<?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-11849530</id><updated>2011-05-21T08:48:03.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill.</title><subtitle type='html'>mygad my tourniquet</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849530.post-115781844730096993</id><published>2006-09-09T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:14:07.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bubblegang toppings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="itembox"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last night was unforgettable. I know it’s just a gig and not everyone really cares about the bands but it reminded my how much I wanted to sing in public. Haha. Yuck. But yeah, its true.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Before, when I had 2 bands that I value extremely, I was so sure that I plan to make music, officially part of my future. Playing in a band is different for me. The disparity proved itself when I quit NAMCYA because of the pressures. Before, in Xamxara and Finding MIkko, it was all about playing in gigs with fellow amateur bands, checking out other bands’ versions of similar music. Cover lahat eh, pero ok lang. no pressure. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;And before in piano competitions, the audience instantly arbitrates the moment you get on stage – your stance and even the dress you’re wearing. It was like; they could see through me and worse, sense my fear. I was not really confident in piano competitions. Although I loved playing, I was compelled to quit because of the pressures and the high expectations. (especially from my teacher)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Competitions, I occasionally dislike, but performing brings out something in me that I can’t exactly explain. It’s not even that I wish that everyone would see me credible as a vocalist or a pianist or anything for that matter. It’s the confidence that I gradually gain from each stage experience. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;For those who know me, especially ung mga close sakin hehe, you all know that I have always secretly desired to go on broadway. It’s only recently that I assessed that its not really theatre that I fancy but performing in general. Whether its in a band, theatre or a recital, performing for other people pleases me. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So para sa kahit kanino lang, jam tayo, malay mo gusto mo din pala magperform ever since. Di ka lang nagsasabi haha :D&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thank sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuzz&lt;/span&gt; for letting me jam with you guys - &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;great great people. individually talented but more importantly, astounding as a group. Thank you for that one night, &lt;b style=""&gt;nins,marc,jr,mon,igo and joey, I will always be a fan&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-115781844730096993?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/115781844730096993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=115781844730096993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/115781844730096993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/115781844730096993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/09/bubblegang-toppings.html' title='bubblegang toppings'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-115253211738406857</id><published>2006-07-10T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T04:48:37.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>multiply blog post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="itembox"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just got home from drews... its jolo's birthday! haha. happy bday jolo! its a monday and my blockmates got wasted, well almost wasted haha. tth classes start at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;12pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; in the afternoon kasi eh, might as well take advantage of the opportunity to do something unlikely on a school day. i'm still adjusting to the college craze, since from where I came from, weekday inuman sessions were inappropriate and futile. Everything was to be alloted for studying, physics, research, physics, requirements, physics,physics, physics and a looooooot of things that would concern completion of graduation requirements. But Im actually free from that circus. mejo underload nga at times eh. Given that we’re still in our first year, maybe they’re trying to increase workload gradually, or probably they’re giving us a curt rest from the all the madness. Nevertheless I’m fairly grateful for all the free time I’m getting, I should most probably make the most out of it before hell weeks start again. Also, I’m used to the harassed feeling eh, meeting deadlines, organizing events and balancing extra-curricular activities with the already lethal academics. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, I am enjoying college life despite the unfamiliar things. But I badly miss my friends from high school, and the countless fourthree blues. I can’t really share much about our humor and antics because you really have to be part of iv3 to fully understand why we find certain things funny. It may appear weird to others and I’d look silly pa. haha. But I’m also building new friendships at admu now. It’s quite nice to meet new people everyday and have different classrooms for your subjects (okay babaw haha) and find ways to engage yourself to different orgs you’re really interested in. . (hindi yung pilit haha.) chka its nice to be able to control your time, andaming breaks eh. Yet, I would always be reminded of my high school days, in whatever endeavor I’m bound to get myself into, ceaselessly. It is in that foundation that I discovered the person I want to be. And I would want to stick to being that person even if I change schools or whatever. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; magkareunion na kami or something ng Iv3 and my barkada. But debut season is fast approaching so I’m expecting successive reunions in the near future. Yey! &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-115253211738406857?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/115253211738406857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=115253211738406857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/115253211738406857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/115253211738406857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/07/multiply-blog-post.html' title='multiply blog post'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114830245368285793</id><published>2006-05-22T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T05:54:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school season</title><content type='html'>haha okaay, matagal pa for me dahil june 19 pa ang pasok ko oyeee, but for some of my friends school started today. i wonder what it feels like stepping into a new world---college.  I'm not even close to being ready to face all of it. I think I don't even embrace the fact thats its happening; that on my first day of being a formal college student, I would not witness the familiar voices of my high school friends gossiping about how they spent their summer and with whom, I might add. And of course, first day of classes are never complete without the endless chatting on the new male teachers who are potential members of the school's heartthrob list no matter how they may look like. aww. sad, but exciting din siguro. :) All of it was a world I onced lived too, but to actually leave that place I got so fond of can be a bit surreal. waaah its really happening haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt before anything else, fitness project muna! ahaha. kanina ay nagregister ako sa moro bwahaha. I asked the trainer to formulate a program that I have to religiously follow. ewan ang sakit eh. but I'm determined to lose a little weight before college. Hmm nu pa ba, shempre its also a must na lubusin ang remaining days ng summer. kaso di na din ako nakapagbeach. I guess with that I can say I've missed a huge part of the summer! haaay. but still, this summer is officially my best so far, in my 17 years.shempre maraming dahilan, tao at experience kung bakit. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114830245368285793?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114830245368285793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114830245368285793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114830245368285793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114830245368285793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-to-school-season.html' title='back to school season'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114655138099625933</id><published>2006-05-01T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:29:41.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>i have 2 options. i can either go home ALONE on may 14, miss our most awaited trip to Bali but go through with my already paid CEP test,to my dismay pero at least mas maaga uwi ko, else go home with my mom and sister on may 20, join the bali trip but miss my CEP thingums and less time to spend with "mr. devil"(haha) back home whose flight already scheduled on may 27. anobayun, di ako makapagdecide eh. advice, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing here is we, the kids of fathers who have to work 24/7 in their new tea project and promotions are having a fab time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh and daddy's co-workers are really cool. the other night, they had this get together, and daddy allowed me to have a couple of drinks la lng haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally getting the fun of traveling here. we went to places like Bandung, famous for its fashion galleris, factory outlets and cuisines. I cant remember the names of the places we already visited haha, kasi its hard to pronounce them eh. anyway, what I enjoy most is shopping, in different venues;conventions,trade centers,giftshops,souveneir shops, malls, tiangges, whatever. suddenly its fine to go crazy with shopping. so that we'd get out of daddy's hair. okay lang. its fine, i bought pasalubong for people na. hehe. yeeeey. at nakakaaddict pala ang swimming ano. lalung. and, oooh excited na ako mag night safari, we will do it on a weekend para no hassle kay papa. then we're going to visit this famous theme park, I hardly remember what they call it. haay. anyhoo, i just really miss my friends. sandali nlng naman eh. cge na babayu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114655138099625933?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114655138099625933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114655138099625933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114655138099625933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114655138099625933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/05/countdown.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114602543997051532</id><published>2006-04-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:13:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all i need is a little more time puhlease</title><content type='html'>okaay.nasa indonesia ako ngayon haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were actually excited to travel again.It's been years since we last got into a plane and enjoyed months of vacation abroad. But not this one.I was not at all thrilled, I'm becoming more homesick everyday, I can't understand a single word people are using here, money exchange is crazy and I miss all my friends..my SPECIAL friends and specific people. I would have been excited, thing is, there are people whom I should be spending time with because they'd be gone by the time I get back. Time's running out, and I spend such limited gift finding ways to get over my longing and homesickness. BUt nothing seems to work, not even unlimited access to the gym and endless swimming and eating. Nothing compares to spending quality time with the people you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is I got the chance to say goodbye to my suuuuper special friend pia. She was one of the last few I people I got to hang out before I left. It was special, despite the goodbyes and last minute hugs. The card she gave me made me strong, strong enough to handle the fact that we would not be seeing her for the next couple of years. The friendship that we've learned to nurture and protect all these years can withstand our lack of being together physically. Sure, we'd have to settle for emails, ym and expensive text messaging at the moment. pero atleast mababalitaan pa din namin mga gngwa nia dun, just like when we once surpassed the fact that we were in different sections. hahaha i know its not the same pero i think the as friendship is that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa. I fear na hindi ako makapaggoodbye sa isa pang ulol jan. waaah. mamimiss ko yun. pati mga kakulitan at pagkasiga nun.special yung gagong yun eh haha. ooh god give us time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise when I get back, beach na to parehhh, hindi pa tapos ang summer.so far, okay lang dito. gnda ng condo ni papa, super linis tapos un nga, may gym chka pool. kaya sana sumexy naman kami dito kaso sarap ng food eh darn. anyway, i miss ALL my friends, iv3, as, anilao peeps, close friends, soulmates and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114602543997051532?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114602543997051532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114602543997051532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114602543997051532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114602543997051532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-i-need-is-little-more-time.html' title='all i need is a little more time puhlease'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114493567077902201</id><published>2006-04-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T06:41:10.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best bday ever</title><content type='html'>para bang sinadya ni God na maging ok this time compared to last year. yun kasi ung time na i was a wreck because of this certain person. anyway, i cant really express how grateful I am, especially to my friends, who made my 17th bday suuuuper special. from the sampaloc and shampoo gifts to the surprise party, cute banners and countdown with tipsy people...each moment, suuuper overwhelming. THANK YOU. lam nio na kung sino kayo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114493567077902201?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114493567077902201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114493567077902201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114493567077902201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114493567077902201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-bday-ever.html' title='best bday ever'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114465296179923108</id><published>2006-04-09T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:09:21.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shaaash.</title><content type='html'>waah. Kelangn ko na ng seryosong diet haha, because I want to wear the swimsuit I just bought and I wanna feel good when I do so. eh kasi naman pag summer eh, buhay baboy kamusta naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss iv3 sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, funny experience last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i had my left ear pierced twice. i just never really cared if it had bad implications and so I did it still and now Im experiencing major pain. haha. i removed both earrings at the same time and when I did, blood started pouring out. haha excuse the disgusting picture. anyway, my point is, things like this happens to me all the time. I push through with the things that I've always desired to do, disregarding the long term effects it would bring. Being the risk-taker I am, I always find myself in situations wherein I just can't undo my stupid actions. But I had to ease the pain somehow diba? So I got a cotton bud and moistened it with baby oil and I patiently placed it in my left ear for the whole night. In the same manner that I always look for ways to ease my pain and find remedy to various wounds. So despite my countless errors through the years, things have slowly settled in their right places..probably because I have managed to sought refuge in people that have always reminded me that mistakes help us patch up our wounds so that we'd learn to avoid having them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I'm gonna keep wearing the earrings, but first dapat gumaling muna ung tenga ko, eeergh. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114465296179923108?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114465296179923108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114465296179923108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114465296179923108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114465296179923108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/04/shaaash.html' title='shaaash.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114432805962613361</id><published>2006-04-06T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:54:19.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?</title><content type='html'>aww..with mandissa gone in american idol, I'm not gonna be as psyched as I used to be in watching the show. She was one of the few contestants whom I think should be the last ones competing for the idol title. It should be down to eliot, taylor, paris and katharine to bring home the bacon. as for the remaining contestants not mentioned, they're either insignificant or forgettable IN MY OPINION. hehe. I'm a big fan of the show, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few days have been hard especially for my mom. But people involved have started to adjust to the new situation.  My sister has already established stable means of communication making it less hard for her to reach us. yon ang mga bagong balita. her school starts on monday..so i hope that she'd be reminded of why she applied for the scholarship in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also gonna be leaving soon, for indonesia. just for a month. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114432805962613361?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114432805962613361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114432805962613361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114432805962613361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114432805962613361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/04/wtf.html' title='wtf?'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114406382363578311</id><published>2006-04-03T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T04:30:23.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woow. she really left.