&lt;br /&gt;My pulse goes up like an exponential&lt;br /&gt;As you utter the words "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you whispered through my focus&lt;br /&gt;Our lips touched for the first, at best&lt;br /&gt;My heart expanded with rapture free&lt;br /&gt;Even reached toward infinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing to be precisely true&lt;br /&gt;That there's none other than you&lt;br /&gt;Me love you as one over x&lt;br /&gt;As x approaches to zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I revised it. Some words were TOO obvious to understand. @________@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8456047634391485137?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8456047634391485137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8456047634391485137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8456047634391485137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8456047634391485137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-you_23.html' title='Me + You'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7471581635534089449</id><published>2007-09-22T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T15:13:42.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say F O, you say B!</title><content type='html'>Jamn, I'm effing grounded just because I went to the concert the 2nd time around when my dad said 'NO' in the first place. Yeah I got to watch it twice. I know I should follow my parents BUT who wouldn't try to nag one's parents if the concert ticket is already FREE? Hmm? I don't get their point why they even have to ground me for that.. I mean, I still got home safe and sound and I was only 30 minutes late for God's sake. Gahh. Just when I thought I was the happiest person alive, I'd get a restraining order from them. HAHA. K, I know I'll get this matter off my chest eventually. Still, I had 2 nights of hella fun seeing FOB LIVE (with Murr :}). All I have to do is get good shots from them by following their so-called 'the code of regulations' and I'll improve on my studies too. Parents always want good boys and girls, right? I could give 'em that. I'd be happy to give 'em that too. HAHA. Okay, so I won't be going anywhere that much from now on.. Haay @__@ It's K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Who would've thought that I'd go to the concert? .. and it was twice! Thank you honey! :} Gahhd, FOB's so rad. I couldn't believe we were at the same place breathing the same air. Gahh.. I swear FOB is infinity times awesome when you hear them perform live. But then again, they're really fcking awesome! Patrick's voice was uhh-may-zing. @__@ FOB + 'HIM' = the BEST I &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OH GOD I MISS FALL OUT BOY ALREADY. &lt;br /&gt;(this ain't mine) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pFiYM30Y2D4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pFiYM30Y2D4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7471581635534089449?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7471581635534089449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7471581635534089449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7471581635534089449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7471581635534089449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-want-more-fob.html' title='When I say F O, you say B!'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-987606547876959157</id><published>2007-09-12T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:24:46.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no tell me they didn't.</title><content type='html'>Hahahahuhuhu (NAH, not crying). Can't believe it. Gee Way's effin' married.. HAHA. Pictures, pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An actual picture of Gerard's wife, name's Lyn-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4k9brbc.jpg" height="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sure is rad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the two of 'em.. with that woman with a big grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.tinypic.com/53665jb.jpg" height="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're cute and they look good together.. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.. I could sense thousands of Gee Way fangirls crying. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's K&lt;/span&gt;.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I wish them all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-987606547876959157?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/987606547876959157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=987606547876959157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/987606547876959157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/987606547876959157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-no-tell-me-they-didnt.html' title='Oh no tell me they didn&apos;t.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/4k9brbc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-8735888843539281266</id><published>2007-09-09T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:06:18.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I last heard a news about MCR. @_@ I miss the whole band. I miss their performances on TV. They're prolly enjoying their payoff at the moment and I heard before that Mikey Way got married.. That explains. @_@ Anyway, I've come across upon this quotation of Gerard Way which I think came from one of his interviews or it's like free-verse poem that he wrote. Basta it came from Gee Way. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey girls. You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't look at those stupid magazines with stick-like models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eat healthy and exercise. That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let anyone tell you you're not good enough, that you're not deserving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are good enough. You are too good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love your family with all your heart and listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are gorgeous. Whether you're a size 3 or a size 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as you are a good person and long as you respect others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it's been told hundreds of times before but it's true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that quotation speaks for all the girls out there who're self-deprecating, and believe me, if a girl who has been undervaluing one's self because they have low self-esteem ever reads that, they'd feel better afterwards. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Much better.&lt;/span&gt; Come on, get a grip. Nobody's perfect. It seems to me that a girl's self-esteem always appears to be based on body image and that's not unusual. Consider all the emphasis placed in the media on being attractive and all.. Man, those images create false and unrealistic expectations for girls to cause them to believe that they can only be attractive if they look like those models on TV. The media greatly creates that good looks are all important for a girl in order to be liked and to like herself. HAHA.. It's horrible and corrupt, I know. Positive thinking can be a helpful tool to improve one's self esteem but I don't know.. I haven't extremely felt bad about the body image I have and all that sh.t. I mean, I get insecure and a low self-esteem too. I just contain myself from being like that and think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.. Anyway, moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. Yeah, yesterday totally made my foot swell from all the walking the whole day but I had a really greaaaaaaaat time. HAHA. One more time please! Double date was F-U-N. Despite that we freakin' wasted 3 hours and a cash of Php140 on watching Day Watch of which you would totally understand every scene of the movie...... NOT :| Seriously, guys, if you're planning to watch that movie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freakin' DO NOT.&lt;/span&gt; You'll regret it I swear. Resort to watch another movie because you don't wanna end up wasting your precious money and time on that weird, random and puzzling movie just like we did. The actors and effects were good. But the movie? It sucks. Oh and what makes it suck more is that the movie is Russian dubbed in English. Gahd their accent.. :| Haaaay.. You wanna know what made us watch that? It was that freakin' movie poster. HAHA. Looks can be really deceiving. After we watched Day Watch :|, we watched another movie. It's 1408. The movie's fine and wasn't really that all scary. Nakakagulat lang. HAHA. Yung katabi ko kasi nagulat eh, sa movie mismo. HAHA. Then after, we roamed around the mall and had fun at Toys R Us. Went to JB Music, and that Flip flops shop, P Are P and etc.. @_@ Got home quarter to 10. Haaay date's over.. Nothing to look forward to anymore. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I get done with this post, I just want to tell about what happened earlier at the play before we went to TriNoma. @_@ Well the play of El Fili was.. intense compared to the Noli play last year. 'Cause it's mainly about Simon's comeback and plan to get that sweet revenge for his loved ones. Some scenes were overly disgusting.. Goodness gracious. HAHA. As in KADORDOR. I despise Pari Camorra. Go to hell, perv! :)) Some were entertaining like Pepay's dance scene.. Gahd don't start thinking with malice you, freak, you. Entertaining as in funny.. Call me defensive or whatevs but I'm just explaining. :} Their props aren't as good as last time too.. Love scenes were cliche as usual. Mga pakipot. SUS! Good thing I wasn't born in the time of Rizal 'cause their courtship process are lame. Puro pakipot. Their formalities are overblown too. :| Haha anyway, Kawawa naman si Simon.. He looked so pathetic after his plans got blown.. HUHU. He died pathetically in the hands of a priest. WAW. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaay Janmurr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8735888843539281266?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8735888843539281266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8735888843539281266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8735888843539281266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8735888843539281266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-870490115296624099</id><published>2007-09-01T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:09:48.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luck</title><content type='html'>I don't know what the f%*k just happened all of a sudden. I'm so distressed and disappointed right now and I'm not even a hundred percent. Everything seemed great yesterday and then the worst had happened. Now everything seems falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up sweltering along with a headache. Yeah, I am sick. Though I hope this is not dengue 'cause if this is, I'll start to get my allergies again and if it goes worse, I'll miss school ending up the same fate as Kurt and Hannah. I'll freakin' miss seeing Janmar and I don't want that to happen. This might also prolong for a week cancelling our double date. Haaay.. And speaking of date, which is another cause of my distraught, my parents took back the thing that they've agreed on for us to go to the concert. I don't know what's their problem 'cause they always take things back. I got my hopes up thinking that things will continue the way I look at it. Bad stuff that could happen didn't occur to my mind. Guess I was too busy being pensive and far-off from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. What have I done? This is bad luck.. But I don't know. :| Most people don't believe in bad luck because they say it's only a false notion. I don't really know if I believe in luck or not but when series of unfortunate events happen to me (like now), I would always blame it on bad luck, and vice versa. Is 'luck' only bad because I look at it that way? Gahh.. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-870490115296624099?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/870490115296624099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=870490115296624099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/870490115296624099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/870490115296624099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/09/luck.html' title='luck'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7987920345113987479</id><published>2007-08-31T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T09:51:07.