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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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-113050646461543094</id><published>2005-10-28T09:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:34:24.620+13:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i still cant understand why people just seem to never have faith in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many years had passed and im still here, breathing, giving my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have shown my worth, my patience, till it almost dried me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isnt that enough for them to simply believe me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what more do i need to do to prove myself to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it cant always be like this, i seem to grow in a world of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a world where the only truth is know is her and what we hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all of them are lies, faith and trust is nowhere to be found inside their minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but for all they know, trust comes from the heart, faith as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give them a candle they art to hold, to take care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the candle will lose its glow, will fade away and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give them the heavens and the stars to protect, to cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and they cant even understand the real meaning of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its hard for them to appreciate real beauty and elegance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they cant even distinguish fiction from reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am creating a world of my own, as perfect as it can be for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and they do not believe that i can, that it is possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that is because for the simple truth of not knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not knowing real beauty, beauty they had never seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything is possible with love, with commitment, with faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but for those who do not even believe in what reality holds for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing is possible, nothing is reachable, nothing is achieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had worked my heart out, my body tired from punishment of everyday work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had given blood, sweat and tears to earn a simple drop of respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had given my all to achieve a little amount of affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had pursued my wildest dreams, encouraged my greatest emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all these i had done to build around her dreams of perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreams to other men cant even seem to be thinkable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything i had done had been my soul's greatest desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all i had learned from all these years are all my mind's sought for wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all these that i have, all i will achieve are my heart's collective dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but yet it seemed to be incomplete, it seemed to be insufficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all these are nothing without someone who believes in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joys and pleasures are nothing if there is no one for you to share it with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;falls and defeats are no learning experiences with no one to catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but give me someone to tell me i had succeeded, that i had achieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give me someone who believes in me, who knows my greatest emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, i had conquered love, i had known love, and i had loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-113050646461543094?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/113050646461543094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=113050646461543094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/113050646461543094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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showstatusbar='0' loop='True' enablecontextmenu='0' displaysize='0' pluginspage='http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;br&gt;Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='font-size: 11pt;'&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name='RAOCXplayer' src='http://videocodes4u.com/video/file_1961.asx' autostart='false' type='application/x-mplayer2' width='300' height='250' showcontrols='1' showstatusbar='0' loop='True' enablecontextmenu='0' displaysize='0' pluginspage='http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Last Breath&lt;br&gt;Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='font-size: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112973840335510432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112973840335510432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112973840335510432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-does-love-mean.html' title='what does love mean?'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-112930370112665636</id><published>2005-10-15T04:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T04:28:21.133+13:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kulang na kulang na nga ako&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sapat yung kaya ko ibigay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko pa rin ginagawa lahat ng kaya ko!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakasakit lang ako!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta***na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112930370112665636?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/112930370112665636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112930370112665636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything's beginning to mold reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i know it doesn't stop here, no it doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still new fears to face, greater love to cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fly and feel free, that's what i seem to be doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's greater feelings i'm having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the thought of being with her forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being the man she always wanted to be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to be everything i can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet i don't want to be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't want to be a fantastic dream coming true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't want to be someone fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd love her to cherish my flaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for in my flaws i build my dignity and my shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me feel what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am at the greatest love my life could ever feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;think about this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOVE IS SOMETHING ENJOYED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;happy monthsary, hella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112869888146660131?