</title><content type='html'>so hindi naman sa teleserye sa airport kanina. It was almost unbearable seeing my ate wave goodbye. ofcourse, all our eyes glistened with tears as we hugged for the last time. waaah, xet. bat naman ganon, pero there's no turning back at this point. oh, my dad left too, pero iba pa un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woow. she's really gone. finally it hit me; that cold and empty feeling that I've been avoiding since the day that my sister told me that she would be leaving soon. I didn't wanna face the fact that my partner in everything would one day have to venture on her own, away from me, away from the comfort that our home has always provided her. It didn't sink in, that she'd be gone for 3 whole years and that there'll be nights when I'd be needing someone to talk to but I'd realize that I am to fly solo this time. Maybe, this is an opportunity for me to become independent because God only knows how much I have clinged to her all these years. It's just suuuuper sad that she's not gonna be here to witness my yet to conquer adventures and mishaps. haaay. It's just that I have always pictured my sister guiding me throughout college life, well why shouldn't I? She has always been my adviser, listener,shoulder to cry on, wise mentor, confidant, teacher, everything that a little sister could ask for. Its gonna be hard to get by everyday without her. Pero like she said, 3 years LANG yon, oo nga. parang kelan lng, she was telling me that she took this test for a scholarship grant dahil wala lang. tas ngayon, hinatid na namin xa sa airport. diba ang bilis lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you ate dear, your morning screeches and your crazy hirits. We will always be reminded of your prescence in us, in the things that you've taught and showed us, your loved ones. achupache. hehe. shaaaaaaash! shimashimash. excuse the gibberish sounds, it's the language that brought us all closer. ;D Its gonna be hard at first but I just know you'll get through all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatta. tatlo na lang kami sa bahay. I just wish that it will not come to a point that I'd desire to blow my brains out. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114406382363578311?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114406382363578311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114406382363578311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114406382363578311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114406382363578311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/04/woow-she-really-left.html' title='woow. she really left.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114382130181467255</id><published>2006-03-31T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:08:21.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>paglulubos sa bagong kalayaan</title><content type='html'>i have been reading a lot lately. i even find myself awake until the wee hours of morning with a book in my hand. reading requires time and relaxation of the mind so ideas can flow quickly and may register without much difficulty. i have been reading a lot because I feel that I was deprived of the opportunity to do so back when I had no choice but forcefully read materials in which I'm not the least bit interested. I love to read. It provides me with this certain peace of mind; It gives me time to think about things that matter to me, things that I want to think about, things that allow me to analyze and be critical. Oh, and how I love the time that I now possess, which is the sole reason why I now get the chance to read again, to enrich myself and rejuvenate a part of me. wala lang. ang saya eh hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with my parents and in the latter part, with jelo. I had agreed to spend the day with my parents, haha weird. But it was fun, surprisingly, even the part that I had to wait long at the lobby because both of them had to work. We went to shang,had lunch, and shopped for my sister's necessities. btw, my sister's leaving soon, actually on monday, for japan. she got accepted in this mombusho (not sure sa spelling though, pero it sounds something like that) scholarship. galing. as much as her leaving us can be truly disheartening, Im still so proud of her. She has proved that her wits can truly bring her all the way to success. It would just require her to study for another three years. sheesh. She had just graduated and in a matter of days, she's already due to attend school. anyway, after that we transferred to galleria because dad was looking for a suit and falied to find one he liked at shang. But then, he received an emergency call, asking him to return to the office to deal with some papers. Consequently, my mom was due in her office at that period of the afternoon, so they both had to leave me alone. eergh, they didn't want me to go straight home  or  proceed elsewhere.  (I missed accompanying kams to ew and even the open party at andy's place, darn)To my dismay, I  had to  buy beach stuff alone. shempre to the rescue tong c jelo nyehehe. Sumunod xa and sobrang saya hehe. We watched she's the man, haha napanood ko na pero ok lng, wala ng magandang iba eh then I shopped. He was a good consultant haha, ang weird nagmamatch ang mga taste namin haha. Then we had our ears pierced o diba. basta, madami pang things na I can't really explain, you'd just have to be there to understand. Basta, it was really fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think it all started when green things appeared to be gold. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I miss IV3 and my kada already. haha. nostaligia mode&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114382130181467255?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114382130181467255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114382130181467255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114382130181467255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114382130181467255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/03/paglulubos-sa-bagong-kalayaan.html' title='paglulubos sa bagong kalayaan'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114336989255554023</id><published>2006-03-26T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:44:52.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end?</title><content type='html'>graduation day yesterday. weird. there were tight hugs, weary and somewhat cheesy goodbyes alright. haha but the day was not even close to what I expected it to be. one, there were lots of surprising turn of events (talk about unexpected shit haha) and less crying was observed. funny, coz i already pictured this incessant hagulgol moments with matching hiccups pero di naman ganon. shempre sad pa din, but somehow, my classmates and I knew that graduation day was merely a start of friendship for keeps. we knew that we would see one another still and that all of the things we've learned from our 4 years of togetherness will surely remain. The bond and the common traits we've learned to uphold as a class will make our friendships all the more stronger. Despite the fact that we would be going our separate ways este colleges, I think that deep within ourselves, that IV3 spirit would always remind us of the life we once shared. haaay. I will not miss my school and the endless bickering of certain teachers. I wouldn't miss in the slightest, the what seem to take like forever to adjourn classes ,even the flag ceremonies and weird school policies. But the barok moments, seeing your classmates read every morning, the joy of knowing that you're not the only one who didn't do the assignment, inuman sessions, the sleepless nights, ym intil 3am complaining to your classmate who's also cramming, the IV3 way, the IV3 mentality, the very evident enthusiasm of iv3 in the school activities hahhaha, our shared sarcasm, our one voice against enemies(bwaha) and how we lift ourselves from other people's judgments; such things I will miss.  i loved each and every moment of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey, i'm free from unreasonable restrictions. yey, i'm finally entering college life, sabi nila masaya daw. yey, im entering a new chapter in my life but with my iv3 values at hand, I think we'll all do just fine. hahahha, mentality. im excited pero waaaah, its so hard to picture everything without iv3. pero kaya yan, we still have reunions and events like that diba? (haha reunion every week daw eh, so kamusta naman.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114336989255554023?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114336989255554023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114336989255554023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114336989255554023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114336989255554023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/03/end.html' title='the end?'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114265865817953916</id><published>2006-03-17T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:10:58.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white affair</title><content type='html'>fourth year life is finally coming to an end. next week, we would be walking our school walls for the very last time as students. yes, i am excited but a little weary at the same time. i have to admit that im gonna miss a lot of things in high school,even all rough times because they're all part of my stc experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was our most-awaited event(haha sarcastic), the senior's night which turned out to be surprisingly fun. a number of reasons contributed to such claim such as having to see your classmates dress up and look glamorous which is a seldom thing when you're a harassed fourth year, picture-taking with whoever you bump into, eating with your barkada while camwhoring and endless bonding with classmates/kadamates/batchmates. it was a really memorable experience for us seniors. plus, i think my batchmates truly possess elegance with a touch of simplicity as i have witnessed how they presented themselves last night. astig, galing. kasi we came up with our outfits despite the no-showing of skin rule. haha. haay. but all in all, it was a night worthy of our efforts and harwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114265865817953916?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114265865817953916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114265865817953916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114265865817953916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114265865817953916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/03/black-and-white-affair.html' title='black and white affair'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114152793779614266</id><published>2006-03-04T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:05:37.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got this from my classmate's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Survive in IV-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by   Sara Santillan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Know what you’re talking about. Especially when you   recite. If you don’t know what you’re talking about, then it’s better to keep your   mouth shut, lest you embarrass yourself…not in front of the teacher, but in front of the   class.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;2. If you try but fail to submit on time, it’s alright. There are   other people later than you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Try to stand out as a class, but as classmates,   unity and not individuality is the way to go. IV-3 has a reputation to keep, not you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;4. If you are given a job for a group project, do it as fast and as well as can be with   the time allotted. And if you can’t do it, say so right away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Learn the   fine art of cramming. It’s a must.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;6. Get yourself a Yahoo Messenger, an   email account, and, if possible, make and update your blog. Just watch what you write. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Be discreet when dealing with others.&lt;/p&gt; 8. Share what you have with   your classmates, whether it be food, knowledge, etc., at the right time and place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114152793779614266?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114152793779614266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114152793779614266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114152793779614266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114152793779614266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-114097237978381938</id><published>2006-02-26T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T08:46:19.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone educate me.</title><content type='html'>i'm not exactly sure if i was rightly informed of the details of our country's situation at the moment. i don't think its as accurate as the previous issues explained well to us at school, especially in eco classes. what i'm sure of though, is the fact that our schedule is clearly jeoperdized and our supposed grad activities are at stake. this week was originally plotted as exams week. Evidently, we are down to poor options; one we can push through with the exams with almost all teachers unfinished with their respective lesson plans, two, postpone the exams until next week, but that would mean less vacation days and extended classes for us. bad trip. we (literally) have already planned all our after exams matters already, thinking that this week was suppoesedly our very last, as studying seniors. no one's actually sure of how to react to all these, only that for the first time ever, we were not pleased to hear that classes are again, cancelled, for tomorrow. i can't believe that we would ever claim desires of coming to school but yes, we badly want classes to resume. for the very reason that it delays our FINAL school week. waah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but setting aside my concerns as a graduating student, i believe our country is facing far worse issues.  since i am unaware of the full details of such issues, i am not to express my pure disgruntlement on the situation, for the image is already too bad in itself, rather i'd advise everyone to pray. be aware citizens, judge less for i think it is most essential at this time, that we become critical thinkers and view situations with regard to both sides of the story. it wouldn't help at the slightest that we add to the unnecessary complaints.  we can only express to which side we're on, addressing the problem is another thing. What we can do as a nation can move bigger mountains than trying to voice out individual claims that our country is becoming worse than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im just one person, but really, if i can contribute in any way to the situation diba,  i'd do it. anything for a stable Philippines. let's hope that history would not repeat itself, kasi it only shows that we never learn. that sucks diba. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-114097237978381938?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/114097237978381938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=114097237978381938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114097237978381938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/114097237978381938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2006/02/someone-educate-me.html' title='someone educate me.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113958546845230462</id><published>2006-02-10T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T07:31:08.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks. 11 days. countdown starts.</title><content type='html'>ive had some of my most significant breakdowns for the past few weeks. it wasn' t one of those types where i scream or cry incessantly. rather, i've actually allowed myself to absorb too much that the stress got to me and had me rushing to the doctor past midnight. stress. yon ang sakit ko. (chaka yung lola disease ko)haha. and its all about to end, i cant even express how thrilled I am that school's almost over, i mean because of the excessive work load, shempre, friends don't count in my why-i-wanna-leave-school list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, i've had my share of joys and sorrows combined in my four years of high school. i've met a lot of people that i can't imagine not being friends with. Everything just fits eh, like there's probably a reason why i was placed in section three or why i still hang out with my barkada despite the fact that we belong to different sections. (especially sa iv3 part kasi feel ko dun lang ako maiintindihan for who i really am kasi nga kami2 lng nagkakaintidihan ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang, a while ago during filipino class, it came to me; that unexplainable panicky yet excited mode, "Grabe and bilis ng high school dumaan lang sya, tas college na tayo tas di na ever pwede balikan", I suddenly blurted out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably get more madrama when graduation practices begin. A few weeks from now, we'd all be going our separate ways, or should i say, get to our summer-make-over plans for ourselves, prepare for college, the works, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before I actually imagine graduation scene in that same old dingy gym , I guess the best way to spend my remaining days is to make everyday different.  After all, everything really does come down to how we want things to happen or how we want them to appear for us. All the joyful things are just around the corner. like this nga, leaving our friends is sad but the thought of making new ones, can make up for the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also believe that if you've built strong foundations, nothing can break that easily. For instance, relationships that we've already established will not just fade away dibaa. Like kanina, we had our xamxara practice again, for the longest time we have been classmates slash bandmates. And we only become closer at each journey. we've grown from overcoming stage frights to having our first gig outside school. All experiences were truly unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So di naman sa binawi ko ang matagal kong di pag entry. sya, tulog na ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113958546845230462?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113958546845230462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113958546845230462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113958546845230462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113958546845230462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-11849530.post-113637915748845698</id><published>2006-01-04T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T04:52:37.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haay back to school. booo</title><content type='html'>last day na. first week of resumed classes and we're already faced with another one of our school's saturday blues. haay. sat classes agad so anu un? pero ok lang, kasi intrams naman. pero how can we concentrate on playing sports when our minds are drifting off into acet results. :| jan 5?6?7?8? last i heard, results are bound to release within this week. i can't think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, hell or cocytus days will probably start next week. pero the thought of classes lasting for  less than 3 months from now helps me tolerate the remaining weeks (ever) of our highschool life. basta for now, i have to pack up my basketball shorts, green shirt and rubbershoes and just go through the "what i predict would be the most humiliating game of my life" tomorrow. grbe super joke time ng game, pero kinakabahan ako. darn.  pero may mga pambawi teams namna ang iv3 eh:P yeees kelangn eh. haha. haay go iv3 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113637915748845698?