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@__@</title><content type='html'>Oh yes. Exams are over. What a good news to hear but I still can't get a relief. Perhaps it's because I'm disturbed by what the results would be or I just lack sleep. I'm pretty sure I did well though, except in some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September month's less than 9 hours away.. Yeahp. BER month is in, which means that Christmas is nearing.. HAHA. September's going to be a big yey for me. YEY! :)) Double date is going to befall Saturday next week, after the El Filibusterismo Play. And after that, Janmar and I will have our second date on the FOB concert at Araneta on the 20th. Haha! I think I'll get starstrucked big time 'cause I'll be seeing Patrick Stump perform live. XD It's only too bad that we're not getting ourselves Lower Box tickets to get to see them closer. But it doesn't matter, it's okay. Infact, it's awesome! 'Cause I'm going to watch FOB's concert with the most important person in my life right now. I couldn't be any happier. Crap that was cheesy but it's true anyway. :)) This is such a great payoff for enduring affliction for a week. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour ago I was fixing my blog and the after, I felt like reading my entries from the past, so I did. And I noticed that back then, I was a bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conyo&lt;/span&gt; in my entries. I sounded like a quite immature girly girl in my other past entries you'd even think I'm the kind of girl that's.. Hahaha. Maarte. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told my mother that we should subscribe to PLDT DSL now that my not-so-special day is about to arrive. i'm bored with PLDT vibe. My father said that the PLDT would arrive in the afternoon so I waited....and..waited but no one came, not even my brother's friends came. LOL!! I got exasperated and dissapointed. Supposed to be right now, naka DSL na tong connection! Ohh mennn, badtrip!!!!!!!!!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BLAH BLAH.. hahah. alam ko it sounds idiotic but can you blame me?? i've never been this mesmerized before. (not to a celebrity before. bwahah.) and you know why??  because THIS IS THE FIRST TIME EVER THAT I'M CRUSHING ON A CELEBRITY! ha..ha..ha..ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the eff is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt grossed out with myself as I continued reading... Sobrang KORNY. Seriously. I sounded 'unlike me' compared to the me that is now. HAHA. But those are the past, and never will I be like that again. HAHA. I'm glad I molded into a better character. A better me. Bwahaha. Ahh, the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I'll go now.. I need some sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7987920345113987479?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7987920345113987479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7987920345113987479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7987920345113987479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7987920345113987479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_31.html' title='@__@'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8288200768452728813</id><published>2007-08-17T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:14:39.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wuhoo[?]</title><content type='html'>So no classes again eh? @_@ 5 straight days without school.. Think about it.. That's something to party about and at the same time to dislike..for me. I mean it's OK, 5 days ain't that long for my life to turn miserable just because I won't be seeing him. My days just wouldn't be complete. Haay see, I woke up having brutal muscle cramps in my back and neck. I I'm starting to cough again that might as well lead to asthma. Oh and I lost my voice singing out loud for the past 2 nights. I'm physically hurting.. HUHU. 5 days with such blessings. Great. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have ya heard the news about the 18 smuggled luxury cars bulldozed to scraps? @_@ Man, when I saw it on TV ready to get demolished, I felt a heart-break. As in.. Those defenseless, unarmed, unguarded, vulnerable, pityful LUXURY cars all lined up in a row ready for an end. Haay nakow.. Those were worth a total of 30M! Yes, the private sector said they could've auctioned it, I agree. But no one can stop PGMA's made up mind. She's a control freak! A control freak dog robot. Sunod sunuran kasi kay Bush. (HAHA okay, connection?) Ugh, going back to the smashed cars, yes, if they agreed to just auction it, they would earned a LOT of money.. Millions of money to help the poor people's lives! Think about it.. @_@ Think about the children! :)) Sobrang sayang. Tsk tsk.. Now that the cars are mere scraps now, they're planning to sell it for an estimated money of P150,000. What the hell?! Badtrip! There's a big difference between a million and a thousand. HAHA. Like I'm going to have a benefit if those cars didn't get bulldozed. Well Tanja agrees with me, others prolly too. @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay.. Elocution was supposed to take place yesterday but due to Super Typhoon E-GAY. Yeah that's how I call it. Elocutions got delayed again for the second time around. See, the typhoon's trippin' PAGASA. It's frivolling. The weather's pretty fine--for now. Haha... Hmm.. I don't want to waste this update 'cause I rarely talk about stuff that's been happening these days. @_@ HAHA.. Exams are nearing. I can barely wait for it to end! Make believe Trinoma Double Date will be for real!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8288200768452728813?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8288200768452728813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8288200768452728813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8288200768452728813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8288200768452728813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/08/wuhoo.html' title='Wuhoo[?]'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-670291737654680438</id><published>2007-08-12T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:09:19.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:|</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha! Maaaan I feel so stressed today.. I feel like collapsing onto my bed. @_@ The sleep over at Jai's house was hella fun! I knew it would turn out a blast although series of unfortunate events happened to me right then and there. But it didn't matter. Gaah I miss being with them them already. :)) We basically just played Wii, ate nonstop, played TWIST, sound tripped, shared ghost stories (eoh mah gahhd), picture picture, swam at noon, and many more. Gawd. I want to elaborate more the things that we did but I'm kind of out of words right now.. and I'm still really stressed out. I seriously need a cure to this torment. Where's Janmar when you need him?! HAHA. 'Cause yeah he's my panacea.. with just one look. @_@ But he isn't somewhere here soo.. Haay too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was that a bit cheesy? Wahaha. Hey, I tried to contain myself but I just couldn't!  :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-670291737654680438?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/670291737654680438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=670291737654680438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/670291737654680438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/670291737654680438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='(:|'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-9127353296266785971</id><published>2007-07-28T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:16:47.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Okaaay.. I'm so freakin' addicted to Paramore's Misery Business and to Hayley's overpowering high pitched shmexy magnificent voice. @_@ Makes me go nuts and lesbo over her. HAHA. Seriously. She's a real hot stuff. She has the looks and the voice. Plus, she's only 19 which makes people be overwhelmed with her talent. For me, her shmexy voice beats all the other female artists. Siguro sobrang asteeg pag pinagsama boses niya at boses ni Jared Leto or Ronnie Winter. Gawd. HAHA anyway, you guys should see this (if you haven't).. It's the acoustic live performance of Paramore at 97X Green Room. HAHA Wherever that is.. People who got to watch them there are so effing lucky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiR838VOCrA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiR838VOCrA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="340" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-9127353296266785971?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/9127353296266785971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=9127353296266785971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/9127353296266785971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/9127353296266785971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/07/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5048084168483052803</id><published>2007-07-15T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:03:48.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter sweet</title><content type='html'>:D Naranasan mo na bang tumakas? Tumakas ng walang paalam. Naranasan mo na bang magpa-extend ng oras? Ng nandyan na pala sundo mo kailangan DAW pumuntang Tagaytay kinabukasan. Naranasan mo na bang kabadtripan? Ng tito mo o ng kahit sino.. Naranasan mo na bang mag-enjoy ng todo? Kasama mga kaibigan mo chaka yung taong nagpapasaya sayo.. Eh naranasan mo na bang umuwi ng madaling araw? Alas tres lang naman.. Ehhh naranasan mo na bang saraduhan ng pinto at kumatok halos isang oras sa labas? At nung napagod ka na, sinubukan mong umakyat sa bubong at dun nalang magpalipas ng oras pero ang malas, hindi mo ma-abot yung chuvang akyatan kaya bumalik ka nalang sa kakakatok sa harap na pinto.. At naranasan mo na bang pag gising mo, ikaw agad yung hinahanap ng nanay mo sa YM? Tapos pag baba mo, badtrip pala sayo chaka sinabing "You're grounded! You're grounded &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for life&lt;/span&gt;!" Hm? Naranasan mo na yun? Ha? @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I have. All those happy, bad, sad and catastrophic things happened to me in the last 18 hours, and believe me, It was so fun I only hated the aftermath. And I swear not to make that happen again for the rest of the year..or at least I'll try not to. I've been a bad daughter, I admit. I've been hiding a lot of things from them I just couldn't let them know.. I'm scared. Effing scared that they might find out some things about what I do or what my secrets are.. But really, I don't have any vices to keep from them.. Only secrets.. Argh okaay, so I drink. Hell, I only drink illegally on occasions. And I haven't done anything scandalous that they'd freak out about when they find out. Hell NO. I'm still clean, inside and out.. I just hate the fact that they think of me differently among my siblings.. Am I that bad to their eyes? And I hate the fact that they throw statements such as "Siguro ganito ka no? Ganyan.." "Bakit ganyan, ganito?!" and "Gaganyan ganito ka na ah.." Haaaay basta it goes like that... I don't know what to do or what to say.. But I'm not frustrated at this point, and I thank God for that. @_@ Mom's a bit mad but I still managed to make her laugh though.. And dad...? Dad's fvcking home for crying out loud! Yep.. He's back..in flesh. It sucks but what the hell, I'm glad. Once again, I'm back being a little bird locked up in my little sweet cage for God knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Out of the blue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Gabo. HAHA. Thanks for the mmrs! I don't know if you'll ever read this but um.. I just want to say good luck to whatever path God takes you to! We'll surely miss you, Edward, Edmund and your oh-so hilarious and lively attitude. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll cut the crap. HAHA. I just had to blog all that's been bugging my head. Mmmhmm.. Anyway, have a good day! I'm audi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5048084168483052803?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5048084168483052803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5048084168483052803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5048084168483052803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5048084168483052803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweet-life.html' title='bitter sweet'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4019553887634635395</id><published>2007-07-13T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:47:12.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The usual Friday the 13th..</title><content type='html'>Haaay.. Attending school every weekday has been boring as ever @_@ but it had become way more hectic than ever. I seriously thank coffee for making me awake and attentive in class everyday all day long. HAHA. Hmm.. So anyway, I'm glad that we're already friggin' over with the Physics project. And the best part of it was.. We didn't expect that we were gonna freakin' ace it! Wahahaha. It feels good when hard work pays off. HAHA waw. @_@ Being the leader isn't my kind of thing 'cause I suck at it and I'm too lazy to remind people about things, plus, I'm not an overly dedicated person. I'm more of a lead follower than being the leader myself. In short, being the leader.. It's just not me. HAHA but oh well.. papel.. barbel.. Wahahaha the outcome was far better than what we expected. @_@ Kewl. Hmm anyway.. Going back to the topic about school.. Grabee.. I have a pile of school work to do.. Gahh I have two reports to finish till Sunday and I'll have those reported on Monday. HAHA. I'm pretty scared 'cause sometimes Teacher Maribel would ask hard questions to the reporter. And being the reporter means it's your duty to know every significant detail about your report so that you won't get a total humiliation when asked a question that you know in front of the class.. Well I guess that's just good luck to me &gt;.