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/112869888146660131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112869888146660131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112869888146660131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112869888146660131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/10/part-2.html' title='... part 2'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-112823670039609030</id><published>2005-10-02T16:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:27:08.073+13:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;if only you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a butterfly, so beautiful, so free&lt;br /&gt;so i could ease your pain with just a simple glance at me&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a tree, so strong and tall, so tough and wide&lt;br /&gt;so i could give you shade and comfort from the sun's harsh light&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a love song that is heart-felt and endless&lt;br /&gt;so i could be your life's melody and your happiness&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were the wind, so cool and very refreshing&lt;br /&gt;so i could follow forever to wherever life brings&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were an angel of God, so kind and so warm&lt;br /&gt;so i could watch over you as the day goes by with charm&lt;br /&gt;all these i wish, and i hope someday all these would be&lt;br /&gt;so i could be a simple box of joy and love to thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if only i were to fly high, i would reach the sky so blue&lt;br /&gt;so i could pinch a piece of cloud and bring it home to you&lt;br /&gt;and if only i were to sing, let your name be my melody&lt;br /&gt;i would sing my lungs out and offer all the voice in me&lt;br /&gt;and if i were to cry, then i would choose to be with you&lt;br /&gt;so i could lay on your shoulders and set free all my gloom&lt;br /&gt;and if i were to lose you, i would rather choose to die&lt;br /&gt;so i would not feel the pain of emptiness in my life&lt;br /&gt;and if i were to die, i would choose to be in your heart&lt;br /&gt;so i could die saying, love remains even if we're apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i were not to fulfill these, i should be thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;that you were the greatest love of my heart, body and soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112823670039609030?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/112823670039609030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112823670039609030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112823670039609030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112823670039609030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-112759980138935830</id><published>2005-09-25T06:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T12:40:37.773+13:00</updated><title type='text'>love is what it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; im happy for a certain reason nobody else can comprehend&lt;br /&gt;well to its simplicity, i was able to be with her for a whole night&lt;br /&gt;but going beyond what lies that night is a different story&lt;br /&gt;i had grasped at the true meaning of emotions no one had ever seek&lt;br /&gt;i had known what every one else seemed to have fought to know&lt;br /&gt;i had the courage to hold on for life's sake and quench my desire&lt;br /&gt;my desire to live and breathe in what she does&lt;br /&gt;my desire to understand the yearnings and the joys&lt;br /&gt;the sacrifices, trials, and never-ending falls&lt;br /&gt;the triumphs, success and the pledge of victory&lt;br /&gt;my desire to understand and share her pain and hurtings&lt;br /&gt;my desire to be one with such a beatiful lady and a wonderful companion&lt;br /&gt;my desire to be one with her, heart and soul, mind and body&lt;br /&gt;she is all i ever needed to fill up my empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;she is all i ever needed to fully understand who i am&lt;br /&gt;and now i that i have her, it seemed to be just the beginning&lt;br /&gt;nothing will change, nothing will be ignored, nothing will be ended&lt;br /&gt;everytime i hold her with my hands gives me the chill nobody else can&lt;br /&gt;it gives me a chill of burning sensation running through my body&lt;br /&gt;ironic it may seem but this is how i feel&lt;br /&gt;this is what it supposed to feel like&lt;br /&gt;nobody set rules on how love should feel like&lt;br /&gt;nobody told us that love is a sensation so fully understood&lt;br /&gt;nobody knew how love taste, how it actually looks like or sounds&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows what actually comprises man's greatest emotions&lt;br /&gt;but i have sought to know more than what i eternally feel&lt;br /&gt;and as of now, i feel triumphant&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed to have been given the chance&lt;br /&gt;the chance to know what i feel and the chance to know how God works&lt;br /&gt;the chance to know how He wants me to live my life&lt;br /&gt;and He shows to me a path towards a wonderful woman&lt;br /&gt;a woman so simple, so worthy of love&lt;br /&gt;that i offer to her my self, my life in love and passion&lt;br /&gt;i offer my life in commitment and faith&lt;br /&gt;i offer my life to her to what little sanity it remains&lt;br /&gt;but for all i know, if i maybe so insane to have said all these things&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, those who have not felt what i am feeling&lt;br /&gt;those who have not understand life and love&lt;br /&gt;those who have not ceaselife at one time to mingle&lt;br /&gt;you are more crazy than i really am&lt;br /&gt;for i have conqured one of the greatest questions of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you defined yours already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112759980138935830?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/112759980138935830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112759980138935830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112759980138935830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112759980138935830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-is-what-it-is.html' title='love is what it is'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-112644436966082653</id><published>2005-09-11T22:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T02:12:49.666+13:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;takteng yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirap ng buhay&lt;br /&gt;parang mga tao dun perpekto&lt;br /&gt;daming competition left and right&lt;br /&gt;sbi nga ng pinsan ko&lt;br /&gt;"pagpasok mo ng UP, wag mo isipin na magaling ka kasi&lt;br /&gt;lahat kayo dun matalino."&lt;br /&gt;and as the saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;"the bad thing in life is, you'll always find someone better than you!"&lt;br /&gt;ay hirap tlga!&lt;br /&gt;di pa nga tapos first sem eh..&lt;br /&gt;tapos bio pa course ko..&lt;br /&gt;well trip ko ang chem..&lt;br /&gt;madali lng ang math11..&lt;br /&gt;nakaktamad ang bio1 lect..&lt;br /&gt;masaya ang bio laboratory..&lt;br /&gt;azteeg ang socsci, galing ng prof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kulet ng buhay UP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirap pero masaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ko to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112644436966082653?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-112330581900191252</id><published>2005-08-06T13:30:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T18:23:39.013+13:00</updated><title type='text'>masaya ko kapag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;masaya ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag kasama kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag lagi kang nadyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag kinukulit mo ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nagtetext ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag kausap kita sa phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nagsesend ka ng quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nakikita kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag kachat kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nakain tayong dalawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nagaaral at tinuturuan kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nagkukwento ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag kumakanta ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag iniinis mo ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag tumatawa ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag nginingitian mo ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag wala tayong magawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag pumapasa ka sa exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag maganda grades mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag lagi kang okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kapag wala kang sakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;masaya ko kapag tinatawag mo ko kahit wala namang dahilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;masaya ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sana mapatawad mo ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lagi kita naaalala kahit hindi man halata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mahal kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pasensya na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-112330581900191252?