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113637915748845698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113637915748845698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113637915748845698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(aww! on the night of the xamxara gig :P) and setting aside his supposed huge pile of work. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last monday, we shopped for christmas stuff and decor, ngayon lng kami bumili ng christmas tree now that we know that we're not to spend christmas in the province because of my ate's busy sched. we had fun putting up the christmas decorations. it's like one of those movies where you see a perfect picture of a family,all smiles, laughing about silly things hehe. except that maybe its not actually as perfect as it sounds kasi walang snow. hahaha. i love my family so much wala lng. we all do naman one way or another? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oreo white fudge is simply irresistble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to PCMC xmas party for kids and cancer patients. many volunteers responded to the outreach program. it was truly fun and overwhelming. it was a rest from all thats been happening in school. parang atleast iba naman from the ordinary or normal routine ung gnwa namin. i was with 4 of my barkada. ate mana and ate jan does have a knack for hosting any kind of event  (haha!), ate tin was really friendly and ate trisha was really huggable haha. diba diba?ate trins was accomodating :P everyone was great, the dancers, even the choir that sang christmas carols. overall, i think everyone had a blast, not only the kids but also us who experienced how fun and lively they can be even if they're ill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more to my uber fun morning yesterday, after the party i experienced a whole new adventure with mana, jan and tin.&lt;br /&gt;-180 peso taxi ride&lt;br /&gt;-more than an hour of bus ride with freaky passengers (eew!) first time mag public bus! haha&lt;br /&gt;-the mani incident(diiirty)&lt;br /&gt;-the movie we didn't catch&lt;br /&gt;-shopping for flipflops&lt;br /&gt;-shopping lang&lt;br /&gt;-hunting for brown and gold stuff&lt;br /&gt;-super quality time with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lookiung for forward to spending time with other people din :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited to dress up for ate kaye's debut whehehe. but im more excited to be with my barkada again for one glamorous night, before we actually face college results. :| i'm almost finish with my christmas shopping! for my classmates nlng. miss ko na agad sila. pero hindi ko miss ang school. shucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113514532037850330?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113514532037850330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113514532037850330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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we're about to take the second-to-the-last exams we're ever going to take in high school. soon, college results will be out too and we're all starting to feel anxious and uneasy. haaay. basta promise we'll avoid as best as we can to talk about who-passed-where and stuff like that. grbe, kinakabahan ako. pero wala eh, i have to accept wherever im bound to get in to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first gig ng xamxara outside school tom! nood kayo, sa ateneo hayes hall,7pm. :) tas madami pa atang bands wala lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113465060671675453?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113465060671675453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>circle one</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;the First Level of Hell - Limbo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&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: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&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: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&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's Divine Comedy Inferno 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/11849530-113401030844246966?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113401030844246966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113401030844246966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113401030844246966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113401030844246966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/12/circle-one.html' title='circle one'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113395742296758944</id><published>2005-12-07T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T04:10:22.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week, three months of ultimate paaaain</title><content type='html'>christmas vacation is fast approaching, (yipee)i'm more than thrilled to experience a whole 3 weeks of sheer laziness and food tripping. suckier quizzes as each day passes.  i think i failed 2 trigo quizzes, a long test and not to mention a computer exam, all in a week. it felt blah at first, then i smiled nlng after, aaaah i just know it's going to end at one point. i can't wait. what keeps me up pa is the fact that im not alone in this "new-tamad-thing" we're all in to, where we literally neglect studying for exams and submit requirements beyond its due date. that's what you call christmas time in iv3. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking at our sophomore pics right now. *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i grin at each photo as i scan them, one funnier than the other. haha. but then after the sheepish smile, i end up heaving up a big sigh. last year na mehn. sooo senti mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soooo have to work on my christmas list now. i have to remove a number of people whom I've lost touch with. really, i think there's no point in giving to those you don't feel like sharing something with. i think this year, im gonna try to make it more special by handing out, more personal gifts to specific people. :) i'm also excited to christmas shop, but daarn, baka di umabot sa last day. walang time para mag christmas shop :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta all i want for christmas is a new wardrobe. joooooke :P haha. what i really want for christmas is a clear mind. haha, free of worries and all that pressure,really.  ok lang din kung may bagong chucks at relo. haha weh.puhlease santa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113395742296758944?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113395742296758944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113395742296758944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113395742296758944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113395742296758944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-week-three-months-of-ultimate.html' title='one week, three months of ultimate paaaain'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113387246621054553</id><published>2005-12-06T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T04:34:26.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky.</title><content type='html'>i'm sick. yes, in this time of the week where i should be most healthy and capable of doing all the things we're required to do. i just wanna give up and sleep but i can't. it sucks that i should just rest  tomorrow like any normal sick person but i can't coz im gonna miss a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;if i can just stop time. I'd sleep and sing carols with my friends. haay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113387246621054553?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113387246621054553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113387246621054553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113387246621054553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113387246621054553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/12/sucky.html' title='sucky.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113293349898349763</id><published>2005-11-25T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T07:44:58.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation. now.</title><content type='html'>i need to rest gaaahd. the auditions took up a lot of my time. i have so much to catch upon including physics and eco lessons na hindi naman madali bwiset, notes, projects due next week, practical test in music na di ko man lng naasikaso dahil dito :(  grbe. i try to stop, and with great effort ha, from ranting on things that I have to do. pero nakakines eh, kasi sooner or later i have to face all of them. and when that time comes, baka mabaliw naman ako. so outlet ko nlng ang pagrereklamo, pasensya na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at hello, tao lng po kami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113293349898349763?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113293349898349763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113293349898349763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113293349898349763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113293349898349763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/11/vacation-now.html' title='vacation. now.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113180680223950472</id><published>2005-11-12T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T06:46:42.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"there's atleast one diba, one lang"</title><content type='html'>today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we haven't practiced or jammed for the longest time until today because of the many many school work we've been busy with.  i missed playing with them. haha we had fun as usual, with our ego talks to boost ourselves for the auditions next next week. pero damn, goodluck. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katamad umalis. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened this week. i ended up getting late for school twice because of certain circumstances that i cannot just ignore. i hate it, when i take full responsibility for things that gets out-of-hand, like taking care of my sisters and specific household matters while both my parents are away. grbe.. soo much dramaaaaaa. too much that it's a bit over. haha. good thing is, nakakatawa na lng xa ngayon unlike kanina "huh? 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Teachers would not really discuss that long and lesser work load would be given. but when you're a senior from stc, it's a lot different. it's actually the other way around. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to read my Filipino novel today because chax and I didn't get the chance to borrow the book we were suppose to read for the term paper before the sembreak. haha. pero ayos lang samin na bbshn namin ngayon atbukas. madaya kami eh. ahhaha weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i can say that i made the most out of our one-week vacation. i tried a lot of things. haha. spent time with my barkada whom by the way,  I missed so badly even before the sembreak started and also got the chance to hang out with a bunch of new people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i should start cramming, the thing that I'm good at. haha :P di naman ako nagiisa eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113136095747730319?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113136095747730319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113136095747730319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113136095747730319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113136095747730319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-to.html' title='i have to'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113108756990196421</id><published>2005-11-03T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:59:29.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quickie</title><content type='html'>i cant believe classes will resume on monday. haha. cant believe? its not like i didnt see it coming, haha, but see this, the school circus will bring back all the hellweeks, nights of cramming and not to mention, cups of coffee just to keep us up. im soooo gonna miss this "sembreak".  sna mag christmas vacation na, so we can have fun and be guilt-free at the same time.(because there's no school work due). Unlike now na whenever I get to go out, deadlines haunt me. But still, i ignore them. CRAMMING pare. yun yun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang kwentang movie ang "waiting", super mabobobo lng kayo. funny xa, pero wala lang, haha. nakabobo tlga eh. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that im looking forward to in school is seeing my classmates and barkada. haay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113108756990196421?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113108756990196421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113108756990196421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113108756990196421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113108756990196421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/11/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113081518762609766</id><published>2005-10-31T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T19:19:47.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a not-so-gloomy visit</title><content type='html'>we went to the memorial park yesterday to visit our departed loved ones. First time,that we did it quickly and on the 31st of October instead of our usual NOv. 1 routine.  dahil un sa we headed straight back at my tita's place for an afternoon of holloween treats. haha. it was fun. i felt like a kid again. except that i had no costume and had no resemblance to my 7-year old cousins. But still, people gave me a lot of candy. hahaaha rar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got to bond with our cousins, even the far far ones. kuya monty showed some of his "guitar skills" to my younger cousins who wish to play the guitar like a pro. I ate alot yesterday. oooh, bloopers. magkakulay ung red horse at ung coke na can,so nung lunch i took the redhorse beer instead of the coke hahhaa. they were like, "uy aga pa ah" .hahahhaa,i was not aware. going back, it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't read a single page of the inferno. I just super missed the "vacation feeling". haaay. half schoool year nalang. half, half, half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113081518762609766?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113081518762609766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113081518762609766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113081518762609766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113081518762609766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-so-gloomy-visit.html' title='a not-so-gloomy visit'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113059455492148637</id><published>2005-10-29T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T07:02:34.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep. i need to sleep.</title><content type='html'>the family day slash fair was super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we didn't win the dance production, we were all happy just the same because of the fact that we did our best and we, as much as possible, avoided arguments and things that would jeoperdize or bond as a class. the prayer after the last practice yesterday was meaningful. all of us contributed an intention for the class. anyway, i think we're the type of people who can easily forget and get over these kind of things. haha. kami pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, i was assigned to take post at the dedication booth. haha. it was hilarious. i had to read a number of cheezy notes written by some random person. it felt really awkward, i was trying really hard not to laugh out loud while reading the messages. dont get me wrong, i have nothing against people who express sentiments to their loved ones. its just that i'm just not in that place right now and i'm just not the type who would do such. the good thing was, we made a lot of money (di naman super dami, pero we lack funds, so what can i say), thanks to the face painting booth of mr. valencia and the visual arts members. they definitely did a superb job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was an ok day. may kulang shempre. pero ok lang, kasi i didn't expect. it helps when I don't expect. hehe. wheeew a week of rest will make all of the tedious practices we had for the dance pro and this tiring day, worth the toil. im sooo looking forward to days where i can just sit and do nothing. BUT NO. i have to read the INferno, and do a whole lot more of school work. It never ends, hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ill rest na&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113059455492148637?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113059455492148637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113059455492148637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113059455492148637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113059455492148637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/sleep-i-need-to-sleep.html' title='sleep. i need to sleep.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-113007210747610900</id><published>2005-10-23T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T05:55:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pagkain.</title><content type='html'>hindi pa ako kumakain ng matinong pagkain sapagkat hingipitan ba naman kasi ang aking "braces" at ginawang itong "continuous" na elastics. Gusto ko pa naman ang ulam namin kaninang hapunan. Ngunit aking tinitigan lamang ito nang matagal at nalungkot sapagkat kahit tiisin ko'y masyado talagang pamatay ang sakit. ang lupet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageensayo nanaman para sa produksyon sa pagsayaw (ack.?!?!)bukas at nasasabik na ako kahit nakakapagod dahil kasama ko naman ang aking mga kaklase. at sabay sabay kaming nauuhaw at nagugutom, subalit, masayang masaya naman.  ye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-113007210747610900?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/113007210747610900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=113007210747610900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113007210747610900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/113007210747610900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/pagkain.html' title='pagkain.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112972481188250815</id><published>2005-10-19T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T05:26:51.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iv3..the best</title><content type='html'>the practice today made me realize how much our class has grown. naalala ko nung streetdance days pa, kung ayaw mo sumayaw, ayaw mo. haha. pero i guess, part of this extra work we're devoting for this dance pro is the fact that it's our last year in stc, meaning last year to bond with our classmates. lately lng nagsisink in na four years kami nagsama and its going to end. period. i've learn alot from my class. i love them so much. and the bonding times we've been sharing lately gives me all the more reason to miss them. starting March, grad song. i can already hear the goodbyes na may halong iyak na may konting gaguhan. its so iv3. *sniff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112972481188250815?