&lt; Mmmhmm.. Enough of school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee! I seriously thought my dad was gonna arrive today as in ngayong Friday. Sus! Hindi pa pala! And then I thought he was gonna come home on Sunday.. pero sus! Hindi pa rin pala! @_@ Grabeetyy he's coming home on the 22nd of July pa pala! Sows.. And that means I still have one more week that I could freely waste outside the school.. I could still commute next week. HAHA.. And be with... :} HAHA.  I'm gonna make lubos-lubos the numbered days I'm left with before father comes home. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. One last thing to end this entry.. HAHA. I'm still freaked out that FOB's coming here in the Philippines. My parents already allowed me and my sister to go to the concert but I know they'll freak out when they find out about the price of the tickets. Pero come on, this IS Fall Out Boy dudes!! Waste all your money if you have to for your own sensuality 'cause this is like a once in a life time experience to see FOB LIVE dito sa Pinas. It's a must-watch concerttttttt dammit.. I could die in any moment in front of Pete Wentz or Patrick Stump.. HAHA joke lang exagge masyado. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4019553887634635395?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4019553887634635395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4019553887634635395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4019553887634635395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4019553887634635395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/07/usual-friday-13th.html' title='The usual Friday the 13th..'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5020000789669381391</id><published>2007-07-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:20:18.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>Haaay out of boredom I just decided to post. @_@ What a boring Saturday compared to last week. Pfsh.. Too bad I wasn't able to go to our reunion at Akiko's house.. Gaahh.. If I were there I wouldn't be bored this much.. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heard&lt;/span&gt; there's gonna be inuman session in the evening.. HUHU. I'll miss it. I feel like I need a dose of alcohol. (WTF. Oh nooo tell me I just didn't say that) X_x. Wala na.. I'm just sooo problematic slash perplexed recently.. I don't know what to do with this kind of situation. I've asked 2 people for advice but it wasn't much of a help. Though, there's one I'd mull over. Mahirap nga lang.. I know alcohol's not a solution, na-uhh. It's just that.. I simply want to drink...Gahh, stop. OMG.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't me&lt;/span&gt;. This is sickening.. Well If you're wondering what my problem is.. It's basically nothing but crap for all of you to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.. Gee Way... @_@ Dad's gonna be home in 8 days. Fudge! My 'parent-free' days are soon to be OVAH! Well that's how I like to term it. When dad gets home.. There'll be those old restrictions again.. We'll be back with our 9PM curfew, no more late gimmicks (you can slash out 'late' @_@), and I'm back being observed and disliked. HAHA. I'll hate it but I'm so freakin' ready for it! What more if it was my mom to go home too? Gawd.. Just the thought of it friggin' tears me apart! Haay.. I'm gonna make damn sure that they don't find out about my little secret. :} &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, why am I like this? I'm being mean and rebellious. Hmm... This is so not me. Or is it.. Haay.. I hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5020000789669381391?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5020000789669381391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5020000789669381391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5020000789669381391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5020000789669381391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7694392392369609775</id><published>2007-07-04T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:01:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>063007</title><content type='html'>Gorr.. Pimplesssss.. Sheet why did pimples suddenly popped out on my face?! HAHA puberty?! Nooo.. Well yeah, but nooo still. Not unless it's a red alert sign. I'm starting to grow pimples on my cheeks. For the record, I never grew a pimple on the cheek before. And I'm starting to grow more on the forehead again. Fvck. I hope it'll all disappear. Okay, I still have shitload of schoolwork that's left for me to finish so I'm gonna cut the cuhh-rap now and get done with it. Buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Asteeg. Di pa rin ako makapaniwala. There's still this hang over last Sat.  inside me that I can't get over yet.. HAHA. NO, it's not brought by the alcohol.. It's about what happened back there @_@ I keep getting these flashbacks... Ohh the memories are just mere illusions now. Okaay CUT. June 30, 2007 10:43PM. That's the date to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7694392392369609775?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7694392392369609775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7694392392369609775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7694392392369609775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7694392392369609775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/07/063007.html' title='063007'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6952285313832072462</id><published>2007-06-26T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:20:32.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmhmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of IT, this smile won't come off! I get absent-minded in school discussions (though it's all good I haven't flunk anything), midnight daydreams, nocturnal thoughts. I think of IT from time to time. And when I think of IT, I think of "@_@" likewise.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to know.&lt;br /&gt;This.. This IT&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just can't hide nemor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. You guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm hungry and in need of fsoog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Naah.. But you know what..&lt;br /&gt;IT @_@ is infinity times better than being hungry and needing fsoog. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6952285313832072462?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6952285313832072462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6952285313832072462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6952285313832072462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6952285313832072462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/mmhmm.html' title='Mmhmm..'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6940607933135411700</id><published>2007-06-24T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T19:16:07.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because you have stolen my umbrella @_@</title><content type='html'>What's with the weird title? Gahh! It's because this freakin' Last Song Syndrome has gone too much inside my head! @_@ Know what makes it worse? Dudeeee, it's not just one song that's stuck in my head, but THREE! As in.. To the highest levehehehel.. How the f*@&amp;^#!c*k do you get rid of it?? Naman ehh.. HAHA. Kasi kasi kasi... Gahh.. What songs, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stolen&lt;br /&gt;-Because of You&lt;br /&gt;-Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. See, it all started last Wednesday morning when I heard Yel singing the song Stolen.. Actually matagal na talaga akong nakikinig ng Stolen, it's just that the song never really got stuck in my head until Yols sang it with me over and over again.. Gahh. It didn't end there. Then the next day...Thursday, it was Math time and we had a seat work and I had Yols as my partner, and she kept on singing the chorus of Umbrella. Gawd it really got me.. The chorus man! Gahh.. Then later on.. Tanja was talking about Ne-Yo's new song entitled Because of You. And because of you, TANJA :|, when I got home from school, I downloaded it and looped it in my iPod. Blah blah.. And I got it played endless all night. Grabee.. Tapos nung Friday Me and Yols were like almost inseparable all day.. Imagine how she kept on singing Umbrella with enthusiasm. Gahh @__@ So now.. The upshot is that I'm... hearing those 3 songs inside my head in a mixed tune with a dash of an uncertain mood which makes me rather want to go to school&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; now&lt;/span&gt; than do nothing but concede with this insanity. Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tell me I just didn't blog about crap. @_@ OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did! ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6940607933135411700?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6940607933135411700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6940607933135411700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6940607933135411700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6940607933135411700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/because-you-have-stolen-my-umbrella.html' title='because you have stolen my umbrella @_@'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1434368044582863934</id><published>2007-06-23T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:13:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balang araw</title><content type='html'>New laaaaayout. @_@ Anyway.. Hayy.. It was a busy week we had. Gahh passing the UP application thing was a struggle to some of us. Good thing I had my uncle to pass it. @_@ What's the highlight of the week? It's it's it's... Vic's sweet sixteenth birthday! Her birthday is actually comprised of Party + Inuman + Sleepover and it's all gonna happen @ their house on the 30th of June. HAHAHA. Uso na talaga ang inuman sa mga birthdays. It's soo nooooormal for teenagers with raging hormones to party and get intoxicated once in a while. Hayy.. I better be careful because my drinking isn't legal to my parents.. And once they find that out..... Ewan ko nalang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm....(*@~!%#*&amp;amp;!^!#~?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1434368044582863934?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1434368044582863934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1434368044582863934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1434368044582863934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1434368044582863934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/balang-araw.html' title='balang araw'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1729248844767726902</id><published>2007-06-15T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:08:39.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>SCHOOL? HAHA. A lot changed. New students especially Koreans have invaded Seed once more. @_@ Gawd.. Koreans are scattered all over the school grounds. Pati si Cholo! Namamalikmatahan ko nang Koreano. HAHA. But here's a theory, just a little bit more and you'll see, Koreans will outnumber the Filipinos studying in Seed. HAHA. Hmmmmm.. Kaya bumabango lalo school eh. HAHA. I won't kid since it's utterly true. Anywaaaay.. Okay, my 1st day of school was a total blow slash bad luck. I was kind of hoping that I'll have a good day because my morning started out really fine. Basta. In the classroom.. Parang wala akong malay.. Gorr.. We had this listening test in English in which I got 9/20 'cause I didn't pay attention much to Teacher Maribel when she was reading.. And I didn't also know that we'll have a seat work after she reads about the Dulal thing.. HAHAHA. So I got the score I deserved. Gahh.. -_- Another thing that made my day a downfall was this game we had in Physics. Yep.. It's called 'Pass the Message'.. At wala nanaman akong malay.. Ugh basta... Complicated long story.. The good part is, we won. But before that happened, I made a complete stupidity of myself. Hayy. There are a lot of reasons why I seriously hated that day. I just don't want to make this post novel-like.. Anyway, 2nd day? Much much better than the 1st..and Today..still, nothing beats the 2nd day. And yeah, lots of headache-triggering schoolworks still. ChisMAX rin meron agad. Galeng no? @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh almost forgottt.. Rocks is officially in 4-B already. @_@ And I'm in this phase where I'm still not used to see all the transferred students from the A section in our class.. It's all new and it's all good. But that doesn't mean I'm starting to like school. Hah. NO way, Gerard Way! Neheheverrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1729248844767726902?