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/112330581900191252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=112330581900191252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112330581900191252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/112330581900191252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/08/masaya-ko-kapag.html' title='masaya ko kapag...'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-112096347330242822</id><published>2005-07-10T10:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:44:33.306+13:00</updated><title type='text'>kagabi lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wala magawa kagabi tskapauwi na uli me sa los banos&lt;br /&gt;kaya naisipan kong sunduin yung kapatid ko tapos punta kame sm...&lt;br /&gt;eh di sinundo ko siya mga 6pm yun,, sakay kame bus..&lt;br /&gt;ang kulet sobrang lamig sa bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakarating kame ng sm mga 7pm..&lt;br /&gt;ang daming tao kasi nandoon ang hale..&lt;br /&gt;kahit papano eh nasulyapan ko sila..&lt;br /&gt;so gumala na kame ng kapatid ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kame ng national bookstore..&lt;br /&gt;as usual magulo sa nbs at nagkalat ang mga&lt;br /&gt;taong uhaw sa mga pampaaralang gamit&lt;br /&gt;lakad lakad tingin tingin hanggang sa makabili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos pumunta naman kame ng department store&lt;br /&gt;binili ko siya ng shades.. azteeg retrong retro yung look&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo nga, lahat ata nung shades nasukat na namen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos pumunta naman kame ng bench..&lt;br /&gt;lahat naman ng pabango inispray saken para maamoy&lt;br /&gt;walang napili...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumipat kame ng penshoppe..&lt;br /&gt;ayun, spray spray ule..&lt;br /&gt;halos maubos yung laman nung mga tester nila aba..&lt;br /&gt;wala talagang magandang amoy&lt;br /&gt;san kame bumagsak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa cologne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos bumili kame ng brownies para iuwi kay mama&lt;br /&gt;quickly para sa aming dalawa&lt;br /&gt;sumakit nga ngipin niya kasi anlamig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos lumabas na kame..&lt;br /&gt;pinapauwi na siya ni lola eh..&lt;br /&gt;ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traffic..&lt;br /&gt;anlamig pa rin sa bus..&lt;br /&gt;gininaw ako eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga 9pm nasa bahay na nila kame..&lt;br /&gt;stay ng konti,,&lt;br /&gt;tapos naarbor ko yung white hankie ng sis ko..&lt;br /&gt;azteeg may personal message pa&lt;br /&gt;plus autograph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistang artista dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.. nakwento ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi masaya ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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-12672506.post-111815248732485595</id><published>2005-06-07T21:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T02:58:01.700+13:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 19th monthsary yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Still Be Loving You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Restless Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing my life with your love,&lt;br /&gt;has been so easy for you&lt;br /&gt;and i'm amazed everyday&lt;br /&gt;and i'll need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till all the mountains are valleys&lt;br /&gt;and every ocean is dry, my love&lt;br /&gt;i'll be yours until the sun doesn't shine&lt;br /&gt;till time stands still&lt;br /&gt;until the winds don't blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when today is just a memory to me,&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll still be lovin&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be lovin you&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be lovin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never before did i know&lt;br /&gt;how loving someone could be&lt;br /&gt;now i can see you and me for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;until the last moon is rising&lt;br /&gt;you'll see the love in my eye my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be yours until the sun doesn't shine&lt;br /&gt;till time stands still&lt;br /&gt;until the winds don't blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Still Be Loving You&lt;br /&gt;by Restless Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when today is just a memory to me&lt;br /&gt; i know i'll still be lovin&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be lovin&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be lovin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be yours until the sun doesn't shine&lt;br /&gt;till time stands still&lt;br /&gt;until the winds don't blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when today is just a memory to me&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll still be lovin&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be lovin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt; i'll still be lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111815248732485595?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111815248732485595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111815248732485595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111815248732485595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111815248732485595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-19th-monthsary-yummy.html' title='happy 19th monthsary yummy'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111815164061202602</id><published>2005-06-07T21:40:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T02:59:38.506+13:00</updated><title type='text'>happy monthsary yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watch you as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;i think about tommorow&lt;br /&gt;and pray you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;somewhere i couldn't follow&lt;br /&gt;young as we are now&lt;br /&gt;we won't live forever, sad but true&lt;br /&gt;if you went away&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd still be loving you&lt;br /&gt;still b wanting you&lt;br /&gt;looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see our children's children&lt;br /&gt;sure as the sun will rise&lt;br /&gt;together we shall see them&lt;br /&gt;but if this can not be&lt;br /&gt;time won't change&lt;br /&gt;the way i feel, it's true&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd still be loving you&lt;br /&gt;still b wanting you&lt;br /&gt;even if you weren't mine&lt;br /&gt;you know i couldn't love you better&lt;br /&gt;and even if you were dying&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't care, i'll be there&lt;br /&gt;for always&lt;br /&gt;still be loving you&lt;br /&gt;still be wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou princess!&lt;br /&gt;happy 19th monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111815164061202602?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111815164061202602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111815164061202602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111815164061202602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111815164061202602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-monthsary-yummy.html' title='happy monthsary yummy'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111798008058146427</id><published>2005-06-05T22:02:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T03:01:20.583+13:00</updated><title type='text'>walang nangyari</title><content type='html'>parang walang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;   walang bagong tag...&lt;br /&gt;   walang bagong comment...&lt;br /&gt;   wala man lang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;   ilang araw din akong di nag-online...&lt;br /&gt;   pero walang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;   wala na bang nakakaalala sa kin...&lt;br /&gt;   wala na bang nagmamahal?