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112972481188250815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112972481188250815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112972481188250815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112972481188250815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/iv3the-best.html' title='iv3..the best'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112945700205229804</id><published>2005-10-16T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T03:03:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh.</title><content type='html'>i still don't have a commercial for my media arts elective periodical exam due on tuesday. and why am I not panicky or something? Plus, my sagutang diyalogo memorization was sucky. I don't feel like doing anything. ugh. but on the brighter side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm happy for you... :) hope you make the right decisions and all that. lam mo na un. you're smart naman, sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ang freaky kahapon, major. While eating lunch, i suddenly remembered someone. after a few seconds, that someone called and what's weird was that we haven't spoken to each other for like decades. i reiterated this to a close friend and she interpreted it as something scientific. haha.  "the power of the mind", ika nga. then we started discussing dreams and how they were related to everyday life. im very much interested in the topic. astig no, when someone can interpret dreams. perhaps, i can start with patterns. like, i know this person who dreamt of the same things consecutively, for 3 days i think. tas ako, i dreamt of people whom I've only met after I've seen them in my dreams. kaya pagnakita ko cla, freaky. dami eh. tas may dream inside the dream. wala lng? and when you think of someone, you end up dreaming about that person. wala lng.  pero i hate when that happens to me. kasi, basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112945700205229804?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112945700205229804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112945700205229804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112945700205229804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112945700205229804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/argh.html' title='argh.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112933497620392777</id><published>2005-10-14T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:53:36.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ganon pla un</title><content type='html'>everything is happening so fast. . super bigtime stuff... and these are making me ponder on lots of things that i used to believe in or strongly stick with. change is constant i know, but i guess im just not used to adjusting to vast changes. especially when i think everything is in the right place, at least for me. cguro lht ng to ay learning experience. whataa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112933497620392777?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112933497620392777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112933497620392777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112933497620392777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112933497620392777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/ganon-pla-un.html' title='ganon pla un'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112891206250362050</id><published>2005-10-09T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:41:02.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the strawberry on top</title><content type='html'>to top off my hell week and not to mention the first time i literally didnt sleep was my lasallecet, yesterda. haha. i just wanted to finish it, so shinotgun ko ung most parts lalo na sa science. wala akong sinolve kahit isang chem. haha. and ang nkktwa ay wala na tlga akong pake. i guess di tlga ako para don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday night, 4am na ako nakauwe. un ung night na di ako natulog. thats what you call CRAMMING. and im surprisingly upbeat the morning after that day. COFFEE mehn. thats the effect of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday was fun. the iv3 students (di naman, pero mejo madami na din pumunta) went here to record their grad songs. its was fun especially the "this is my graduation day..ooh wee ooh.." haha. they're really something. im truly gonna miss them. sniff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112891206250362050?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112891206250362050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112891206250362050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112891206250362050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112891206250362050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/10/strawberry-on-top.html' title='the strawberry on top'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112791538256434135</id><published>2005-09-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T06:49:42.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ye</title><content type='html'>kanina, nag record kami ni chax and mikko sa house for a demo cd to be submitted on friday. yes friday. i had fun despite the many things that are goggling our minds. i miss them and many other things. I miss being able to sleep without any worries whatsoever. I miss summer, i miss my friends. waah. i feel like sleeping. sana pwede na lng na maging ganon ganon. why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112791538256434135?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112791538256434135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112791538256434135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112791538256434135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112791538256434135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/09/ye.html' title='ye'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112566800612361029</id><published>2005-09-02T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:33:26.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>punta kayo</title><content type='html'>punta kayo sa sunday sa phil am life auditorium and support our school sa choir competition, "soundtrack". tickets at 200.-, ang saya tlga if you guys can drop by. Bring your friends and family, why not diba. :) and if you like hale theyre playing dun. haha galing no, choir tas band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112566800612361029?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112566800612361029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112566800612361029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112566800612361029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112566800612361029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/09/punta-kayo.html' title='punta kayo'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112505504536624945</id><published>2005-08-26T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T04:17:25.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super.wow.</title><content type='html'>we watched the volleyball tournament kanina, ang galing ng stc team ah. and i was with my classmates pa, so super saya diba. in a few hours ill be going to andy's dish celebration. hehe. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDY! gaaash, so many things happened but i cant seem to put them into words. haha, maybe because these last couple of weeks happened in a blur, so fast that I hardly remember details or at least most of it. what i do recall are the heartwarming things. like, last wed we went out and watched a play, and for most of the day I was with Berna(kasi we were arranged by class numbers) and I had soo much fun. yie bernie. Then we played unlikely games sa bus, nakakatuwa. yun natatandaan ko. hmm what else,, i met a good writer, spilled mango juice all over a friend, (sorry verooo!), received 11 msgs in one night(dahil walang signal samin at ung 11 na un ay mga tatlong araw na pala hahaahhaha), went to a special child school, taught kids, witnessed a tantrum, stepped on a snake's blood, cried immensely over harry potter, played circle of life a million times , ridiculously waited outside a theatre for what seemed like decades, went to a hospital to visit a friend, gave someone a dewberry bar using a pen... hahah teka, i didn't forget naman pala after all. in spite of the shitty feelings ive been harboring since yesterday, reminiscing such rewarding experiences which make each day different than the other for me, make all things bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy i feel better na ah. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112505504536624945?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112505504536624945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112505504536624945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112505504536624945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112505504536624945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/08/superwow.html' title='super.wow.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112463108763997154</id><published>2005-08-21T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T06:31:27.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you wouldnt know unless you ask.</title><content type='html'>i can say that i had a fun weekend despite the fact that I didnt do anything that was related to studying. Cguro, that's it, i had fun because I didn't worry about anything. kahit malapit na. oo kaya. di m lng nmamalayan pero oo. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i discovered a number of things from a certain person. secrets, mostly.  nakaktwa pakinggan na ang daming bagay na natatago pero alam natin, di lng nating alam na alam na nating lahat kasi di tayo nagtatanong. so ang labo, pero gets ko naman. haha. di ko lng msbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit ko na matapos ang harry potter. weird xa. pero whatever pa ang comments ng mga tao, im still a big fan of the book. actually lahat. i remember there was a time when i read the books repeatedly so if you ask me a small detail about anything dun, masasagot ko. yak, kadiri yun a. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erghh wala ako msabi, nkktwa ung ngyre samin khpon. we failed to watch this play that we planned on viewing kasi walang nagbebenta ng ticket at nakakahya kasi naginvite pa kami. aay ala na ako msbi eh, ang retreat namin ay day before acet. yehey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112463108763997154?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112463108763997154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112463108763997154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112463108763997154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112463108763997154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-wouldnt-know-unless-you-ask.html' title='you wouldnt know unless you ask.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112398036711603251</id><published>2005-08-13T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T17:46:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>habang may time pa..:P</title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun. first quarter exams were over and i hope that we atleast get a decent grade in physics. the exams were probably easy for some but outlandish for me. maybe because my study habits deteriorated as each exam day passed. haha, since physics and fil were last, i expect super low marks. pero ok lng dba haha.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;to compensate for the shitty exams, we viewed a nice movie sa gateway and not to mention, free lunch at berna's place. it was fun. and saya kasi wala kang iniisip na exam the next day. so you can just enjoy all you want and not worry about the things that you have to do. pero alam ko na the feeling will eventually return kc we're seniors. haha. we watched "if only" and ended up crying. ang ano niya kasi eh ang, waaah. haha, and i seldom cry because of a movie. inaasar nga ako nla ate na bato, pero un ay dahil lang she literally cries in all movies. mapascary, or comedy or teen. hahaahah anyway, befor the movie we had merienda tas super funny. naghiwalay kasi muna, so four lng kme sa burgoo, and we totally forgot about the movie that we were supposed to watch so we ordered food. tas buti nlng napabilis nila haha so we got the food and had it packed so we can eat nlng sa movie house. hahahha, then we weren't sure if food was allowed so we did the "jacket technique", you have to be there to see why its funny. basta ang aliw. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon, pero i feel na malapit na din kami maging busy ulit (choir, dance pro, 2nd quarter, acet!), pero for now enjoy muna. i have time to read harry potter na nga eh! asa chapter 7 na ko :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112398036711603251?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112398036711603251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112398036711603251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112398036711603251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112398036711603251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/08/habang-may-time-pap_13.html' title='habang may time pa..:P'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112298229704371982</id><published>2005-08-02T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T04:31:37.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112298229704371982?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112298229704371982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112298229704371982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112298229704371982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/112298229704371982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112116400454210840</id><published>2005-07-12T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T03:26:44.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important"</title><content type='html'>yesterday we watched the Little Prince in school and i definitely like the book way better. I find most parts of the film quite boring plus i didnt get the chance to sleep the night before because my weekend was packed with family dinners, shopping (yeeee) and movies because my dad is only staying for a week. wala lang i soo love this line (ung title).  it made me think that even if we're tired of giving all our efforts and energy on a thing that we desire to have, the time that we've spent on it matters most because it shows our passion in achieving that thing that we dream of having. wala lang, galing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayers, (haha! i got this from kams), school is becoming more hectic lately and our country's current political and economic instabilities are all we discuss in school. well, dpat nga naman. i learn so much from our eco class kasi ang galing, lahat interested sa current events. hehe. actually lahat, mas involved ngayon eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to watch the admu vs. lasalle game last sunday but we went to gateway instead and buti nlng i missed that torturous game. better luck next time for them,hopefully we get to see a next time din. sanaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elective was fun, we imitated sounds of machines. tas ang galing ng ideas nila. hahaha, and we have no written quizzes pa. pero gaaaash, hirap magisip ng ideas na mgnda eh. im also attending review classes in school and it helps me aloooooot. wala lang. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-112116400454210840?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/112116400454210840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=112116400454210840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of almost 12 schools as of today and another 4 i think for tomorrow. we had speakers from colleges and universities like admu, ceu, mapua, pwu, fatima, college of the holy spirit, miriam college, etc. and mapua is by far the most successful school to sales talk students. haha, i myself was quite impressed with their presentation even though i dont plan to apply for their school. the others were uhm ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey.. my dad's going home today but he's only staying here for a couple of days so were gonna go out a lot this weekend i guess. this is such a surprise, hey im happy, but it feels weird, seeing him again. haha, ack! pangt pakinggan, i dont know how to explain the feeling but i really miss him and i think he's dying to see us. haha. we were suprised to know that he's coming back today because his return is not due yet til november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a month of school already passed and work is starting to pile up.. well atleast for some of us, hehe. last week, i didnt even say hi to our kada during breaktimes because we always had meetings. i soo missed them. and sometimes it really sucks, because things dont always work out the way you plan it. well, ung fact na un reality na. pero what if you really planned it as in super plan tlga? yun yun e. anyway, el fili is so malabo. there are parts that i really find boring and to compare it to last year's noli, super mas gusto ko ung noli haha. well when i read noli, the way the story was presented was soo clear. the events, the dialogues and the like. the version of fili that we're studying is so much different. everything is narrated, shortened and fast-paced that im not getting the real essence of the story. haha wla lang. sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking for our last year's geom teacher the whole day, today. hahaha. at di ko p nbbgay recommendation form ko! haha waaah. super nagkakasalisi kami, and nahihiya ako kasi he's a busy man. haha, iscary.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-112013239659446200</id><published>2005-06-30T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T04:53:16.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nakakines. grbe, nakakines tlga. super palang nkkbadtrip pag you literally dont know what to do or how youre going to start thinking about it or basta. grrrr. i always tell myself that i have plenty of time to think about what im gonna take up blabla pero hindi eh, frustrating man. kc i dont think ive impressed enough teachers to give me a high recommendation. kasi naman no, ive done mediocre stuff, things that are forgettable. kaya eto, im so afraid to do something that would lower my chances of getting in. because of this i dont want to give my recommendation letter to just anyone and be done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as weird as it sounds, current political issues slowly affect my decision of taking up legal management or pol sci. ang shitty kasi eh, parang wala naman pala tlga mangyyri eh. parang grbe when i was listening to the news kanina, i seriously thought of studying hard and graduating and after all that, it would all be serving for this country. weird eh, kasi even if i really really want to help and like help in big things,naiisip ko na magisa lang ako and not all would care about what i have to say. so parang mejo unformed decision na ang meron ako.  parang, ano nlng kaya kung course na i can leave soon after graduating college? diba? or whatever.  makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakines kasi sobrang di ko tlga alam san magsisimula hahaa. sabooog eeeeh. management on applied chem nlng kaya&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111960131977466648</id><published>2005-06-24T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:21:59.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a late entry</title><content type='html'>today, i was absent again. haay. hopefully this is the last day that i would be absent, im so eager to go to school. gbre, last night i really thought that id be going to school today, as in i had all my things prepared pa, then when i woke up, namamaga pa din. ok lang naman eh, kasi diba nga who cares hahaha, but it looked so swollen that according to my mom when anyone, upon seeing it, would think that i still had the "sickness". haha, so rest nlng daw. chka i should not risk daw the chance that it would bloat again, onga eh. pero whatever, i felt depressed :| i really really really thought i can e. 4 days. whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went through some of my classmate's blog entries especially those about their different feelings towards being a senior. i never really gave my thoughts on that, and upon reading those of my classmates, it made me think of my summer, how i spent it and the comparison between junior and senior year. parang, i never really  did a closure thingy of my summer, so this is a late entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my summer didnt really start the way i planned it because a certain someone made it hard for me but by the end of the summer i was delighted, because that part of my life made me realize that he and the many other bad people or situation that i encounter are not just there to deliberately destroy me, but to help me become a more complete person. so i thank you, for this experience that i got to handle and made me give more importance to the worthy people. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best time with mime, vero and erika last april in our anilao galera trip. it made me forget about the shitty feelings i was harboring. i will forever cherish that. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expert guides. besides the fact that i got to spend more time with the a.s. and close friends who luckily, belong to the same class as mine ,the review gave me a wake up call to the reality of finally taking my upcoming senior year seriously. i have to be responsible because college life is approaching. grbe were all fussing about the courses that we plan to take, the school that we want to apply to. ako ah, ewan, it felt weird when i got the up form. haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met new people that i also got the chance to hang out with. hopefully, we could hang out more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a senior feels a lot more serious than being a junior. it was a fun fun year, no doubt. this is our last year and who knows, probably after we graduate we may never get the chance to see some of our schoolmates because we would all be going on with our own lives. grbe, even though we had a load of work last year, super fuun pa din. grbe ang saya ng third year. well mcya dn naman this year, only double work and serious times haha, the best ang iv3 hehe, at kami lng ngkkintidihan sa iv3 humor. and its our last year. sad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111960131977466648?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111960131977466648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111960131977466648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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better than bumming at home wondering whats happening in school, or maybe just because that im now a senior. its so hard to risk a single day of school because you dont know what youre missing. Ive missed a lot of things in school, the usual humorous and interesting stories of my class na i only get to know by reading my classmates' blogs or hearing it from someone else. then, its also hard to catch up from lessons, luckily its only the start of the year so kaya pa habulin ung lessons. ugh. iba eh, i feel shitty here. I feel useless and alone with my big big bukol on the face. i unfortunately got infected with this viral disease we call mumps. haay.  or (iba iba diagnosis ng doctors dahil mej mataas ang location) this bad case of gum disease na i got from taking operation last summer. my face bloated to the size of a basketball. hahahaha. exaaaj. pero almost, today mejo lumiliit na xa. we were informed that the incubation period of mumps is 10 days so that means na 10 days before monday when my face started to swell, i already had it. so i must have acquired it some 14 days before today. pero whatever, so we should all take extra caution when it comes to food sharing, i was informed that our salivary glands are soo sensitive. I didn't eat anything worthy to be called heavy food this week, i feel so weak, i want to go to school, ive already missed 3 quizzes i think, i freakin miss my classmates, kada, all i do here is sulk, review, drink, gargle, sleep and the not-so-cool things that you dont do in school. So for the first time, im gonna say that i badly want to go to school for the reason of why school is here, to study and to see people. i feel isolated here, shucks 3 days plng o, ganito na feeling ko. i couldnt believe that i soo wanted to be absent dati when i was in 1st to 3rd year. so i finally got what i wanted and it didnt feel good pala. nyeek. i miss a lot of things. huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111951596917888793?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111951596917888793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111951596917888793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111951596917888793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111951596917888793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/06/ngyn-ko-lng-naisip-kasi-e-sorry-na.html' title='ngyn ko lng naisip kasi e sorry na'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111906752265764894</id><published>2005-06-17T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T21:05:22.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forms.. anyone?</title><content type='html'>uuuy! i got 2 ateneo college application forms so if anyone's interested to buy my extra one please contact me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this second week of school was a blur. It went so fast na feeling ko anytime entrance test na haha. today is fete sa el pueblo and i dunno if im going, whatever goes nlng haha. yesterday we watched a play at the meralco theatre, ung beauty and the beast. ang cute hehe, it wasnt that different from the disney version except that they added songs. masaya xa, pero ewan super inantok ako, maybe because i was tired from school the whole week.  haaay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111906752265764894?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111906752265764894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111906752265764894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everyones fussing about, haha we actually got 3 of those.. haha adiiiik. we wanted to try that "look". haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we played at the vv6 gig. i had a fab time having to get acquainted with people whom ive been meaning to chika with for the longest time. and i did, and it was fun. pero nakakakapagod din super, i instantly slept upon seeing the bed haay. earlier that day we also had our refresher class at expert guides where little improvement was evident on my upcat mock results. waaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha heeey, summer's really over, everyone's busy with school again, pero of course we get to experience all the happy moments with our beloved classmates again. pero teka, grbe dami nkakapanibago sa pgging senior, i think of doing the things that i do, as one of the last things ill ever get to experience as a highschool. well doooi, college application forms are out, senior year or should i say last year of hs began, we all have to be especially serious this year. we are grad students. haha, we move on big steps as we go through different, significant stages in life but what sucks is that we have to leave behind not only memories but people whom weve spent out lives for the longest time. its sad, but we all malamang have to experience this. oh weeeeeell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i should really fuss about at this time is how im going to pass my desired and future college university. totoo ba to? tlgang iniisip na naming lahat to?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111865256779884864?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111865256779884864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111865256779884864&amp;isPopup=true' 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fooling around. i had real fun today, at school. even if it took up resting time, hehe. i was happy with the people im working with, haha, they have this whole package..i mean, theyre serious yet humorous, a mixture of those two cguro. haha, cant describe, basta i had fun. but then i got tired. hehe. late din ako sinundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nagsisink in pa sakin na were about to enter senior year, finish it then enter college. haaay nagsisink in pa din&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111772681788119148?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111772681788119148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111772681788119148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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phone conversations, are lait times, our tutoring sessions, our up tambays, your gigs, the practices, our serious talks, our not so serious talks, the talk, the kain, food trip, our house trip, our kwentuhan, our late night yellowcab blues slash formalwear for prom approval, your encouragement, the way you think and the way you joke, when you become political, how you speak your mind, your philosophies, your beliefs, opinions, i miss youre company, i miss talking to you, most of all,  i miss the days that i do not miss you, haha, kasi im with you, tapos masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy ikaw din miss na kita kahit nakkta kita lgi! i miss our trip to the mall kain sessions at song composition times,  eating chicken ,choco chip cookies and dewberry at your house, your guitar playing session whether in public (HAHA) places or sa house lng, up trips and window shopping slash fitting sessions. wala lng, namiss ko lng. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849530.post-111684833721485778</id><published>2005-05-23T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T04:38:57.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shooocking</title><content type='html'>ive had decent, better results of review tests, but kulang pa din tlga e. but its a lot better than my first set of review results, gooosh, those scores are not gonna help me pass anything. But our mathiv teacher told us awhile ago that we should not be super affected by our low scores in the review sessions because its what we work hard for after the review that would matter. That advice simply helped me to toil more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to this open party last friday and met a few people. haha, people who were drunk, people who did nothing but dance, people who wanted to forget :P and ewan.haha, it was fun naman, i seldom go out with my friends these days because everyone seem busy with review? or basta with something, buti pa sila may preoccupation haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, while we were walking along katipunan, i saw a lot of familiar people, people i just know but have nothing to do with, but gaaaaawd i know them. and it sucks, why? because even if i only see them from a far, i know that things went well with them, i mean, the last time i was "with" those people, i was in the same position and last time i checked, we were all on the same track,  that of  less problematic  lives , less dilemmas, and from a far, i see that they are happy. well, im happy for them,but it got me thinking for the whole afternoon, what the fuck happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And natutuwa din pala ako, (haha labo), kasi there are some naman who randomly make your day different, parang turn thingy, hahahah labo. parang transition from a super sober mood to a light feeling na ewan, those people haha, even if they have no idea what youre  going through, make you happy for the smallest mababaw reasons, like telling you that your name rhymes with "lenten" and "sentence" and to kid with tongue rings and braces, haha and the fact that people tell you that they miss you even if you see them everyday, or your teacher who thinks that having a band is a big thing, or the guy youve danced with last friday who suddenly approached you  while having lunch and told you how his life/day/problem went, or your mother who surprisingly calls  when class ends, asking if youre going home(haha go figure that one out.) hehe. PArang balance thingy, na for every bad thing may good thing, or this equilibrium thingy (yes!) is just a part of this whole philosophy that im trying to stick with. I dont know if its gonna help din, parang go with the flow lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111684833721485778?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111684833721485778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111684833721485778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111684833721485778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111684833721485778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/shooocking.html' title='shooocking'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111631395490038813</id><published>2005-05-16T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:12:34.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey pag wlang mgwa tulad ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. SCHOOLS YOU ATTENDED?&lt;br /&gt;st.lorenzo, st.marys, stc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS THE&lt;br /&gt;WALLPAPER ON YOUR CELLPHONE?&lt;br /&gt;ewan, parang digital clock para laging alam ang time haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DID YOU GET&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH SLEEP LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;no i watched 8 straight episodes of fullhouse eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT THIS MORNING WHEN YOU&lt;br /&gt;WOKE UP?&lt;br /&gt;ano kaya ngyre sa fullhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT DO YOU HAVE HANDY AT&lt;br /&gt;YOUR&lt;br /&gt;BEDSIDE?&lt;br /&gt;cellphone and my organizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. EVER TRIED TO SKIP MEAL?&lt;br /&gt;oo naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. GRILLED OR FRIED?&lt;br /&gt;grilled,though ok naman ung fried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT MAKES YOU UNIQUE TO&lt;br /&gt;OTHERS?&lt;br /&gt;uhh, i eat kahit masakit ngipin ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE&lt;br /&gt;DARK?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. FAVORITE HANGOUT?&lt;br /&gt;house,friends house,place na madaming foodchains,mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 3 THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT? &lt;/p&gt; cant live without people i love ofcourse, pero kung things, food and cell na cguro.pati ung piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. FIRST THING YOU WILL BUY IF&lt;br /&gt;GIVEN 1&lt;br /&gt;THOUSAND DOLLARS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;clothes books, a grand piano and a new wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVORITE SONG WHEN YOU'RE&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;make yourself album by incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mdami,dark,insects mga ganun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. ARE YOU A GIVER OR TAKER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ewan ko,minsan giver minsan taker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;len,lenlen,lhenie,arleni,flerida,lenny-o,lennox,lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR DAD'S&lt;br /&gt;MIDDLE NAME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;jeuen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. MOST RECENT MOVIE THAT YOU&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. INVISIBLE FOR A DAY, WHAT&lt;br /&gt;WOULD&lt;br /&gt;YOU DO? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm satisfy my curiosity of what certain people do when im not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. STUCK ON A DESERT ISLAND &amp;&lt;br /&gt;COULD&lt;br /&gt;HAVE ONLY ONE KIND OF FOOD FOR&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;REST OF YOUR LIFE, WHAT WOULD IT&lt;br /&gt;BE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVORITE T.V. COMMERCIAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ung kay mana, kasi kabarkada ko xa e hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU'LL DIE TOMORROW, WHAT&lt;br /&gt;WILL&lt;br /&gt;YOU DO? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;shempre to spend time with loved ones&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FIRST THING YOU'LL SAVE IN A&lt;br /&gt;FIRE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;thing?hindi person? damit nlng chka pagkain. pera na na rin para mabuhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. YOUR EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;black? oo black ata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT ARE THE THINGS YOU&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;BRING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;always?   cell, handkerchief,pepperspray,mirror,cheektint,lipbalm,ung mini toothbrush now that i have braces chka wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. WHAT DID YOU WANNA BE WHEN&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;WERE A KID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;doctor or teacher ata, sinong hindi?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY DO WHEN&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;CLOCK TURNS 7 AM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;probably sleeping or if not, just playing the piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDSHEET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHO U WANT TO MEET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  the wayan brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. HOW'S LIFE TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;ayos lng, i know i have to somehow get myself together and do something productive i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111631395490038813?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111631395490038813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111631395490038813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111631395490038813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111631395490038813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/survey-pag-wlang-mgwa-tulad-ko.html' title='survey pag wlang mgwa tulad ko'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111614721384998490</id><published>2005-05-15T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:53:33.