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1729248844767726902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1729248844767726902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1729248844767726902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1729248844767726902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_15.html' title='???'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4971977763333666840</id><published>2007-06-12T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:38:18.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the date?</title><content type='html'>Okaayy. So you all know what's the date tomorrow. HAHA. It's gonna be the last first day of our batch in Seed. HUHU. I know it's still a long way to go before we graduate but obviously, I really don't want to leave High School. Okay, enough before I go cheesy. I'll save the drama for the next 10 months before graduation then we can all go to Bora and get the partey started! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. So I'm gonna start this entry last Sunday up to Today. This is gonna be a long one, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Sunday. It was not much of a boring day for me because it was totally a boring one. But not until Geeno informed me that we'll go to Eastwood on Monday. Thing is, the day after that day IS Monday! Yeah I got all excited 'cause we'll hang out together for the last time before school starts. But then I had 50:50 chance of going because my mom doesn't reply to my offline messages and a mail which I sent in that night. Gahh! It was a bit struggle 'cause I really want to go. HAHA. Not that I'm desperate because Kurt said I was. HAHA. Going back to my story.. So I really wanted to go. And that night I couldn't sleep because insomnia attacked.. I like, slept at 4AM and woke up quarter to 7AM? Basta.. Talk about baggy eyes. HAHA. Eyebags. Urgh. I was beginning to alleviate a bit of it til that happened.. So morning came and I went online hoping that my mom had replied already..but nah she hasn't. And there I just waited for my mom to get online so that I'd know whether she allows me..or not. HAHA. OKAAAY. &gt;&gt;FF&gt;&gt; But she didn't! She didn't get online. Nyehe. I was like ZOMGWTFSHHT! I'm not going anymore! Naah. Not until I had the idea of still going but just without their permission. Yes, I'm such a rebel. HAHA. Come on, who wouldn't get that idea when both of your parents are millions of miles away from you?Atleast I still informed them. Yeah so.. Continue.. Blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before Ewud.. Karen went here that morning 'cause we had a plan that we'll go swimming. We swam for like half an hour. It was hot. Morning was hot. Though I didn't turn nigger. HAHA. I kid. My skin didn't turn brown. Thank you God. Karen's skin did and happy was she. Heehee. Yep.. The day's just starting... &gt;&gt;FF again&gt;&gt; Okay! We girls, Tin, me and Yel went to Ewud earlier than the guys. When we got to Ewud, we saw.... Iaan V.! So happy seeing him.. Yeah I kind of missed kidding with him. So there, blah blah.. We picked the movie 'Meet the Robinsons' HAHA. Funny movie for kids. And hell yeah we're still kids! :P I pretty much liked Goob's character 'cause we both have something in common. @_@ Nyehe. Wala lang. Just sharing. So there.. After 1 and a half hour, we roamed around.. Ate at Teriyaki Boy. And boy, did we had big bucks to pay after. HAHA. Gorr.. Talk about losing money and being broke again. Hayy.. *sniff* I owe people money. HUHU. So my allowance for Wednesday's not upon my hands to waste. @_@ Okay, going back again, er.. Gahh.. I think that's pretty much it. HAHA. Well the rest of the story goes history anyway.. Basta it was hella fun that day. Bwahaha. Thanks to my so-called FRIENDS. Nyehe. Basically that's it. HAHA. Basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I even close this entry, I just want you all to know that.. The package is arriving today! Wuhoo! Fun fun fun. Ewwkay, bye now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4971977763333666840?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4971977763333666840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4971977763333666840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4971977763333666840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4971977763333666840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-date.html' title='what&apos;s the date?'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-9135960372626601704</id><published>2007-06-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:42:49.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>June 13. Yep. That's when our Senior year kicks off. HUHU. As some of you all know it's also gonna be our last year in Seed. Gahh. I don't want to go to college. I wanna skip it and graduate as a [pre-med] Nurse already then I'll fly off to California and live in OC or Laguna Beach. HAHA. Yep. That's what I'm looking forward after 5[or 6] years. Hopefully. I'm gonna make the best out of it this year. HAHA. Though I'm not promising. It'll be hard 'cause I need to be responsible enough and not be a complete lazy ass about when it comes to school work. Pif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. And yes, summer's OVAH! I'm so glad. HAHA. Summer SUCKED for me. This summer is by far,the most boring summer I've ever had. I'm hopeful next year's summer would be great. I hope I hope I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but there are a few things that I'll really miss during the summer:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping verrrry late&lt;br /&gt;2. Long marathons [Heroes, FRIENDS, Prison Break, Joey and The OC]&lt;br /&gt;3. Review Classes [HAHA. For the record, I DON'T miss the review, I'll miss being in Katipunan with Pre. Our Jollibee merienda break/s, laughing at our review classmates just because Geeno would make fun of them asking silly and annoying questions, the tapping of pencil for how many times on the table while we're having a quiz, and lastly, Geeno's loud sipping behavior of Tropicoolers. :))]&lt;br /&gt;4. Confe galore [GRABE. I survived a month without it. LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm done with the before school preparations. Y'know.. Shopping of school supplies, covering and labeling of books. Yep. Our maids did all those. I did a little help though. HAHA. Ugh. I am so not excited about school. @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-9135960372626601704?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/9135960372626601704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=9135960372626601704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/9135960372626601704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/9135960372626601704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7347711873591547809</id><published>2007-06-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:55:15.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahaha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; K, I've nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7347711873591547809?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7347711873591547809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7347711873591547809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7347711873591547809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7347711873591547809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7307635058994566487</id><published>2007-06-01T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:04:02.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>I feel so good today. Yup. It's already FriMor and 13 more hours til I take that freakishly dreaded ACET Simulated Exam. HAHA. After that, mag-paparty ako. Alone. Hahaha. Atleast there's something to celebrate about. @_@ Oh wait, Geeno and I are going to Mcdo! That's the celebration. With Katipunan peeps. HAHA. Joke. I didn't even make any friends in the review center. Well, I think I did, but we just know each other by name and other friends were like some sort of stalkers. Tss. I don't know how the hell did they get my number. I'm not being anti-social or whatever, it's just that.. I don't feel that I need new friends. HAHA. Waw ah. Weird. So anyway, gaahh.. 13 more days and it's back to school. Huhuhu. To tell you the truth, I still don't want to go to school.. Yet. Maybe. Because whenever I think or hear the word 'school' (like right now), all that's dominating my thoughts is "schoolwork". Yep. My brain's worn out and I mean it. I desperately need 24 hours of nonstop sleep. Gahh.. When will that happen? Maybe when I'm uber drunk. Haha. Yeah, I need to be unsober. Rakks, sama ME sa party mo. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owkay. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7307635058994566487?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7307635058994566487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7307635058994566487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7307635058994566487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7307635058994566487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/06/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-335001956266492784</id><published>2007-05-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:54:12.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagalog random</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha.... Grabe.. Magtatagalog ako ngayon kasi ang sakit ng jaw ko nanaman. Okay na eh.. Tapos nung humikab ako kanina sa review class biglang nagcrack. Ahuhuhu. Well anyway, nahihirapan akong magenglish. Wahahaha. Dahil nga sa jaw ko. &lt;em&gt;Can't think properly&lt;/em&gt;. Wahahaha. Labow. Basta get the point. @_@ Anyway puro nosebleed naman mga past posts ko. Hehe. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;Grabe! So far I'm still alive. HAHA. 3 weeks nakong nagsusurvive sa review classes. Whaaat. Nakakamatay na pala yun? @_@ and the good news for me is.. Next week na magtatapos! Wuhoo! Party to pramis. Tapos na ang hell month..pero lapit na school. Wahahaha. Hell School Year naman. Wahaha. Pero hi! Mas okay pa rin ang school no, may mga activities and programs.. Basta! You get the point. Eventhough I hate dragging myself every morning to go to school, okay lang, atleast hindi stiff like sa review class..at marami pang rason. Hahaha. Ano ba yan, puro review classes nalang lagi topic! HAHA. Badtrip talaga. Basta next week, June 1 party! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. Well, dami na nagsasabi na ma-shushuffle daw talaga yung mga sections. Wahaha. Daw nga eh tapos talaga pa. @_@ Hayy basta ayoko mahiwalay kay Tirol at Ka. Hahahaha. Magwawala ako pag nahiwalay ako sakanila... Sila ang nakakaintindi ng ugali ko eh. HAHA. Na may tama talaga ako sa utak. Sakanila ko talaga kinoconfide lahat ng nararamdaman ko. XD Yeahp. Oks.. oks enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Seryoso, ang bilis ng araw.. sobrang daming nangyari ngayong summer.....Sa YM. Wahahahaha. Seriously. Yung summer ko ngayon sa YM na nag-revolve. HAHA. Eh kasi naman eh, dapat punta kami US eh may review ako tsaka umuwi relatives ko. Sayang! Sana nasa Disneyland na kami ni Tirol kasama si Kurt pati ka-hang out namin ang FOB sa NY Times Square. HAHA. CA to NY. :} Hehe. But NAH.. There's always next time for that. Hayy. Miss ko na talaga yung confe galore namin! The Frio! The Hotters. &lt;em&gt;Save the Hotter, save the World. -Geeno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Ngayong month, halos magunaw mundo ko. Well, not really. HAHA. Lots of ups and downs.  Halos mabaliw ako ng todo gabi gabi. @_@ Actually nabaliw na pala ako. Gabi gabi. HAHAHA. Hayy.. naman.. Kasi ano eh. Tapos ang tagal rin pala nung package. Sa June 11 or 12 or 13 pa raw.. HAHA. Whaat. Labo nun ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nababaliw nanaman yata ako ngayon. HAHA. Whatev. This post is soo random. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Pete and Kurt in advance!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-335001956266492784?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/335001956266492784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=335001956266492784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/335001956266492784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/335001956266492784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagalog-random.html' title='tagalog random'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7098233563462146913</id><published>2007-05-17T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:17:36.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake me up when june 1 ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Badtrip talagah. I'll be a loner tomorrow because Geeno had his finger sprained which means he'll be having one of his best days ever, but then again, with a sprained finger. But hey, it doesn't matter, he's skipping a day of review class. It's more fun that way. I hope to get LBM. HAHA. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAAH. I just remembered.. 2 months ago, I thought I wanted to attend review classes the whole summer. I mean, what the hell? What the F was I thinking?! I thought of that because I never thought review classes would be such a pain in the neck, ass, back. Lahat na! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy.. T_T There's a 50 item quiz in Math tomorrow and I'm sitting right next to a nerdy boy who keeps on hitting my shoulder everytime he writes. But he was absent yesterday and today so there was no problem. Hayy... Do you know? Classes will start on the 13th of June. I thought it will be on the 18th. Wala lang. It's just that.. We Seedistas will have less than a month to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy &lt;/span&gt;summer vacation. Hayy... I'm a Senior already. AHAHAAAH! And we're the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;School Royalties&lt;/span&gt; already. AHAHAHAAH! Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu. T_T&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/21039114-7098233563462146913?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7098233563462146913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7098233563462146913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7098233563462146913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7098233563462146913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-na-po-please.html' title='wake me up when june 1 ends.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-806612049898992571</id><published>2007-05-14T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:17:34.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help? Someone?'/><title type='text'>dear diary</title><content type='html'>Ahhs.. After recalling my dream last night, I suddenly felt that my life is spiraling downward. I had a sudden worry about a few things.. I wish I knew how to say it. Badtrip talagah. Omfg. I just realized that it has been long since I last experienced 'badtripness' (if there's such a term) and I'm currently getting mixed up feelings..! &lt;em&gt;Blender? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahp. Back to review classes again today and I'm a bit saddened it didn't rain. Review classes. I just hate it to the nth power. I don't care whether(or not) I pass the quizzes nor the exams that they will be giving, I just want to get a recall of all the past topics in the past years and I'll just find time to review it all on my own. They're really brutal giving an exam-like quiz. Not to mention that it's&lt;em&gt; everyday&lt;/em&gt;. I know, I know.. Ganun talaga. But. Gahh.. I get my eyes all watery just by listening to the teacher and following their handwriting as it shifts in different directions across the board. What's happening is, I lose my concentration to the topic. And sometimes, I hear what the teacher is discussing but I don't get it. I get stunned into blankness. Do some you have some tips on helping me in this kind of situation? Come on.. I can't help myself. Gahh. I couldn't listen to my iPod 'cause its earphones got f-ing busted. I know.. Ang malas. Badtrip na nga, malas pa. How great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............... ............. ....... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ugh.. I don't know diary, sometimes I feel like you're the only one that gets me eventhough I don't say everything to you in here. People will read. HAHA. Duh. But you know all those.. I know you know. I'm glad I have you to write in my feelings. Well, except the deep ones. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm crazy. I feel like tacos. &lt;em&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-806612049898992571?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/806612049898992571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=806612049898992571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/806612049898992571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/806612049898992571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-diary.html' title='dear diary'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6256471539533631678</id><published>2007-05-13T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:07:48.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>Gaahh. HAHA. After 1 week and 3 days I've managed to update. Nakakatamad naman kasi. @_@ Wahaha lalang. Grabe it's so f-ing boring RIGHT NOW right at this very moment. Review classes again tomorrow! Gahh. Hiro Nakamura! Please lang, paki-fast forward na sa June 2! HAHA. I know you can do it! Kasi naman.. Review classes.. It's 100% brutally agonizing yet 100% helpful so that you'll be able to recall all the past lessons in 1st and 2nd year. @_@ So complex. See, they give a quiz with a total of more or less 60 items a day! I only get a half of the total score and it's not even the passing score. Piff.. Everyone else gets low scores too, except the Nerdy Boys. Yep. Gimme some brain of yours. Wahaha. Jke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.... Highway... Subway.. Gerard Way. Nyehe. Grr.. Remember the post concerning about my jaw? The one wherein I said there that there's something wrong with it? Well.. You know.. After I ate peanut/s coated with wine the condition got worse. It's like it's somewhat..somehow fractured. I personally think I'm experiencing lock-jaw but I don't really know if it IS lock-jaw 'cause I've never experienced it before, and this pain is new to me. I'm having a hard time masticating food, talking and yawning and the like. In other words, I'm having a hard time opening my mouth. HAHA. So it IS a lock-jaw then? Gahh. I don't want to end up getting surgery. God, please no. Not now.. Not EVAH! Screw lock jaw! HAHA. Eventhough it's screwed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. It's raining in summer! So good to see people wearing jackets in Katipunan including me. @_@ Weather feels good. Oohs and ahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu. School is nearing.. HAHA. Yes people. A few weeks more until school starts. Bwahahaha. Oh nothing.. Just a reminder incase you guys are oh-so merrily enjoying your summer vacation or you just really hate school. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Mother's Day to my Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6256471539533631678?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6256471539533631678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6256471539533631678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6256471539533631678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6256471539533631678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-6103356813270135163</id><published>2007-05-03T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:20:54.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spidey 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gVI0eaxkek/RjmbJ86K84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mebMEzZfUHA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gVI0eaxkek/RjmbJ86K84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mebMEzZfUHA/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060246251598705538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we already watched Spiderman Three. Wuhoo! Nag EWUD na rin sa wakas. I got home at 12am and that's the farthest time I've gotten home late. But it was worth it. The movie was OK but compared to the previous Spiderman movies, this one has a lot of action and conflict. Haha. In one of the scenes, Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire) turned into some emo-looking bad ass boy who dances, points his index finger to ladies in public and much more. That was really weird but funny. Also, I find it quite alarming that MJ (Kirsten Dunst) sings. Gawd, I didn't like it. It was horrible, her lipsync sucks dude. (hah, no offense) And whatta bout that flashy meteor thing that smashed into Earth and oozed a slithery black slime that's clearly up to no good? Where the hell did it come from? I mean-- It was out of nowhere when it came. Dun pa sa scene mismo where MJ and Peter were making out. Whatever.. Topher Grace (Black Venom) was awesome. I didn't like his hairdo that much. He looked like some Paparazzi along with a camera in a blonde gangster hairdo. When he talks, naiimagine ko siya sa That '70s Show, I see the Eric Forman character in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so anyway, people still say &lt;span class="normalfont"&gt;Spider-Man 3 is critic-proof, so chillax and enjoy it. Millions of people especially kids still overwhelmingly love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*** Out of nowhere ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shocks. It's offical. I'm a loner in my review class. Oh well. I just have to deal with it. Huhu.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-6103356813270135163?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/6103356813270135163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=6103356813270135163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6103356813270135163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/6103356813270135163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/spidey-3.html' title='Spidey 3'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gVI0eaxkek/RjmbJ86K84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mebMEzZfUHA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-4578253750300637513</id><published>2007-05-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:39:25.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mocking me</title><content type='html'>I feel so good today. Yup. It's already FriMor and 13 more hours til I take that freakishly dreaded ACET Simulated Exam. HAHA. After that, mag-paparty ako. Alone. Hahaha. Atleast there's something to celebrate about. @_@ Oh wait, Geeno and I are going to Mcdo! That's the celebration. With Katipunan peeps. HAHA. Joke. I didn't even make any friends in the review center. Well, I think I did, but we just know each other by name and other friends were like some sort of stalkers. Tss. I don't even know how the hell did they get my number. I'm not being anti-social or whatever, it's just that.. I don't feel that I need new friends. HAHA. Waw ah. Weird. So anyway, gaahh.. 13 more days and it's back to school. Huhuhu. To tell you the truth, I still &lt;em&gt;don't want to go to school&lt;/em&gt;.. Yet. Maybe. I don't know.. Because when I think or hear the word 'school' &lt;em&gt;(like right now),&lt;/em&gt; all that's dominating my thoughts is "schoolwork". Yep. My brain's worn out and I mean it. I desperately need 24 hours of nonstop sleep. Gahh.. When will that happen? Maybe when I'm uber drunk. Haha. Yeah, I need to be unsober. Rakks, sama ME sa party mo. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owkay.. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4578253750300637513?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4578253750300637513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4578253750300637513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4578253750300637513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4578253750300637513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/05/mocking-me.html' title='mocking me'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-565860018046183683</id><published>2007-04-30T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:17:06.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say what?</title><content type='html'>Eoh mahh gahh. Guess what time I woke up today? Bwahaha. I woke up at 3:15pm! Ahahah. Oh nothing, just sharing. I had orange juice and chips ahoy for breakfast. Haha I know it's way too afternoon for it to be called a "breakfast" but what the hell, right? I'm trying not to eat too much. No, I'm not having a diet 'cause I don't know how to manage it. Garbe talagah ang fsoog. Right now I'm smelling fsoog again. It's so sinful but I must resist it. &gt;:}~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbe talagah. It's May already!.. Tomorrow! @_@ I can hardly wait for my relatives to come home on May 5th. Aww, that's also the date where Chantel will depart. Ngayon palang sinasabi ko na, Tirol yung pasalubong na sinasabi mo ah! Bwahahaha. Tengs talagah. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbe talagah ulit. Mga chismax galowre dyan, I'm greeting you all a Merry Chismax and a Blabby New Year! Ang chuvah nyo! Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wahahahuhu. 6 days more to go 'till review classes kicks off. Waa! Need pa pala ng books! Gawd, 1,400php @_@ gimme a break. My mother will kill me for asking too much, especially when comes to financial matters. Oh and wait, kaasar, wala na daw slot sa LSC Katips! Geenooww pano na yan?! ADMU nalang raw. T-TH-S pero come on, 8am-5pm. ZOMFGWTFSHHHHT, right?? That's 9 friggin' hours, man! Grr. I'm gonna be a loner too. Huhu. Yes way Gerard Way! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and 2 more days 'till EWUD.  Mmyeah, Spiderman 3. @_@ Topher Grace from That '70s Show is included in the movie. He looks a lot like Toby Maguire. Aheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-565860018046183683?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/565860018046183683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=565860018046183683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/565860018046183683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/565860018046183683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/random.html' title='say what?'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8570953545700915400</id><published>2007-04-29T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:36:32.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna be anything other than me</title><content type='html'>Know what? I was browsing on Yahoo and I stumbled upon a website where people share their secrets. It may be about anything you want to share. It's cool reading other people's confession about a particular thing. Some share about their deepest desires, their dirty little secrets, disappointments, hatred, others even share about their sexual desires which I find a bit outrageous and much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random secrets that I want to share (they're not mine):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with a lot of men, because i love sex and im never satisfied with one man!! It's like when i finish [omitted obscenity] i can go for like 4 more rounds back to back in one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long Ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did drugs freshman year and i want to do them again.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;Just because they made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;They made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I think about them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is no one would know or notice.&lt;br /&gt;They never did before...when it was most apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the saddest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love My Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But his friend was better in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pregnant By My Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with my brother, and we slept together. Now I think i'm Pregnant. I don't know how to tell my mother, and I haven't told my brother yet. He's 24 and i'm 19. I'm scared this will break our family apart and people will think i'm werid. I don't know what to do, or how I should bring this up, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm A Liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have lied my way through life.  I always tell people what I think they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not even know who the real me is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get out of my element and discover who I am.  I feel like I need to start all over.  I am missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wish it was me instead of you that was taken that night. When your heart stopped beating...mine did too. I'm lost without you and I will never forgive myself for letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 18 when I had an abortion and i've never forgiven myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Don't Love Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hate my reflection. I have been bulimic for four years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flat Chested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm ashamed to have no boobs. I'm not even slim. It disgusts me. I'm 17 and wonder if they'll ever come, especially since I started my periods at 11. I wear gel bras, chicken fillets and padding.. I'm scared that no-one will like me if they see the 'real' me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wet the bed for 6 years. The last time was when I was 12 &amp; in 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12-year Secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have been in love with the same man for 12 years- and I'm 24. I haven't seen him in 6 years- and I even got married, because I know I will only be in love once in my whole life- and he doesn't want me. I would do anything in the WORLD he asked me to do.. and I know I will be unhappy for the rest of my life with out him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Haunts Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was sexually assaulted by 3 different people when I was very young. All of them were very close to me. They lost my trust, and my respect. Its over 10 years later since my youngest assualt... I'm 14. I didn't cry when one of them died, when one of them left me for jail (drinking.) In fact, I'm still waiting for karma to get the last person. He lives with me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have the perfect boyfriend who aims to please me and wants to marry me soon as we are done with high school. But I'm breaking up with him. I can't stand to feel loved by anyone, or I am afraid I will start to trust them. And the same thing will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Child Services don't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You left me today, and you didn't even care.  I want to kill myself, but I don't have the guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wished and wished for a reason to justify the hate and repulsion I have for you.Finally last week you shoved me and told me you couldnt care less what happen to me. Now a week has past and we havent spoken since. I wish I had never made that wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Don't Want To Live Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I fail in every way possible. I don't want to live anymore. There is no reason for me to live. I just feel like killing myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want To Be A Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I am perfectly happy being a man. Still, for as long as I can remember, I have felt a strong desire/longing to be a woman and not a man. It's not something that I would ever do anything about, but I still feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Most of the secrets are depressing. It's such a sad thing. Heehee. If you want to read more secrets, click &lt;a href="http://www.secretchest.com/categories/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8570953545700915400?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8570953545700915400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8570953545700915400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8570953545700915400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8570953545700915400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/know-what-i-was-browsing-on-yahoo-and-i.html' title='i don&apos;t wanna be anything other than me'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7569667157397195371</id><published>2007-04-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:44:01.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy..</title><content type='html'>OMFG. Yesterday and today.. No words could explain how I pigged out so much. I hated it. I spent 200php for food. I ate a lot at Vic's house, here at my house and at an open establishment nearby too. Dammit. I can't believe I'd pig out with friends. I feel so f-ing heavy right now..it's like I have a 20 pound snake in my stomach and it aches like...i don't know. If you think that I need to have some business to be done, well no I don't. It just feels so damn heavy I can't walk properly. I'm sitting right now and you know what that means. Yeah, my stomach will bloat. I hate this. I made a decision that I'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to skip meals and not eat too much. Ugh.. But anyway, I still had 2 days of quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go to Vic's house since there were only a few people online and I was bored to death. There.. we.. ate. Whatever. I also got the chance to meet Demi. Aheehee. She was pretty nice and cool to be with. Yehess. We went to Mapayapa to do whatever. Hah..ahah. No, They're the only ones who will like..whatever. So there.. I was actually just walking along with them while they were talking. Ehe. It was sad. But Demi is a nice person. She really is. Wala lang. After the that, Vic and I went back to her house and watched One Tree Hill. Owmaygawd, I never thought I'd like it. See, I don't watch drama series 'cause I thought it'll be hard for me to get the whole enchalada but then Vic said I should try to watch it. So I did and it turns out to be a great show for me after all, although it was pretty hard for me to understand what's going on 'cause we watched the 3rd Season. I'll just buy a DVD soon. @_@ So there, Karen came to sleep at my house. I got home 10pm. @_@ Mmmkay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7am. I knew I'd wake up too early. It's so awkward sleeping with someone. Karen got all the space in my bed and I was almost falling. :{ Anyway, we ate breakfast and got back in bed to sleep. Hah..ahah. Wala lang. Nagising kami ng 12nn. @_@ Grabe need sleep pa rin. Ehe. Chantel came at 3pm. Blah, blah, blah... Had laugh trips and watched Friends. &lt;em&gt;How you doin`?&lt;/em&gt; Walked in the rain with umbrellas. Yep. Went in my room to tsubah. Hahaha. Whatever. @_@ Got very heavy and I'm typing right now. Doi?! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Aww man! The boys are so lucky today. Man, I wish I was a boy. Ehe. NOT. Pero still, nakakainggit. Parteyy mode. Aheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. One more week left and it's review classes. Wahuhuhu. From what I've been hearing lately.... Review classes sucks. Not only that, it's also hard and it triggers headache. But there's no turning back now. MAN! We saw Karen's enrollment receipt in LSC and guess what?! It says there that she's having morning classes. Daymn. And I took afternoon classes to be with her. Argh, she has got to re-schedule her time. Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7569667157397195371?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7569667157397195371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7569667157397195371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7569667157397195371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7569667157397195371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/heavy.html' title='Heavy..'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-2127349327945383736</id><published>2007-04-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:25:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatevs!</title><content type='html'>Eow mahh gahh.. It's f-ing boring! Today I just like..sat infront of the TV and laughed while watching Friends. It has a lot of humor and stupidity same with That '70s Show although there are differences in which I'm too lazy to distinguish. Err.. I miss Heroes. It's been a while since I last seen the characters on TV. LOL. As much as I want to watch the whole Season 1 again, I refuse to watch it because I don't usually watch repeated series shows that lasts for about 40+ minutes. It kind of bores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have you heard the song The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars? If you haven't you must download it and listen to Jared Leto's voice because his voice is handsome. Really. He's so awesome but nothing beats Gee Way and his voice. Agree? Yup, agree. But really.. Jared Leto's voice is handsome and so is he..oh but don't ever forget about Gerard Way. Don't ever forget about me! Hah. I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. I must go out before the week ends.  Gahh I'm in need of laughtrip with people who're close to me. (you guys, come here on Friday, okay?) @_@ 6 more days and it's gonna be May. Gosh I'm excited about a few things but there's one thing I'm not excited about. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-2127349327945383736?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/2127349327945383736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=2127349327945383736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2127349327945383736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/2127349327945383736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/whatevs.html' title='Whatevs!'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3649286791178924652</id><published>2007-04-23T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:18:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>Finally. I'm finally enrolled in LSC and took afternoon classes since Karen doesn't have anyone to be with. I thought I won't be able to enroll again due to lack of gas..so yeah. Oh yeah, on our way to LSC, we saw a huge smoke near UP. We didn't see what was burning though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! My cousin Dave is here. Some of you &lt;em&gt;probably &lt;/em&gt;know him by name because if you happen to stumble upon my page in Friendster, he's always in my testicoms section. Psh. I'm really gonna have to be ready for some random interrogations later. Ugh, I just know I will. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie Monster! :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3649286791178924652?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3649286791178924652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3649286791178924652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3649286791178924652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3649286791178924652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_23.html' title='~'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4606377378275104996</id><published>2007-04-21T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:26:42.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you very much.</title><content type='html'>Okayyy.. Everything that I said about Limewire is now trash. Kasi, after I downloaded the stupid thing, and launched it, NOTHING changed. All of those 650+ songs are still there. Major crap. I thought I'd spend infinite hours downloading every song I had. Atleast I didn't have to. Man, what a relief. @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4606377378275104996?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4606377378275104996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4606377378275104996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4606377378275104996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4606377378275104996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you-very-much.html' title='thank you very much.'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-172019694749439897</id><published>2007-04-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:33:08.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Halor there. Hahaha. God, the temperature's getting hotter and hotter as it approaches the month of May. Hmm.. Gorr.. Limewire sucks. A major glitch occured and so I downloaded it again. Aww man! Believe it or not, I had 650+ songs there, and now, it's like.. *poof*.. &lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;! Now I have to download everything from scratch although I still have iTunes. The songs are still complete there. &lt;em&gt;But still..&lt;/em&gt; T___T Thanks a lot to whoever last used it. Oh wait... I'm the only one who uses it. Bwahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. For the past few days, I can't help but smile whenever I remember or think of something. Heehee. I even got lock-jawed and punched my chin. That only means one thing: something is wrong with my jaw. Yeah, I can hear a crack whenever I chew food. I can also make a sound. Well that makes it worse. But whatever it is, it won't keep me away from smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-172019694749439897?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/172019694749439897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=172019694749439897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/172019694749439897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/172019694749439897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-8426818168791310792</id><published>2007-04-18T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:31:44.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Harhar. I'm about to share a bad dream of mine. It's weird how a normal dream turns to a dreadful and scary one. Can a bad dream be considered as a nightmare? I didn't really sweat. Actually, I had no sweat at all.. Okay, I'm about to start it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I dreamed about Me, Yel, Karen, Chantel and Tanja. (Yup, I know, Yel and Tanja are like unexpected to be in my dream) Hah. So the 5 of us were supposed to go to Yolly's house to go swimming. (YUP, there is a swimming pool at Yolly's house...in my dream) Harhar.. We were in some place near the school. When we were about to go to Yolly's house, a sudden incident which I can't remember what it was, happened. Me, Karen and Chantel had to be left behind while Yel and Tanja had to leave. So while we were just hangin' out, I suddenly saw dead bodies lying in the street. That was out of nowhere. And then I the next thing I know, we were all in my old village in Fairview and there was a big fire at the guard house and I saw Freddy. Yep. Freddy, from Freddy VS Jason. Wahahaha. (See, my dream's kind of randomly mixed up) And he's killing people. We [Chantel, I and Karen] immediately took a cab and drove off. It was getting dark and we entered a forest with tall trees and it was grassy and saw pregnant women. A lot of 'em. They were covered up in blood and they were in a daze and it seemed like they were going to give birth to their babies all at the same time while STANDING. @_@ Creepy. While we were gazing at those pregnant women, our cab got busted big time so we had no choice but to walk. Sheesh. (seryoso, mas nakakatakot talaga pag nandun ka sa dream mismo) While walking, we saw a lot of distorted baby body parts. Nasty. Harhar. I separated from them and found a small hut where I trespassed and guess what? It was Freddy's house. Harhar. Freddy saw me and there, my dream ended 'cause I woke up. I woke up feeling hot. Siguro dahil summer? Wahaha. Nope, naka-aircon ako. Kala ko may lagnat ako eh but I didn't sweat. And I didn't gasped for air either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8426818168791310792?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8426818168791310792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8426818168791310792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8426818168791310792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8426818168791310792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_18.html' title='--'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1820185116107296523</id><published>2007-04-17T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:50:17.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MmHmm</title><content type='html'>Grabe. Napakaboring ngayon. Tss. Hmm.. Napakainit rin! May gawd! I need a brain-freezing food to eat or drink and I desperately need it now. Wahahuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get random..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the matter with me!? I keep on thinking about a thing with apprehension. It's making me crack and it triggers insomnia.. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm feeling twitchy whenever I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;3. We watched the Premonition yesterday and in the movie, Linda's (Sandra Bullock) older daughter went through a glass door and had bad cuts on her face, and I crashed subconsciously on our glass door this morning while walking. Somehow a coincidence? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's strange.. Whenever I listen to music, it makes me worn-out. @_@&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish it's Thursday already.&lt;br /&gt;6. I owe my sister big cash. Where will I get it? God, I don't know. Bwaharhar. I'm a squanderer for goods.&lt;br /&gt;7. Come sweet May..&lt;br /&gt;8. My eyebags are getting worse. Iyak Tawa mode nanaman ako now that Yel lended me dozens of DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;9. Heroes is &lt;em&gt;awe-some&lt;/em&gt;. Parang ang gulo ng kwento pero ang ayos ng pagka mix. What!? Labo nun ah. But I like like it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1820185116107296523?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1820185116107296523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1820185116107296523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1820185116107296523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1820185116107296523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/mmhmm.html' title='MmHmm'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5644165422606221925</id><published>2007-04-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:27:30.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I've been going out a lot lately. Well, only for the past 2 days, that is. So what's up? Uhm.. I still haven't enrolled in LSC. Dammit. I'm purrty scared that I might ran out of slot. Shiz. I'mma take 100 hours from May 7 to June 2 (morning classes). Aww.. My eagerness in reviewing got drained. But I'm still going for it since it might just help. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma said that my aunt along with his husband will be coming home on May 5th. @_@ Wee. This means CA$H + outings + stuff and + sweets..maybe. Wala lang. Just a bit excited. XD Father was considering to come home in May also but I think it got cancelled..hmm I've no idea but it's a good news. Spending the whole summer withOUT parents is not much of a freedom to me. Gorr. It's like they're still here but it's their presence that you don't see. See, they still give me a shitload of responsibilities and never ending advices and stuff but I hardly ever put those into action. One thing I hate is when I'm gonna hang out with friends, my parents would ask a lot of questions. Questions that makes you pissed off 'cause you have to state a detailed answer every time. The only thing that I enjoy is that they don't get to yell at me face to face when they're infuriated and give me chores that should be done pronto. @_@ Grr.. Enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, today.. Well um.. I met with Vic and Yel to just hang out.. Yun, in the afternoon we went to Geeno's house in Ferndale and the rest goes history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5644165422606221925?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5644165422606221925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5644165422606221925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5644165422606221925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5644165422606221925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-3983231695100467690</id><published>2007-04-11T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:53:29.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shtuff</title><content type='html'>Yesterday me and my sister went to SM along with my grandmother to chill. Yeah. Chill. Wahaha. Dapat Starbucks lang kami eh baon naming pera 1,6k lang tapos binigyan kami ng php500. @_@ We decided to watch a movie called The Reaping. Ang asteeg seryoso. I got interested about the 10 Plagues of Egypt that I even googled it and read some infos about it in the Bible. Haha. Nakakatawa nung nagreresearch ako about sa Plagues, biglang nagulat nalang ako napunta na ako sa Vampires tapos Purgatorio, Satanism, later on nasa Psychic then Levitation tapos mga Philippine Myths and Legends na ko. Like, woah. I've been reading a lot of those lately. Pati nga Bermuda Triangle kasama eh. Tapos after, nagbabasa na ako ng quotes from famous people, movies and TV shows. What the. Wahaha. Wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon..nagulat ako dahil tumawag si Vic! Haha. She doesn't call that much nowadays, probably busy meeting with other people. Hehe. Ayun, naginvite sa house niya. Come on! I have to walk under the raging hot sun. Ngayon na pala uwi ni Boy Tag Aroy (Geeno). Hahaha DASC. @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-3983231695100467690?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/3983231695100467690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=3983231695100467690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3983231695100467690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/3983231695100467690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/shtuff.html' title='Shtuff'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1287753471435124577</id><published>2007-04-07T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:59:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day out</title><content type='html'>Wee. Atlast maaan. After being stuck inside the house for 1 week I finally got out today. Me, Yel, Chantel and Jai went to Gateway and watched the movie Sunshine. The title was quite unfitting to the movie but the idea was there. (they could have named it Stardust 'cause they kept on saying Stardust in the movie..or better yet, The Sun. Wahaha lame.) Hmm..before watching the movie, we strolled around the mall and ate. T'was hilarious when we were eating at Taco Bell. It's like it's been a month that I haven't had a laughtrip so much. Nyok nyok. Jai came uber late. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the movie.. Well I don't want to be a spoiler. Heehee. I'll give my review. The movie.. It was really a good movie. With awesome effects. The sun was really shining bright and it was so effing cool. Gaad those effects. Dun talaga ako namangha. Sunshine is somewhat similar to the movie The Core. (although The Core is about the drilling to the center of the Earth and so on..and Sunshine is about the re-creation of the Sun's light because it's failing) Too bad that the Philippines doesn't have those kind of effects. Ang poor natin. We couldn't upgrade our materials because of insufficient $$$..or should I say &lt;s&gt;PPP&lt;/s&gt;. Haha. YENG. And our economy is going WAY down. Tch. The movie was also quite of a thriller. Basta sci-fi siya..hmhm speaking of sci-fi.. I've already borrowed the DVD of Heroes from Chantel. Wahaha. Finally, for once I get the chance to take a time off infront of the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.tinypic.com/2a6pl5f.jpg" height="220" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. AyoWn lang. Hahaha. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Grabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1287753471435124577?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1287753471435124577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1287753471435124577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1287753471435124577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1287753471435124577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-sun-dies-so-do-we.html' title='a day out'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i18.tinypic.com/2a6pl5f_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-7155972297896513760</id><published>2007-04-06T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:40:03.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get out</title><content type='html'>Oh Gahd. I need to get out of here. Sana matuloy talaga bukas. TMNT @_@. I think I'm gaining weight. Wahahaha. Hindi joke lang. I won't let that happen. @________@ Hmm..it's strange. It seems like it's not Holy Week. HmmmMm... I need to talk to Jai. Hmm.. I'm hungry.... @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7155972297896513760?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/7155972297896513760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=7155972297896513760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7155972297896513760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7155972297896513760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/get-out.html' title='get out'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4656996435452450358</id><published>2007-04-05T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:48:07.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gee, thanks</title><content type='html'>New layout. Haha. It has been ages since the last time I changed layout. Wahaha. Joke. The last layout that I used was making people quite dizzy so I settled for a new one. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Me and my siblings were supposed to go to Cavite yesterday already but God was so kind, He answered my prayer for it to be delayed. Bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.......... I've this special mention: to &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/12497490"&gt; Geeno Monroy&lt;/a&gt;. Wahaha. Ayan Geeno. Wahaha. @_@ Hmm.. message message message.. Geeno, I would like to say thank you so damn much for almost everything although sometimes you tick me off but that's just you. Hahaha! I wish you all the best in life. Good health, steady work-out, more money and of course, a happy love life. Yehess! Okay, enough! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. GTG. I'm off for a That '70s Show marathon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4656996435452450358?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4656996435452450358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4656996435452450358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4656996435452450358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4656996435452450358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/gee-thanks.html' title='gee, thanks'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-7927457672659651590</id><published>2007-04-03T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:17:11.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what now..</title><content type='html'>Argh. What's up with "people" today?! It's like..those "people" aren't close to me anymore. It's like they're running away from me. Some are acting weird. Some even changed. I don't have any idea what's the fuss all about. Argh. Life can really be a bitch sometimes. Haii.. I don't know what to be and what to feel.. No, it's not blender anymore. The blender exploded 'cause my feelings got jammed up. I guess I have to buy a new one..or repair it. Whatever. I'm not making any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. God everyone's weird! I swear.. Erm.. I might as well just write my heart out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of all the people I could've met.. You just had to be a complete ass and a big **n*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was garbage..and stupid. I can't type the whole word itself. :)) SUCH COWARD OF ME! Ano ba yan! This post is so lame and I'm just feeling all tangled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.. Three cheers to me for writing my heart out. Hahaha. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-7927457672659651590?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7927457672659651590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/7927457672659651590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-now.html' title='what now..'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21039114.post-8400152984309909154</id><published>2007-03-30T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:04:57.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a ho! Whoa! Are we?</title><content type='html'>I am so bored. I think I'll turn into dust any time now. No, not dust. Turn into fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how my day starts off by getting online continuously and sometimes, I'd listen to music all day not noticing that I've already consumed 4 hours of my time. @_@ My ears are already bleeding. But whatever, listening to music is my favorite pasta. Oops. I mean, past time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was creepy.. Hmm.. More of a fearsome incident. I went to bed at 1am but couldn't get to sleep so I listened to my iPod. Time passed by so quickly when I looked at the clock it was..3am already. I started to close my eyes for once to get to sleep but something alarmed me. Grabe. Umuusok yung kuryente! I didn't panic!, at first I ignored but then the smell of smolder got stronger. I got up and sniffed every electric appliance I had in my room. Grabe badtrip. I unplugged every electric appliance and slept with no aircon and no electric fan on pero buti the condition that night was pretty warm enough for me to bear with. I think I slept at 5am..and the rest goes history. It's a good thing I didn't get burned down. My parents would get mad at me and kill me double time if I died. Dagdag gastos yung pang libing eh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii.. Malas. I'm gonna be out for 1 whole week on the All Saints Day. I'll be having my vacation at Hell house in Cavite and believe me, it ain't fun there. Never fun. Was there ever a thought of fun in the word "hell"? Doi. &gt;___&lt; Please pray for me. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-8400152984309909154?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/8400152984309909154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=8400152984309909154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8400152984309909154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/8400152984309909154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/03/youre-ho-whoa-are-we.html' title='You&apos;re a ho! Whoa! Are we?'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-1419174936622168276</id><published>2007-03-29T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:05:56.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is.......</title><content type='html'>Hmm. What's this?! Puro nalang what's this! What's THAT naman! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gone daffy already. &gt;__&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-1419174936622168276?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/1419174936622168276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=1419174936622168276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1419174936622168276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/1419174936622168276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-is.html' title='What is.......'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4743417175852618460</id><published>2007-03-26T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:30:24.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>Well what do you know.. I'm updating again. Huhuhu. I'm such a lazy ass hogging the computer lately, especially that my sister's not around. She'll be gone for about 3 to 4 days..I think. I wish she'd never come back. Bwahaha. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I got the chance to chat with my mother after some time now. I'd usually not go out of my room when they're online. They would always give responsibilities which I don't really put into action. Like I said, I'm a lazy ass. Well going back to the chat with my mom, well.. I told her I'll be taking up review classes the whole summer but she said I won't be needing it since we'll be migrating there sometime this year. Of course I wouldn't want that to happen so I said I'll go to college here and just take up further studies abroad. Yup, pursue my career there. Chantel and I have the same plan. My mother agreed. Yehess! I'll be the one left in our family here in this country if ever that happens. Hmm. Tapos biglang napariwara ko buhay ko. Patay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Today.. I was suppose to go to DASC but I got lazy...again. Hahaha. Aww, didn't get the chance to go to Ice Mumu and chill...so I just downloaded O2Jam instead. Grabe! 4 hours! It's not finished yet actually. But it's already 60%.... so only 40% more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm audi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4743417175852618460?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4743417175852618460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4743417175852618460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4743417175852618460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4743417175852618460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/03/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-5479847398564469789</id><published>2007-03-25T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:01:10.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisted</title><content type='html'>I feel like a loser today. Ewan ko? I had a major splitting headache after I woke up from a short nap. I can't explain my mood lately. Ahhh! BLENDER. I've made a lot of excuses and lied to my parents concerning about my party last Friday. &gt;__&lt; I'm feeling a little guilty about it and for sure, God's already mad at me for it. It won't be long until I experience bad luck again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.. It's already summer! I can't wait to go to the beach, get tanned and experience the summer sizzle!...F*CK NOT! Reviewing is what I'll be doing for the whole summer..well, hopefully. It might be a big help for me to pass a good university. Haii.. I still don't want to leave high school. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. I hope everything would turn out to be the exact opposite of what I'm feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-5479847398564469789?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/5479847398564469789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=5479847398564469789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5479847398564469789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/5479847398564469789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/03/twisted.html' title='Twisted'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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-21039114.post-4309629234897978008</id><published>2007-03-24T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T09:52:34.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Take Over, The HANG'S Over</title><content type='html'>Oh Gahd.. Whatever happened yesterday was unexplainable. Sayang! I want to blog it but then I mustn't and.. I shouldn't. Bwahaha. Someone might blab about it to the !@&amp;#(@ and then we'd be *#(!*&amp;amp;#. You get it, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21039114-4309629234897978008?l=wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/feeds/4309629234897978008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21039114&amp;postID=4309629234897978008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4309629234897978008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21039114/posts/default/4309629234897978008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishful-thnkr.blogspot.com/2007/03/take-over-hangs-over.html' title='The Take Over, The HANG&apos;S Over'/><author><name>Leave a scratch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708214154194588723</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>