&lt;div 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mo po...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;+639193582225&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;alam ko po na alam mong ikaw yan...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa yo...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;napapsaya mo ko...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111772871724987949?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111772871724987949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111772871724987949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" bordercolor="white" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halika na&lt;br /&gt;iyong lunurin ang problema't kalimutan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may tanong pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;di na kailangang mag-isip&lt;br /&gt;pagkat bughaw ang ating langit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit na akong matunaw&lt;br /&gt;puso ko't damdamin ay sumisigaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil ako'y nasasabik&lt;br /&gt;sa muli mong pagdampi sa aking labi&lt;br /&gt;pagkat ngayo'y hinahanap hanap pa rin&lt;br /&gt;ang iyong tamis sa tuwi-tuwina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111771106739074042?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111771106739074042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111771106739074042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111771106739074042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111771106739074042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/06/para-sa-prinsesa-ko.html' title='para sa prinsesa ko'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111761979064903975</id><published>2005-06-01T18:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:56:30.653+13:00</updated><title type='text'>darating kaya ang araw</title><content type='html'>darating kaya ang araw na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na may 4-pt shot na sa basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na pwede nang magbayad ng tseke o credit card sa jeep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na magbabati na ang ABS-CBN at GMA-7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na makikita na ang hidden valley at ang hidden spring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na ang pag-apak at ang brutal na pagpatay sa ipis ay makasuhan ng murder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na magkaroon na ng puting langgam dahil nakakasawa na ang itim at pula&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na meron ng Jack 'n Jill Piattos na bubblegum flavor o di kaya macapuno&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na ang softdrinks ay wala na sa bote at available na sa tetra packs o di kaya ay  powder na tinitimpla&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na magkakasnow sa Pinas lalo na kapag summer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na sinuswelduhan na ang mga students ng per hour sa pagpasok nila sa school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na ang larong jack en poy ay meron na ring machine gun, itak, laser gun, chain saw, kanyon, at iba pang weapons pero pwede ring suklay, blower at plantsa kung babae ang naglalaro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na lalaki na ang model ng Sunsilk at Creamsilk sa mga sachet ng shampoo at conditioner nila&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;na ang mentos ay may panlalaki't pambabaeng version na:&lt;br /&gt;LALAKI = MENTOS&lt;br /&gt;BABAE = WOMENTOS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...na tulog ang tao sa umaga at lahat ng ginagawa ay sa gabi na, kung sa gayon, kung gising ako sa gabi ay hindi na iyon matatawag na... PAGPUPUYAT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon ay yan muna, nais ko lamang mangarap ng mga bagay na sa ngayon ay hindi ko tlga alam kung pwede... pero isa lang ang alam ko, hindi na darating ang araw na iiwanan ko ang kapatid ko, pati rin syempre ang prinsesa ko... mahal ko kayong pareho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111761979064903975?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111761979064903975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111761979064903975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111761979064903975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111761979064903975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/06/darating-kaya-ang-araw.html' title='darating kaya ang araw'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111746364640505979</id><published>2005-05-30T22:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T03:34:06.410+13:00</updated><title type='text'>pano kaya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;magahapon din akong nakakulong dito sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;actually 2 weeks na lang at punta na ko sa dorm ko...&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko sana na sa loob ng two weeks eh makaipon man lang ako..&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ko talaga maisip kung paano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto proving oh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .: GEOMETRY :.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Prove: Pag bakasyon, dumadami utang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. Pagbakasyon &lt;---- walang pasok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2. Pag walang pasok &lt;---- walang allowance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3. Pag walang allowance &lt;----- hindi makaipon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4. Hindi makaipon &lt;---- summer job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  5. Summer job &lt;---- mahirap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  6.  Tapos biglaang date &lt;---- walang panlibre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7. Walang panlibre &lt;---- one week para mag-ipon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   8. One week na &lt;---- walang naipon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   9. Walang naipon &lt;---- MANGUNGUTANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I therefore conclude na pagbakasyon, dumadami utang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAKASYON = MADAMING UTANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   PANO KAYA AKO MAGKAKAPERA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   IKAW BA ANG SOLUSYON? ANG PAG-ASA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   KUNG OO, HALA SIGE! COMMENT NA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111746364640505979?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111746364640505979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111746364640505979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111746364640505979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111746364640505979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/pano-kaya.html' title='pano kaya?'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111678374955355601</id><published>2005-05-23T01:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T07:58:14.960+13:00</updated><title type='text'>tinawag nya kong kuya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;my bestfriend called me up just a moment ago, at exactly 10:53pm... well she just wanted me to let her cellphone ring because she can't find it.. and so i did... we were laughing our lungs out as she argues with her little sister, asking her to admit that she was the one who hid the cellphone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so much for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had some laughs surely... i was teasing her and she was like, "ang yabang mo..." and i do dare to keep in my memory forever the next word i heard, "...kuya!" she actually called me kuya... i miss that... it's been a long time since i heard that from her... the way she uttered that seemed to had never cease to make me happy... and how it makes me feel so loved is just undescribable.. well,i admit i ain't that complete to her.. i ain't that good... i just can't say im the best! but everytime i hear her call me that, i just can't help but feel so cherished... i can't help but be amazed with how friendship and love works... it really feels good to hear that from her after a long time... i know everything happens for a reason, and today is the result of what you had made in the past... i know i can't bring back the past.. but i surely would do anything to get her back... i'd love to hear more from her... her thought, her fears, her happiness and joy, her struggles and pain... i'd love to hear all those.. most especially id love to hear this from her, "iloveyou, kuya!"