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parang ung ganun pero hindi naman</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BDAY GIGI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uy may kwento ako sayo!&lt;br /&gt;-weh ulul gago!&lt;br /&gt;-naalala ko lng ung sa jeep, ang saya e&lt;br /&gt;-meron akong 5 pesos sa bulsa ko!&lt;br /&gt;-uy tara lunch tayo!&lt;br /&gt;-hindi naman ako abusada eh haha&lt;br /&gt;-yes naman freaky experience!&lt;br /&gt;-besty!&lt;br /&gt;-eh hindi naman tinatanggal ang bassist eh!&lt;br /&gt;-i read the blog of .....!&lt;br /&gt;-feeling ko, feeling ko, feeling ko hindi ko to maalala bukas&lt;br /&gt;-ganda naman ng resort nio!&lt;br /&gt;-O?hindi din ako nagaral e weh! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuff lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! eeew kadiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.yuuuuuuuuuuuuuck haha, soo maganda yan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111614721384998490?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111614721384998490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111614721384998490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111614721384998490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111614721384998490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/parang-ung-ganun-pero-hindi-naman.html' title='parang ung ganun pero hindi naman'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111580621557578170</id><published>2005-05-11T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T03:10:15.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo hungry that i cant see straight</title><content type='html'>today, we had our chem mock test.  i was seated beside trisha and beside her was gabio hahah, and we had so much fun puro laughtrip. nakaktwa kasi eh, humble kaasi kami e :P during the earlier part of the day i was beside mime and riki, which was super fun hahha. they were the first to see my freakin metal mouth. hahha, and we had our class pic, and i had a hard time smiling. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lunch was i think 15% of my usual meal. haha, and im soooo hungry right noooooow. waah. and i cant do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat ganun? the more the pinplit mong wag isipin ang isang bagay, lalo mo pa xang naiicp? grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111580621557578170?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111580621557578170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111580621557578170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111580621557578170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111580621557578170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/sooo-hungry-that-i-cant-see-straight.html' title='sooo hungry that i cant see straight'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111564617151091377</id><published>2005-05-09T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:42:51.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the point?</title><content type='html'>this is the last day that im braces-free, haha. i wonder how it feels to have one, haha, im about ti find out tomorrow when i visit the dentis for the nth time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNG REVIEW.&lt;br /&gt;we had math3 and chem today. today was one of those better days for me, wherein there were seldom times that i got bored or yawned myself to sleep. Maybe because i needed to listen, especially when we got to the part that was not discussed to us during the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH YUNG KAIN&lt;br /&gt;i promised myself that this day would be a one of those tipid days, and i managed to use a hundred bucks for my lunch, but waaaah, dad took a long time picking us up so we ate at pizza hut wherein my budget was completely destroyed. so much for saving money, i used up the whole of my allowance. grrr, control. anyway, i would be eating less once my braces got fixed.(hahah ewan basta yun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON PHILOSOPHIES&lt;br /&gt;nakaktuwa to, yesterday i was staring at the ceiling for like an hour, realizing that i couldnt bare to sleep without clarifying my philosophy in life. one can have a philosophy that can be the god of their lives, it can destroy them because of its overpowering impact on a person who TOTALLY depends on that certain philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;1. You can be the who relies on destiny; one who unmistakebly find all answers on your destiny, you dont question much because you already believe that once a thing exists, i would be in its destined position.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can be the optimistic one who's a bit passive at times, but is calm when conflicts arise, because your philosophy centers on life and everything  good about it; you believe in the beauty of challenges and obstacles therefore youre attitude towards everything is positive.&lt;br /&gt;3. You can be one who says bahala na most of the time, because oftentimes things are far beyon discussion.no explanations whatever.kasi, bahala na.&lt;br /&gt;4.Or the one who says "go with the flow" nlng while drinking beer.haha joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami tlga, haha beliefs that help us become better persons, the way we see it. It can also be a limit to doing the things out of our belief, it limits our choices to the ones accountable on our philosophy. It becomes the god of our lives, because unintentionally, we act upon on our belief (or what we say to people that we believe in), kaya nga when we sometimes believe in something that contradicts our proclaimed philosophy, we are condemned for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anong point? ewan bahala ka. hahaha joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang point ay we should not let these philosophies overcome us, or worse, close our minds into limited possibilities. true, it can help us, only if we use these  moderately, in the right place and time. All of this, im still learning up to now, and luckily its not too late to realize these stuff. I still  commit most of these mistakes but I try to be reminded of the things that help me control myself, (get myself away from hypocrisy which more often than not i am poisoned with), even though i want to be that person who can provide good answers to all questionable stuff, i can only say so much. kasi ako din ay madalas nagkakamali. hehe. pero ayos lng :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111564617151091377?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111564617151091377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111564617151091377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111564617151091377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111564617151091377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/whats-point.html' title='whats the point?'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111555468769261311</id><published>2005-05-08T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T05:18:07.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you silence.</title><content type='html'>youre a big spoiled brat na walang respect sa mga tao, at lalo na sa nanay mo. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for that. i just need to let it out before i freakin lose it. i can finally say i did something productive for a whole day, being able to finish good books, reviewing math2, answering problems simultaneously and gaining new info on unfamiliar words and phrases--and it all came from boredome. yup, i had no choice but to do all these. haha. And its the first day this summer that i locked myself up in my room for more than 6 hours with nothing to eat (oooi!), with only books, handouts and reviewers in my bed and my cellphone under the bed. i dont know whats gotten into me, but i sure hope that i can get used to this when the need comes, in the future perhaps. But this doesnt change the fact that i am weak when it comes to studying continuously, haha, cguro there are just those daaaays, and this is one of those.hahahaha. labo, basta gets nio mehn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i (finaaallly) finished reading "the things they carried" and it is only now that i discovered that this book was assigned for ate's book report when she was a sophomore ngyng college, haha. it was such a nice book, many NEW insights that one can learn from, a different view on the military peole and the life of one who has simple ambitions. After reading that, I was determined to achieve all that I can while I still have the chance, and again we should thank the idea of carpe diem,despite of its growing nature as a cliche --we should all seize the day, take chances and go for the risky choices,haha. i know i have a lot of these, and im actually thankful for the countless mistakes that ive committed, i wouldnt have it any other way. i know i had a LOT of wrong choices, but im still alive with only a few things removed from me, but with a greater amount of addition to my life--including stuff that i know i should not repeat, a better view of the right and wrong things, the people who continually help us, the people whose always there and are willing to listen, a better realization of life and its challenges, the strength to move on, the beauty of getting hurt and the blissful feeling of loving again without the previous mistakes and (indescribable na eto e) the ___ feeling when something great happens even without the person we want to experience it with. We are oftentimes blinded by these countless reasons to enjooooooy, kaya we fail to make the most out of our day, tapos days, tapos months, tapos year, tas life. diba ang lungkot nun? kaya i try to live life day by day lng, dahan dahan, enjoying little things, enjoying others' company, accepting things, reading books, haha learning. And one thing ive realized pa that learning is fun-- and i have CHAX to thank for sa realization na ito. True, i sometimes sulk, but bigger reasons are facing me now and they are all evident through my loving friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats a yey. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111555468769261311?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111555468769261311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111555468769261311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111555468769261311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111555468769261311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-you-silence.html' title='thank you silence.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111546197466893992</id><published>2005-05-07T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T03:32:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>day 3. 4 hours of straight chem was a torture. it felt like we were in this chamber, and someone was pouring us with these informations that sounded like blablabla.. maybe because we had halfday geom too, i usually like chem, except yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauubos ang pera ko sa review. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, binunutan ako ng dlwang ngipin sa taas. saraaaaap. i can still feel the taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikko dropped by yesterday.yeeey. we ate lunch together, but only for an hour because thats about all the time we have for lunch break:1 hour. yeheeey naamn yun eh no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this new view on people who feel good about themselves. nakakatuwa kaya sila. kasi hindi nila sinasayang ung oras nila, sulking on what they dont have, instead they dress themselves and they like the way they look. hindi ung sobra ah, ung tipong feeling na,. hindi yun. ung tama lng, parang, by letting themselves enjoy their look, natutulungan nila ung sarili nila to feel good, parang tama nga ang self-love., we sometimes do need that and we have to feel good and love ourselves. thats what i need most right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review classes is overall fun naman, atleast i get to see the people i want to hangout with, my friends are ..omygad basta i love them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111546197466893992?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111546197466893992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111546197466893992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111546197466893992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111546197466893992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111529130056290750</id><published>2005-05-05T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T04:08:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>day2 at expert guides was definitely better than day 1, we had math4 and day2 of english which were better than math 2 slash word problems.yak. we were lucky that sir ben already taught most of the math 4 topics during advanced algeb this year, even though we didnt tackle much of trigo like other schools.we had our advantage, yey. pero goodluck to us when trigo comes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinabitan na ako ng spacer and they will again, extract my teeth this sat, soooo looking forward to that :p whoo malapit na matapos ang mga paghihirap yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katamad na magreview. hindi! grr..aaralin ko tlga to. hahaa. yaaak sna gnahan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grbe tlga noh, when people cover up for their dirty works by making it look like they have no choice but to give up. wala cguro mkkgets but based from experience kasi, nakakinis na akala ng mga tao tama ung ginawa nla ayt nakabuti sa ibang tao, well in fact hinuhugasan lng nila ung kamay nila sa mga kasalanan nila. nakakatawa sila eh.hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111529130056290750?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111529130056290750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111529130056290750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111529130056290750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111529130056290750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111509626472201656</id><published>2005-05-02T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:57:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how come?</title><content type='html'>..yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-first review session&lt;br /&gt;-nakakabobong math2&lt;br /&gt;-bobong result sa gen. info&lt;br /&gt;-knew nothing about current events, should expose myself to such stuff&lt;br /&gt;-english.ok lng&lt;br /&gt;-ate dinner at yellow cab with family, and  half pizza lng ang nakain ko sa super sakit ng ngipin&lt;br /&gt;- ktv with family near dish sa abs&lt;br /&gt;-all night singing literal.&lt;br /&gt;- drank yummy milkshakes all night,coz thats all i can eat&lt;br /&gt;- dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..today..&lt;br /&gt;-woke up today feeling ikie.&lt;br /&gt;-lecheng dream&lt;br /&gt;-no breakfast, no lunch, i freakin cant eat anything&lt;br /&gt;-you call soup food?&lt;br /&gt;-mas matinong entry when i get back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111509626472201656?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111509626472201656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111509626472201656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111509626472201656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111509626472201656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-come.html' title='how come?'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111492613927390522</id><published>2005-04-30T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:46:17.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalong lumobo.karma</title><content type='html'>ugh. i thought my face was at its worst yesterday when it started bloating uncontrollably, while i was at emma's debut. i might have enjoyed the event, but because of my stupid bloating face, i didn't. the gig was okay though, and i enjoyed seeing the people i miss from the graduates of stc. I was worried the whole time i was there, that I couldnt be able to sing, but fortunately i did manage to sing, kahit mej sablay na. But the band was good, super thankful ako sa kanila, they were there the last minute. haha. i met the band, right before the debut, sa studio.haha ang funny, buti nlng mabait at astig sila. whoa, and i definitely have a knack for making bad things even worse as they are. by the time i got home, my face has gotten much much much much bigger, super alam ko na yung version pag uber tumaba ako. ngayon, sobrang sakit, you can't even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpaiwan ako kela mama, they went to the mall and ate and shopped and ate and shopped, while im here eating/drinking soup because thats all i can eat. ang shitty naman neto haha. napipilitan akong magpapayat. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched he was cool kanina, ung korean movie, haha.at natuwa naman ako. may naalala ako eh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, i so want to eat. review classes starts tomorrow and i dont even know if i can attend. im gonna spend this day resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya ang debut, ang ganda ni emma, hehe. naks. food was great daw,  i wouldnt know diba. most of the time i was with either the band or with bec, paui and the crowd. sayang,we didnt get the chance to tell our stories because i had a hard time talking. karma to, daldal ko daw at mxdong selfconscious .haha. maybe i ought to think things over. kinakarma na ako eh .aha&lt;br /&gt;bsta, im thankful sa band. hehe, but i also miss finding mikko super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can attend the review clases, i think im gonna rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111492613927390522?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111492613927390522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111492613927390522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111492613927390522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111492613927390522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/lalong-lumobokarma.html' title='lalong lumobo.karma'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111483880817615499</id><published>2005-04-29T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:26:48.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloated Pes</title><content type='html'>the surgery lastedfor 6 straight hours and it was the most excruciating pain ive ever experienced physically. my head was throbbing for the last 12 hours but i still feel great..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face literally bloated and i have a fever, which  according to Dr. Jekha are side effects of the said surgery. My right wisdom tooth were broken into 4 parts because they had no way of taking it out. I wanted it to end and it felt like forever when were at it. BUt its all over now, and im happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is still bloated pero nakakatawa tlga ang ichura promise, we took pictures of its, ipopost&lt;br /&gt;ko nlng pag hindi na nkakatamad. haha. and i have to attend this debut later,looking like this. with 100 lbs added all in my face, and it feeeeels great! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kulet, part ata ng side effect ang pagka topak ko., i can only eat mashed potatoes and cold soup for the next 5 days or so. Then after that they would be taking my 2 molar teeth.yeheeeeey. After 2 weeks ata i will visit the ortho for my you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna sleep again because i know im gonna need it for later. And i do nothing these days except go to the denist, sleep or play the piano.haha yeeey. I miss my galera girls already naks. i also miss my kada hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111483880817615499?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111483880817615499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111483880817615499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111483880817615499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111483880817615499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/bloated-pes.html' title='bloated Pes'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111470061044141229</id><published>2005-04-28T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T08:12:07.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang orahex ay hindi joke.</title><content type='html'>my addict sister made this layout for me while i was away buying my dream piano.:) thanks&lt;a href="http://gigicalvo.blogspot.com/"&gt; gig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gigicalvo.blogspot.com"&gt;i&lt;/a&gt;! she was working on this layout for the whole day and im so touched, ganda o! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was one of the greatest days, one of the most surprising if you put it that way, bcause my parents bought me a new piano, the model that i dreamt of having since i first knew that i wanted to be a pianist when i grow up. It was an abrupt decision to buy it, haha, but my impulsive dad wanted to buy it right away, (and since we got it for a lower amount unlike its original shocking price, lucky us. When it was delivered, my mom repeatedly nagged me on how dad loves me so much that he would give anything, haha and i asked her why she kept on repeating that and she said that she felt that i was taking all of my blessings for granted and it made me think. huhu. So, i went to dad and thanked him for all, not just because mom talked to me, but because i really felt that lately i was just thinking that he was giving these things to us just to show his obligation as a father and not out of his desire for us to be happy. its just that, there are those times wherein we feel that way about him. Im so thankful, haha, i nearly cried when it was delivered here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to alabang with my parents(we checked out the piano before it was delivered), we went to the salon i had my nails frenchtipped and it was my first time. haha. Naaliw nga kami lahat sobra, super hindi ko na tinantanan. wala lng, ang aliw pala magpa ganun.:) i only did it because I wanted to try it eh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my scheduled surgery so I am to stay home for the whole day after it. Im nervous because of the fact that im not nervous. haha i mean, i never thought of it as that painful, but when our dentist told me how it would go, wahaha natakot na ako. uhu.goodluck. they would be taking out my wisdom tooth na hindi pa tumutubo, kaya surgery nga kasi kukunin nila ung tooth nasa ilalim pa. they will be slicing my gums and all. yey, blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent finished uploading the photos on multipy because of the damn comp, and i cant send the pics to mime because the computer has topak.sorry mime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i would be spending more time at home, now that i have new things to do. yeeey. and im so excited, and im gonna play again. right now. haha babush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111470061044141229?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111470061044141229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111470061044141229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111470061044141229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111470061044141229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/ang-orahex-ay-hindi-joke.html' title='ang orahex ay hindi joke.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111457208296443470</id><published>2005-04-26T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:21:22.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>lately ive been paying more attention to writing in my own journal. yes, ive kept a diary since i was 11 years old and its something that I would keep for the rest of my life. Flipping through its pages was like going back in time and it's fun. While i was reading some of its parts, i was literally laughing out loud because my actions back then were pathetic and rather immature, and it must not have felt like that during that time and this thought made me think that maybe the things i do now would sound stupid in the future, and that we really grow up. Because of this, i got the courage to read the whole thing and it felt good. I've changed in so many ways, the way i think about things, the way i view stuff defintely changed.. and its one of those great things in life, because we know that the people who come and go in our lives somehow leave a mark, because we change. We may not admit that we change because of them but we do. It all depends on how we accept it, and I have experienced people who come and go and I'm thankful for them, for being able to come because I grow as an individual and I'm happy in a way.:)We are all lucky beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend with &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Eicequeen101"&gt;mime&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://veeroo.blogspot.com/"&gt;veronix&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://alohasunnysideup.tk"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://alohasunnysideup.tk"&gt;riki&lt;/a&gt; and her family is far beyond a single kwento or a detailed account of all the things we did when we went to anilao batangas and puerto galera. So im not gonna tell that story since I know that they would be posting the detailed, gory ones in their blogs. What im gonna write here is it's essence in me, how it left a mark, how it changed me. haha naks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This people not only allowed me to freely have fun, but they also allowed me to be different for once, even if it means going into extremes. ;) That is why, i've enjoyed this trip so much, because i had the chance to do the things i dont normally do, and im so thankful for this three friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not even explain the things we did there because most of it will only be understood by us, but I soo had fun, despite the hell im experiencing the last couple of days. We can have fun, if we want to. I'm more than glad that ive experienced it with these people.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was bloghopping, i came across&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Echakaichax"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Echakaichax"&gt;chax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Echakaichax"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog and her guessing entry and I had so much fun reading that, try nio! guess nio din! haha. most of it are private jokes but you can figure it out naman sana. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://calgone.multiply.com/"&gt;view our anilao and puerto galera pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://calgone.multiply.com/"&gt;view our celeb pics with the a.s. kada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111457208296443470?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111457208296443470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111457208296443470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111457208296443470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111457208296443470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111374630250435522</id><published>2005-04-17T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T06:58:22.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 pesos! 10 pesos!</title><content type='html'>the only person who can understand this weird title would be none other than my bestfriend chax. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, i was thinking of something to do that would keep me preoccupied for the day, or keep me away from deep thoughts and shitty feelings, and so my ate already knew the solution to this for she knows me, she knows me too much. haha. we went shopping  with ate and wilmore at greenhills. i really have no control when it comes to that. argh. we only stopped when i had no money left, haha. andami ko binili shucks.eh di pa ako nkkbili ng pants, haha. ipon nlng ulit. walalng, i finally got enough money to buy the ipod i was saving for but i think im not gonna buy it because that wasn't for me. hmm, ano kaya pwede kong biling iba? hmm..i might save it for future use or just take my mom out for shopping again? ahah. and take this, most of the clothes that i buy are not the ones i use often, actually i have lots of clothes that ive not yet used because i keep telling myelf that im gonna wear them when i lose weight. haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i just realized that most of my problems were beyond discussion now, that even words would not be enough to explain things and this is the shitty fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss hanging out with alot of people, i hope i get to see them soon :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111374630250435522?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111374630250435522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111374630250435522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111374630250435522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111374630250435522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/20-pesos-10-pesos.html' title='20 pesos! 10 pesos!'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111364933021614535</id><published>2005-04-16T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T04:02:10.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New friends..fun conversations..fun day..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was fun. I made new friends! Haha yey. I woke up a little early than usual because I had to fulfill certain errands for my mom and I had important business that I have to deal with like meeting with someone sa Katip to sell the mp3 player, but I failed to do so due to important reasons. I went to katipunan anyway because I knew that Mikko was there and I wanted to see him. It was the first time that im gonna see him since he left for Bangkok. So I called him on the way there and he said that he’s in starbucks with some of my classmates. Ahah gulat ako dun ah. When I got there, he was with my classmates nga. Hehe. They were having their lunchbreak kasi e. yey! Nakita ko ulit cla, miss ko na agad cla hehe. They had to leave na nung nakarating ako and so we said our goodbyes na. sniff. And so our adventure starts..haha. my mom and I already ate lunch before leaving the house so I didn’t order when MIkko had lunch sa world chicken. I mean, kumain pa din ako libre kasi eh :p pero konti lang. natawa nga ung waitress kasi kala nia mashed potatoes lang ang order ako until I said that I already ate lunch hehe. We ofcourse shared our stories during the time when he was having vacation, I missed that haha. I missed a lot of things when I was preoccupied with stuff.  after lunch, dumaan c dani and weena..(tama ba? sorry kung mali!? then kaming apat ung nag hang out. suuuuuupeeer fun. they are suuuuper duuuuper fun kasama. hehe. they were suppose to head for training but made a few stops before doing so when they came upon us. haha. ayon sumama. yeheey! after that we went to mcdo to order some ice cream but before that we saw chax, joan and vero. ehhe. small world :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know what to do because i was waiting for ate's call so i went to mikko's house instead because i thought i was going to deal with someone sa commonwealth. i just checked out mikko's vacation photos which was actually fun ehe. i had fun then dumaan kami kela jauro then yun. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun, thanks sa lahat who made it fun. we were suppose to head to galle eh pero wag na daw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i also got my up application form so the whole night i was thinking about the choices that i have to make and the courses that would really fit my preference for a long time. tipong, hindi na ako magsisisi and all. i really hate that. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chax and i had one of the most unusual conversations yesterday, but i would call it fun. hehe. we talked about stuff that were outrageous eh. haha, and we vented out some of our thoughts that i think were important e. hehe. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thanks ulit chax haha. i hate you! :p&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/11849530-111364933021614535?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111364933021614535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849530.post-111353297332561636</id><published>2005-04-15T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:47:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cge lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi..uhm found this in vero's blog hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074769389' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your Colorful Life in the OPM Industry by mireille_akiko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;You 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value='mireille_akiko'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074769389'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy mayonnaise o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made an entry but an error occured and next thing i know all encoded stuff were gone. shit. this is a bad day. huhu. i was suppose to ask for dad's permission to go to anilao batangas yesterday but he went home drunk and a hundred percent problematic. things are getting worse around here but are all trying to adjust and trying to act as if everythings going well. haha.nice one. mom and gigi was suppose to go to indonesia with dad but it was postponed because dad had no time at all to tour them and stuff. he had to be at work 24/7. wow. his trip to indonesia was also postponed making my may- plans subside. i mean, when hes not here i get to go out eh. awww. okay lng, his work is more important. lets just say more commute days for me. haha. sayang, if hes gone gala na sana kami ni ate. naks. haha. jooke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if tuloy kami mamaya sa eastwood with my barkada, hindi ksi kami complete e. it wouldnt be a fun celebration if we're not complete e. aww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning with mom ranting on lost things in the house and everyone was gone so i was the only one left to be shouted at by her. ouuuuuuchh grbe. super nabadtrip ako ng umaga dahil dun. kasi, i was not to blame for the lost things because  i return them in their proper places and she was like were all inconsiderate and stubborn and blablablabla. parang, whoa mama, teka tulog lang ako. anyway, her voice is ringing inside my head now, rawr. uy kahapon wala lng, naisip ko i should have reviewed nlng this april kasi im super bummed out sa bahay and sa may pala, marami akong dapat gawin, i was suppose to audition for this prestigious workshop for voice lessons eh sa may, and i cant go because i have this whole month of review this may. huhu. so gigi went instead, andami ko sana naaccomplish this summer. plus, a series of shitty events happened pa. grr.sayaaaaang. i wanted to attend that workshop e. and sa may pa ung planning of events for the whole year. yan tuloy, ngayong april super bum, pagdating ng may hectic. sana balanced nlng noh.. haaaay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to katip later to meet with someone. haha. kala kung sino eh, with a buyer of a mp3 player. were selling one kasi. if you guys are interested ah, were selling mp3players and ipod. haha. :) dami pa ako thoughts pero katamad na,just as i was tamad in explaining,. haha labo :P and makikita ko c mikko!yeey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111353297332561636?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111353297332561636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111353297332561636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111353297332561636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111353297332561636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/cge-lang.html' title='cge lang'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111346632830890690</id><published>2005-04-14T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T01:12:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>net cafe..blog changes..dentist</title><content type='html'>haha labo title.sorry. ive got 4 mins remaining. haha. ive made some changes. copied this layout first, ill try to replace it with something that i will be making in the future. im in a net cafe near our dentist, here sa taft. nagpasukat ako for the braces. hehe. yun muna. now ive got 2 mins nlng. naka auto shut to eh. haay.,cge alis na ako. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849530.post-111338505153184819</id><published>2005-04-13T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T02:39:15.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uwe na uwe na uwe na!</title><content type='html'>today uuwi c mikko! yey. namiss ko din yun, sorry nagbakasyon! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was salon/shoppin/foodtrip day. we went to katipunan to have lunch and fix ourselves. dunno y we were fixing ourselves haha. we ate at world chicken. yuum. then we went to bench fix to get my hair and nails done. eh antagal ng hotoil eh sa weekend nlng. ate got her hair cut to a hilaryduff style. haha. nice. yes ate bagong bUngs!(haha)we had fun naman sa salon, pero wala lng. weird eh. its ok im tryiiiiiing. sorry labo. tas nag major shopping kami sa galle. grbe babalik akong 50th ave. haha. then went to podium then ate ate ate. nagstarbucks kami sa galle so super busog na ako na super konti nlng kinain ko nung dinner. waaaaah. when i woke up this morning, i was sooo hungry. so di naman sa liquids lang lahat ng nilamon ko. nice one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna post nlng the pictures kahpon, pag hindi na ako tntmad. waaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch today with my dear classmates, andrea, berna, kams, chax, mark(uy classmate pla kita!) haha then sumunod c ople. we had lunch at old spaghetti house.yuuum. haha. kams, berna, mark and ople left right after eating because they had to get back sa expert guides to complete their remaining halfday review. whoo. andrea didnt join them so she went with chax nlng and they went to gateway while i joined riki, vero and ivan with their uhm session :) we went to up tapos nagkwentuhan lang. sayaaaaaa. we talked about our kagaguhans and the kagaguhans of other people. haha. pero mostly, our past experiences na totoy. haha. gradeschool was soo totoy. kahit hanggang ngayon  naman e. i had fun. thanks guys :) ulitin natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week ung celeb ko guys a, dapat lahat uminom :p joooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bday hans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111338505153184819?