... maybe i'd like to hear that from her again even on the day i am to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so as i hang up the phone, i said, "salamat sa pagtawag ng kuya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;May 23, 2004 | 12:09am | she called me kuya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy monthsarry, sis! iloveyou! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111678374955355601?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111678374955355601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111678374955355601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/tinawag-nya-kong-kuya.html' title='tinawag nya kong kuya!'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111640230050646869</id><published>2005-05-18T20:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T04:32:35.026+13:00</updated><title type='text'>check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/neon.jpg" bordercolor="white" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="1" height="300" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/neon2.jpg" 1="" height="300" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/dragonfly2.jpg" border="1" height="300" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spongecola wallpapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111640230050646869?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111640230050646869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111640230050646869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111640230050646869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111640230050646869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/check-it-out.html' title='check it out!'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111616869848811435</id><published>2005-05-16T03:44:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T04:46:27.686+13:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa spongecola fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/dragonfly.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111616869848811435?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111616869848811435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111616869848811435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111616869848811435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111616869848811435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-sa-spongecola-fans.html' title='para sa spongecola fans'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111605736201871740</id><published>2005-05-14T16:06:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T09:15:39.683+13:00</updated><title type='text'>sa muli mong pagdampi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;nais kong gawin lahat kasama ka..&lt;br /&gt;at wala nang iba pa..&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ko mapigilang mapaluha..&lt;br /&gt;mapaluha ng mga bagay&lt;br /&gt;na tila gustong pumigil sa atin..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong panghabangbuhay na hawakan&lt;br /&gt;ang iyong mga kamay..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong tila angkinin ka ng buong-buo..&lt;br /&gt;pero pilit na may nagsasabi sa akin&lt;br /&gt;na hindi pa sapat lahat ng ginagawa ko..&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa rin ako sapat,&lt;br /&gt;sapat para sa isang prinsesang tulad mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong mapasaakin ka&lt;br /&gt;ngunit kahit ako'y hindi maibigay ang sarili sa iyo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong bigyang pansin mo ako&lt;br /&gt;ngunit kahit ako'y wala sa tabi mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong ako lamang ang lamanin ng puso mo&lt;br /&gt;ngunit kahit ako'y hindi naman napapakita sa'yong pagmamahal ko..&lt;br /&gt;kulang na kulang at tila walang kuwenta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindiko maintindihan kung bakit nasasaktan ako..&lt;br /&gt;ayaw kong maramdaman ito dahil tila paubos na ang luha ko..&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong pagsilbihan ang isang pronsesang tulad mo..&lt;br /&gt;ibigay ang bawat oras at bawat pagtibok ng puso ko&lt;br /&gt;sa pagbibigay ng ligaya at tuwa sa buhay mo..&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong magsilbing liwanag&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat madilim na lansangang tatahakin mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong magsilbing matalik na kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat pagsubok at pagkabigong dadanasin mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging iyong kasiyahan at kuhanan ng lakas&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat pagpatak ng luha sa mga mata mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging pag-asa at pananalig&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat paglubog ng araw sa bawat gabing haharapin..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging tala sa mga madidilim na gabi&lt;br /&gt;at maging gabay patungo sa isang bagong pagsibol..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging musika na tangi mong maririnig&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na gulo lamang ng mundo ang naririnig mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging magandang larawan na tangi mong masusulyapan&lt;br /&gt;sa tuwing dilim ng mundo ang hinaharap mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong magsilbing mga kamay na hahawakan mo&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat lamig ng gabing hahaplos sa balat mo..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging iyong mga mata&lt;br /&gt;at ipakita sa iyo ang tunay na kulay ng pagmamahal..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging iyong mga paa&lt;br /&gt;at dalhin ka sa isang mundong tanging tayong dalawa ang makakaalam..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging iyong ngiti na tila&lt;br /&gt;babalot sa bawat umagang kay ganda..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging ang iyong pagtawa't galak&lt;br /&gt;sa tuwing makakasama mo ang mga tunay na kaibigan ng buhay..&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging iyong puso&lt;br /&gt;at ipadama sa iyo ang tunay na pagmamahal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nais kong maging lahat ng ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nais kong magin lahat ng ito..&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na hawak ko ang kamay mo&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na ang mga mata mo'y sa akin sumusulyap&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na tanging boses mo ang naririnig&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na tanging ang ngiti mo ang ligaya ko&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na umiidlip ka sa mga braso ko&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na tanging ikaw at ako ang laman ng paraiso&lt;br /&gt;sa mga oras na minamahal kita..&lt;br /&gt;at iyon ay sa bawat oras ng buhay mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nais kong magin lahat ng ito..&lt;br /&gt;sa bawat mong pagdampi sa mga labi ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipapakita ko sa iyong mahal kita higit pa sa inaakala mo&lt;br /&gt;sa muli mong pagdampi sa aking labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111605736201871740?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111605736201871740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111605736201871740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111605736201871740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111605736201871740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/sa-muli-mong-pagdampi.html' title='sa muli mong pagdampi'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111599153171386712</id><published>2005-05-14T02:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T02:38:51.716+13:00</updated><title type='text'>limang araw na</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;limang araw na niya akong tinetext..&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako makareply kasi wala ako load..&lt;br /&gt;galit na ata siya..&lt;br /&gt;napapansin ko lang sa text niya na medyo inis na siya..&lt;br /&gt;kaso wala talaga ako load..&lt;br /&gt;galit ka po ba, _mrh_zeroseven_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gustong gusto kitang makausap..&lt;br /&gt;gusto kitang hawakan..