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111338505153184819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111338505153184819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111338505153184819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111338505153184819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/uwe-na-uwe-na-uwe-na.html' title='uwe na uwe na uwe na!'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111327077646048013</id><published>2005-04-11T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:22:55.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>typical</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/lenlenlenlen/bangag.jpg" height=230 width=350 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang taba ng mukha ko dito haha. eating sa donhen with family. walalng. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we watched sean's basketball game. grbe ang galing nila super. pero natalo sila eh, kasi ung klban nila sa liga ay ung isa sa pinkamgaling daw e. pero grbe, ung team ni sean malupet bawat player. ung starplayer nila, 3 point king. sorry na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played ninja turtles kasi mga totoy lang tlga kami. ang saya tlga nun. uber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya kahpon, inantay namin ung 12 haha. usually, lagi akong tulog bago ang day na un, pero ngayon inantay namin. then after that, i was suppose to sleep na kasi i have to attend mass daw at 6:30am. so ayon natulog na ako. pero hindi kami makatulog ni gigi kasi naalala namin ung isang suuuuper scary story, tas shit, hindi na ako makatulog tlga. as in. ang scary kaya grbe. ung ung scary story na knwento ni sir castillo dati e. raaar. scary tlga. so mga 1:30 na ako nktulog. at true enough, grrr...gncng ako ng 6am. dad woke me up by singing a lousy happy bday song which i appreciate naman tlga e. hehe. then, he gave me a gift, wahahaha. tas ang funny, he was singing this song that im not familiar with, pero its about sweet sixteen eh. basta, he sang that song to me. e inaantok pa ako, so angtaray ko diba. pero xempre, pinigilan ko magatray. sakit ko yun e, lalo pag bagong gcng, nttrayan ko lahat. grrrr. so there, i attended mass at 6:30. super sleepy ako sa buong mass pero ayos lng. then i went back to sleep when we got home, but i immediately got up again, because mom had to go to work so we had to blow the candles and all, so i had an early breakfast. huhu. pero ayos lang. ang sarap kumain. cge kain lang bago mg braces. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar. after that, hindi na ako nakatulog nakakinies ah. hehe. and now im blogging. im gonna post some of my pictures nlng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAX, THANKS SA LAHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/lenlenlenlen/kadapic2005.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.s. mahal na mahal na mahal ko tong mga to. miss ko na kayooooo! this is my kada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/lenlenlenlen/findingmikko.jpg" height=230 width=300alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is finding mikko. my band. sa seniors night to ng stc. miss you guys so much! mikko at volt, umuwi na kayo. we are literally finding mikko and volt :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111327077646048013?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111327077646048013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111327077646048013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and readings and songs and all that eh, shempre sabaw pa ang utak ko. so i dragged myself into the bathroom and sleepily washed my face blabla, took a bath(im hoping that i used the right stuff though, baka nangyari ung dati na hindi ko hinugasan un conditioned hair ko kaya i literally had oily hair for the whole day wahaha!)then we went to the chapel.  hahahhha eto na.. funny story: we were ofcourse late because i was super slow, and so when we arrived the seats were full, eh ok sa fernwood kasi may usherettes and all so they immediately looked for a seat for us(my mom, ako and ate) then the kind usherette kindly gave us one chair eh nung time na un, gospel reading so all had to stand. eh diba i was sleepy and all so nung binigay ung seat na isa, my mom was like, "o go ikaw nlng umupo, go umupo ka na" tas tinulak pa ako ng ate ko na umupo. and so i did. hahha. ung malditang upo pa eh, ung uber antok na banas na bwiset, hahahhhhha. tas pakshit. when i sat, after a few seconds, i realized na i was the only one sitting. as in shiiiietttt. eh ang liit pa naman ng chapel dun. hahahha. tapos super nagalit ako kay mama. then mom and ate were laughing like hell. haha. silent laugh. basta badtrip, pero after realizing how funny that was, i joined in nlng. wahaha. pota. talk about sleepy moments. bangag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended mass that early because i also had piano lessons. my lessons were scheduled at 9 am in the mornin and my teacher arrived at 8:15. hahaha. kaines, super aga. bangag pa ako. pero ok lang pala. i enjoyed the lessons though, we planned for the upcoming solo concert. i know its gonna be a lot of work but i think im willing to work hard for it, considering that i have this upcoming sonata competition this september. whoo,.sana kaya. i want as in busy sched, so that i can forget about all the shitty stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we went to the dentist at 3pm and got my annual cleaning and 4 pasta to complete my 8 required pasta before going to the ortho to measure the necessary measurements for my braces. haha mag bbraces na ako. yaaak. andami pa nga blabla eh. i have to take x-ray blabla pa. haaay. what the heck. go with the flow nlng. pakshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to uhm heal. pero shitty pa din. yehey. good thing inuman and aking bday. waha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111314111028655745?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111314111028655745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111314111028655745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111314111028655745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111314111028655745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/ouchie.html' title='ouchie.'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111305419568138403</id><published>2005-04-09T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T06:43:15.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>donatello!</title><content type='html'>i had so much fun today. i spent the day with my sister and her boyfriend at his house. we played ninja turtles and lots of cool pc games at naaadik na ako. haha. ang saya ng worms. wala lng. haha. we went to galle nung umaga. dumaan kami mcdo katip kasi wala lng. hahaha. then went to galle nga.yey. hmmm sean left for a few hours to play basketball with his village friends haha, so ate and i recorded our compositions. naglaro kami ninja turtles tas ako c donatello. wahaha.  hahhaa. saya. this day helped me kahit konti lang, to forget some of my worries. shitty.shitty.shitty. my birthday is coming and im not at all excited. wheee. happy bday to me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111305419568138403?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111305419568138403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111305419568138403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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head over and over ewan kung bakit. baka nga dahil im really short but healthy! hahaha. i dont know if im happy about it but im accepting it? diba? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was stc recog day. and cards day, our chorale group sang for an intermission number and our singing group(lupang hinirang girls ahaha) sang the national anthem and the college hymn. that was my uhmm role yesterday hahaha. (for 'er shall be..wee staaaand fooor youu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cards day.i was not at all disappointed by my grades and i have someone to thank that for. haha., i think i was inspired the whole of fourth quarter that even my geom and algeb grades managed to increase! that really made my day. haha. enough na nga sakin na tumaas chem ko hehe. thanks sir! but my english was decreased by 5 points which was actually my lowest mark but who cares! its all over now. and i was contented with the results naman. i just need to improve on the subject next year. my dad was proud and that was all that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished reading 5 people you meet in heaven yesterday, hmm i was in awe when i finished reading it... dumbfounded for and hour atleast, until i finally got the message. some of the lessons in the book were applicable in my life, applicable as in noooow in my current situations. luckily, by the end of the night, i had a clear realization on what to do on this certain situation i am in. i now know what to do. i dont know if its gonna help me, but i know its gonna help someone. wahaha. chax mentioned that it wasnt that lifechanging for her, supposedly for me, it wasnt lifechanging also, but because i had uhmm situations, it helped in my decision making. im still confused now, but atleast i know that all of this can be fixed... either i make a move or just simply accept the things that happen. well, they do happen for a reason----kelangn ko din accept ito e. haha. sorry if this entry is malabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other night i took down a list of all John Grisham books because hahahha i want to collect them and start reading them right away. i realized that sooner or later, i have to do something productive with my time. sayang kasi e. summer, tas literal na walang ginagwa. wla pang nangyayari. eeerrr. but now, im reading the "things they carried" by Tim O'Brien which im really getting into because im mostly interested in war stories. ay meron pala akong the Partner haha. galing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched amazing race kanina at natanggal ang brothers na gusto ko!!!! raar. sayang tlga. haha. cge isip pa ako ng iba pang pwedeng gawing may silbi. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111275929001161226?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111275929001161226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111275929001161226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111275929001161226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111275929001161226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-short-but-im-healthyyeaah.html' title='im short but im healthy...yeaah!'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111262995730719065</id><published>2005-04-04T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T08:52:37.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p800?anyone</title><content type='html'>haha. yuck dito ng advertise eh. pero im selling p800 ngayon for a cheap price naks. if anyone's interested, contact me ah! haha. anyway, i didn't get to practice for chorale today because of certain emergencies, eeerrrr, mom's orders, let's just say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i did nothing nag hang out lang kami. tapos ayun. sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111262995730719065?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111262995730719065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111262995730719065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111262995730719065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111262995730719065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/p800anyone.html' title='p800?anyone'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111251308280366536</id><published>2005-04-03T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:26:33.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionss</title><content type='html'>emotions title kasi kanina pa namin kinakanta ng mga kapatid ko ung song na yan. jhahhahhha at lss na ako buong araw sa kantang yan. waaaaah. kala mo kung bakit eh no. hahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we had lunch with our relatives. grad party nila cousins kasi masaya! graduates na sila! CONGRATS!!!! my other cousin who just graduated last April 1 received 6 special awards and we're all so proud of her. hahaha. galing mo tlga! congrats! hahaha. she was best in math and science and all that stuff. she's really something and it made us think (kami nila sisters) na we should have studied earlier in highschool as to achieve such awards in the future but nooo! hahaha too late for that. what i can do now is to do my best in reviewing for college, to pass in my desired university. sayang tlga! i should have done my best dati pa. hahaha. tamad moments.... motivation! motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaah. we're such losers. After doing non productive stuff yesterday, i spent the night texting jokes to sunmates who in turn replied jokes also and we were forwarding those for the whole night. loser diba. but i answered some math comprehensive tests to help review for college wherein I only got a 36 out of 50 which was quite depressing. that's where i realized that Ive lost all knowledge in math that i acquired during gradeschool years. huhu. as in my errors were mostly of fraction, percentage, base, rate and ratio problems. haha. gradeschool lessons. i was looking forward to answering geom problems since fresh pa sa utak ko, but i got depressed with the math test so i stopped na. haha. i need to start studying with the basics all over again! kundi ala ako mararating. sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were having lunch, my dad fetched tita sa airport so he didnt join us. pero nakasunod siya! galing. tita eliz is going to stay here for a week or two ata which is good. pero i would have to giveher my room for that long. which is uhmmm... haha.. un lng naman ang epal eh. other than that wala na =p so yun, i have no room. haha loser tlga eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess more gimmicks kasi we have to tour her to different places so i guess mall everyday na naman to. haha. ung tita ko na un sabay kami ng bday. wooow. haha. were going to treat each other that day. joooke. haha. shempre may extra na naman ako. wooow. i hope i can shop soon. i wish to buy a new jacket because i've recently lost one that I really like. may kumuha na epal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were going to have dinner mamaya na mabigat na naman. pano naman ako papayat nito lech. haha. pero ok lng sarap naman e. i went to chakai's children's party yesterday! yeeheeey! i had fun. THANKS GUYS! so that's it. emotions ulit ang nasa utak ko. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111251308280366536?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111251308280366536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111251308280366536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/emotionss.html' title='emotionss'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111241400030736436</id><published>2005-04-02T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:24:31.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>face it...</title><content type='html'>i woke up at 7am because daddy was forcing me to share my yesterday's encounters with some parents since my mom already told him some. grbe ang kulit nia! haha kasi he came home drunk last night kaya i was hiding from him .hahahhahha. I actually didn't feel like sharing it because I was half asleep when I woke up but i had to. hahhaa. So I did and we shared stories for like an hour until I finally gave up and told my mom that I had to go back to bed. whoo. that was the best part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to sleep since natulog akong late. natulog ako ng 2am because i had a lot of things in mind that I felt I had to get over. I was arguing with myself, hahaha. Until i came up with the things that I had to do. hindi pa maxado clear ung iba pero atleast ung iba din naayos because of a certain phonecall na reason din kung bat late ako natulog =p hahaha na realize ko kahapon na "face it,len"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to have lunch today with my graduating cousins pero d ko alam kung tloy. if ever hindi, im going to chakai's celebration. (joint celebration with mikoooi!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there natulog ako at 8 at nagising ako ng 11. nice. then i went blogging. and i have nothing to say na! waaaaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111241400030736436?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111241400030736436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111241400030736436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111241400030736436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111241400030736436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/face-it.html' title='face it...'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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-11849530.post-111236098366698343</id><published>2005-04-01T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T05:43:52.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy day</title><content type='html'>wwheeew. graduation today. hindi kami shempre. haha. gradutation of the seniors today but we had to go there. para san pa? to work of course. haha. huhuhuu. grbe. we were in charged to accomodate the guests, accept tickets and direct the students and their parents in short kami ung mga kj na magpapalayas ng mga taong walang ticket. grbe ung part na un. some of the parents were getting upset at us for not letting them enter but we were just takin orders! ang hirap nun. we understood them pero tlgang ganon e. kung kami lng naman, pinapasok na namin sila. pero strict e grr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping in the graduation was more difficult than our task nung senior's night. ewan namin kung bakit. mas tiring today. hahha. pero astig, kasi iniisip namin next year kami na. parang huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha ang dami kong iniisip ngayon na shitty. pero gusto ko muna kalimutan lahat. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikko's leaving tomorrow and he's not gonna be back in time for my birthday pero wala din ako nung bday nia. wala lng.nalungkot lng ako na wala siya. pero hope he enjoys his vacation in Bangkok! huyeahh. Malapit na daw bday ko., sweet 16 pero tanggalin na ung sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaa. shempre wlang kwenta mga sinasabi ko. i had a madrama morning with ate. wala lng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849530-111236098366698343?l=lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/feeds/111236098366698343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849530&amp;postID=111236098366698343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111236098366698343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849530/posts/default/111236098366698343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenlenlenlen.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy-day.html' title='busy day'/><author><name>wakeup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01921099871906488059</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>