&lt;br /&gt;alam ko nakakainis ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya sa mga taong nakakabasa nito,&lt;br /&gt;penge naman load, pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hala!&lt;br /&gt;nagtext siya ngayon ule!&lt;br /&gt;9:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;di ako nakareply..&lt;br /&gt;galit na nga..&lt;br /&gt;wala man lang iloveyou sa text..&lt;br /&gt;galit na po talaga siya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patawad na po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya para ule sa mga taong nakakabasa nito,&lt;br /&gt; penge naman load, pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0919.358.222.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maawa na kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111599153171386712?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111599153171386712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111599153171386712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111599153171386712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111599153171386712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/limang-araw-na.html' title='limang araw na'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111581987214138687</id><published>2005-05-11T21:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:00:54.463+13:00</updated><title type='text'>spongecola</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/spongecolaseven.jpg" alt="Image by zeroseven" bordercolor="white" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sensya na sa jpeg na to ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga 15mins lng yan eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;walang magawa eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pero sana nagustuhan niyo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rate niyo ito ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just make some comments people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just tag me if you need some more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111581987214138687?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111581987214138687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111581987214138687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111581987214138687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111581987214138687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/spongecola_11.html' title='spongecola'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111580895527738055</id><published>2005-05-11T20:51:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:01:54.496+13:00</updated><title type='text'>just the way she is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i wrote this piece of memory yesternight at exactly 10:24 pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;didn't have time to post it so i'm just posting it now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best, marj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm playing a song in my computer right now and talking to my sister at the same time on the phone.. i'm just so glad to have talk to her right now.. i wish i could hold and freeze this time on my mind... i'd love to reminisce about this forever... i never want this moment to go away from me.. i want to hold it in my hand and feel it before it's gone... its one of those simple things i love doing about her... just talking on the phone with her... but actually i'm not talking to her right now, i'm just holding the phone and we are listening to the songs i'm playing... i love feeling her presence with me.. i love being with her... and i just feel so good because we haven't talk for days now... and i'm starting to cry.. i just never wanted to lose her... i would never do anything to lose her... i'm going to lose my life when that happens.. i hope to spend with her the rest of my life..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and never would i neglect any chance i can have to be with her..&lt;span style=""&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;but this moment will just soon pass by.. i'll be hanging up the phone... and i'll be sleeping.. everything will just be memory.. but in my heart forever will remain the moment.. the shape of her face, the twinkle in her eyes, the smile i get when i say something good to her, the way she teases me with things, the way we talk for hours, the way she never forgets to check up on me, the way she holds my hand everytime we are together, the way she shows care in the most unique way, the way she shows me life, the way she gave me friendship, the way she makes me feel special, the way she makes my heart beat faster, the way she murmurs my name, the way she calls me kuya, just the way she is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissyou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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-12672506.post-111578815184879735</id><published>2005-05-11T12:56:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:09:11.873+13:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa sja batch 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;WHAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;SJA ALUMNI HOME COMING  MEETING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;WHERE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; St. Joseph's Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;WHO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Sja Alumni Batch 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;WHEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; May 12, 2005| 10:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;* This meeting will be all about the SJA Alumni Homecoming that is to be held on May 15, 2005 at the SJA Activity Hall. Please try to come and help in making the celebration possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;* Please bring alotted money for registration and for the alumni t-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;* For more inquiries, pls. call Mr. Philip See at 8298941&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111578815184879735?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111578815184879735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111578815184879735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111578815184879735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111578815184879735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-sa-sja-batch-05.html' title='para sa sja batch 05'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111572172076761805</id><published>2005-05-10T18:36:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:42:00.780+13:00</updated><title type='text'>spongecola</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/crazy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;spongecola rulez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for more pictures of spongecola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;please join the spongecola yahoo! group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/sponge_cola/" target="_blank"&gt;&gt;&gt; SpongeCola Yahoo! Group &lt;&lt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111572172076761805?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111572172076761805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111572172076761805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111572172076761805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111572172076761805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/spongecola.html' title='spongecola'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111572133425709212</id><published>2005-05-10T18:22:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:35:34.276+13:00</updated><title type='text'>jeepney</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y212/zeroseven07/jeepney.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jeepney&lt;br /&gt;spongecola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumaba ako sa jeepney&lt;br /&gt;kung saan tayo dating magkatabi&lt;br /&gt;magkahalikang pisngi nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panyo mo sa aking bulsa&lt;br /&gt;o ang kahapo'y naroon pa rin&lt;br /&gt;tawa nating humahalay&lt;br /&gt;sa init nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subalit ngayo'y wala na&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ay lumayo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;magkatabi sa ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kulay ng iyong ngiti&lt;br /&gt;at tikwas ng iyong buhok&lt;br /&gt;ang lambot ng iyong labi&lt;br /&gt;ng iyong labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit anino mo sa malayo&lt;br /&gt;ay nais masulyapahan&lt;br /&gt;upang mapawi ang lamig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subalit ngayo'y wala na&lt;br /&gt; ikaw ay lumayo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt; nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan&lt;br /&gt; naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt; magkatabi sa ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subalit ngayo'y wala na&lt;br /&gt;  ikaw ay lumayo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;  nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;  naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;  magkatabi sa ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;  nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;  naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;  magkatabi sa ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala... naaalala... naaalala&lt;br /&gt;dungawin ang araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111572133425709212?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111572133425709212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111572133425709212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111572133425709212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111572133425709212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/jeepney.html' title='jeepney'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111564906348481543</id><published>2005-05-10T15:18:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:34:33.243+13:00</updated><title type='text'>to my bestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'll Never Go&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You always ask me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Those words I say&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;And telling me what it means to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Every single day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You always act this way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For how many times I told you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Come to me and hold me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;And you will see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The love I give&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For you still hold the key&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Every single day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You always act this way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For how many times I told you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;That I need you so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Come to me and hold me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;And you will see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The love I give&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For you still hold the key&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Every single day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You always act this way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For how many times I told you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;That I need you so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;That I need you so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;That I need you so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;For this is all I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll never go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; i miss you sis! lovesyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111564906348481543?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111564906348481543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111564906348481543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-my-bestfriend.html' title='to my bestfriend'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111564645652126505</id><published>2005-05-09T21:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T02:59:22.330+13:00</updated><title type='text'>a short story... uncut...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My troubled Angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; My girlfriend killed herself yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I sat at the park, reading and re-reading the note she left at my office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful handwriting making her actions seem so reasonable and justified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I can't believe she has gone. Less than two days ago, we were making beautiful love on her bed. The thought of suicide never even entered my head when her name was spoken. She was always so happy, so optimistic. We talked about leaving our lives behind, and moving overseas to start a new life together, it almost seemed a realistic possibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It was meant to be her 24th birthday tomorrow, I had brought her present over a month ago, hid it in my office, where I knew it would be safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was a key. A key to a new apartment for her. I had paid the money out front so that she could live there without paying rent. I would do anything for her. God, I even had the key inscribed, it read- 'To my darling-for a life of luxury'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I had the apartment fully furnished and little presents hidden throughout it. The flowers were to be delivered fresh tomorrow morning, so that when I saw her at lunch, I could take her to her new home, and the smell of fresh flowers would welcome us both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Red and white roses they were. Red for my love and the white for my respect of her. I wonder what colour the funeral flowers will be? Will they take care, and respect the beautiful woman I love so dearly? Will they destroy her dignity? I cannot bear to think of her lying there, alone and cold in a wooden box for all eternity. She was too good to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Why could I not see the signs? Where there signs there that I simply refused to see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times had I looked into her beautiful dark blue eyes and not spotted a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she know what lay ahead of her as I held her so tenderly the afternoon before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I will never know. For now, I have to mask my grief, and act like I know nothing, for my children would not understand why their daddy is upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt; And my wife. She will not know that when I look at her tonight and the tears well up in my eyes, it will not be for my love of her (I do love her) but for my beautiful, secret girlfriend that I will grieve for eternally, until I am rejoined with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111564645652126505?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111564645652126505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111564645652126505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111564645652126505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111564645652126505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/short-story-uncut.html' title='a short story... uncut...'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111563518309258835</id><published>2005-05-09T17:51:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T23:47:02.583+13:00</updated><title type='text'>umulan kanina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;umulan pala kanina ano?&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo nga naman..&lt;br /&gt;summer nga ang tawag sa panahon ngeon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngon-line ako ngeon upang ayusin tong blog ko..&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre nanood muna ako ng meteor graden..&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo bang nanonood ako nun..&lt;br /&gt;kaya ito.. muli ko na namang pinakikinggan ang Dragonfly ng Spongecola..&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa at di siya nakakasawa..&lt;br /&gt;isipin mo ba naman na ito lng ang soundtrip na alam ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ito.. walang magawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unti unti nang nabubuo itong blog site ko..&lt;br /&gt;nalagyan ko nang tagboard na bigay ng libre ng &lt;a href="www.cbox.co.za" target="_blank"&gt;cbox&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;meron na rin online clock sponsored by &lt;a href="www.clocklink.com" target="_blank"&gt;clocklink&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;nalagyan ko na rin ng picture sa tulong ng &lt;a href="www.photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;pede naman siguro to lagyan ng sounds..&lt;br /&gt;at baka instrumental na ring Dragonfly o ng Lunes&lt;br /&gt;ang ilalagay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya sa mga tumulong, tumutulong, at mga tutulong pa sa pagpapaganda ng blog na to,&lt;br /&gt;handog ko sa inyo ang aking pakikidalamhati..&lt;br /&gt;ay pasasalamat pala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero malay niyo may mangyaring masama..&lt;br /&gt;(wag naman sana! Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalamatz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111563518309258835?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111563518309258835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111563518309258835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111563518309258835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111563518309258835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/umulan-kanina.html' title='umulan kanina'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111557701715325169</id><published>2005-05-09T02:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:30:17.163+13:00</updated><title type='text'>UPLB Girl Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;magandang madaling araw mga giliw kong tagabasa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kayo ngayon ay sasaksi sa pamamagitan ng inyong mga imahinasyon ng ating dulang pinamagatang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;UPLB Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;araw araw ay sinubukan kong itext si Tsupeta.. (ang bantot tlga!) ngunit walang pagbabago! hindi pa rin siya marunong sumagot.. ginawan ko na ng paraan na minu-minuto ay imiss call siya..(sa mga nakakaalam ng tagalog muli ng miscol, pls tag!) ngunit tila wala siyang naririnig.. nakatahimik siguro ang kanyang cellphone..(di ko pa rin lam tagalog ng cellphone!) baka siguro nakatahimik ito..(silent mode!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanggang ngayon ay di ko pa rin maintindihan kung bakit ibibgay ng isang babae ang kanyang numero sa isang lalake ngunit wala naman ata siyang balak magreply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ikaw ang nakakaalam ng dahilan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaari lamang ipagbigay alam sa kinauukulan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;University of the Philippines, Los Ba&amp;ntilde;os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;muli inyong antabayan ang susunod nating kabanata sa dulang pinamagatang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UPLB Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111557701715325169?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111557701715325169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111557701715325169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111557701715325169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111557701715325169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/uplb-girl-part-2.html' title='UPLB Girl Part 2'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111557632715899138</id><published>2005-05-09T01:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:18:47.166+13:00</updated><title type='text'>maya maya gigising na ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maya mayang mga 5 ng umaga kelangan n gumising..&lt;br /&gt;eh hindi pa nga ko natutulog eh..&lt;br /&gt;aalis pala sila mama mayang mga 6 ng umaga..&lt;br /&gt;pupunta daw ng divisoria..&lt;br /&gt;mamimili ng school supplies..&lt;br /&gt;may tindahan kasi kame mga giliw kong tagabasa..&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun.. ako na naman ang magbabantay sa tindahan..&lt;br /&gt;kaya ngaun, sinusulit ko na..&lt;br /&gt;chat to the max!&lt;br /&gt;dahil mamaya ay wala ng hinto ang pagod ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang may Mc Donald's Happy Meal!&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111557632715899138?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111557632715899138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111557632715899138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111557632715899138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111557632715899138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/maya-maya-gigising-na-ko.html' title='maya maya gigising na ko'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111556986812946936</id><published>2005-05-09T00:09:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:02:06.516+13:00</updated><title type='text'>one love story, 100 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Message: Peter and Tina are sitting in the park&lt;br /&gt;   doing&lt;br /&gt;   nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all&lt;br /&gt;   their friends are having fun with their beloved&lt;br /&gt;   half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;   now to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      Peter:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess we're the only leftovers. We're&lt;br /&gt;   the only person who isn't with a date now. (both&lt;br /&gt;   sigh in silence for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a&lt;br /&gt;   game&lt;br /&gt;   Peter: Eh? What game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tina: Eem..It's quite simple. You'll be my&lt;br /&gt;   boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;   girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plans for&lt;br /&gt;   the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward&lt;br /&gt;   to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first&lt;br /&gt;   day and our first date. Where should we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is&lt;br /&gt;   a really great movie in theater now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea&lt;br /&gt;   than this. Lets move. (went to watch their&lt;br /&gt;   movies and sent each other home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;   Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and&lt;br /&gt;   Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;   They went shopping together for a friend's&lt;br /&gt;   birthday present. Share an ice-cream together&lt;br /&gt;   and hugged each other for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Day 7:&lt;br /&gt;   Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they&lt;br /&gt;   watch the sunset together. When the night came&lt;br /&gt;   and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass&lt;br /&gt;   gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed&lt;br /&gt;   by. Tina mumbled something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;      Day 25:&lt;br /&gt;    Spend time at a themepark and got onto&lt;br /&gt;    rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton&lt;br /&gt;    candy. Peter and Tina went into the haunted house&lt;br /&gt;    and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of&lt;br /&gt;    Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together&lt;br /&gt;    for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Day 67:&lt;br /&gt;    They drove pass a circus and decided to get in&lt;br /&gt;    to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play&lt;br /&gt;    a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went&lt;br /&gt;    around to see other entertainments after&lt;br /&gt;    the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just&lt;br /&gt;    said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a&lt;br /&gt;    tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Day 84:&lt;br /&gt;    Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The&lt;br /&gt;    beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have&lt;br /&gt;    their first kiss with each other just as the sun&lt;br /&gt;    is setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Day 99:&lt;br /&gt;    They decided to have a simple day and is&lt;br /&gt;    deciding to have a walk around the city. They&lt;br /&gt;    sit down onto a bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;    Tina: I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;    What would you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;    Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter&lt;br /&gt;    havent return. Then someone walked up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Stranger: Is your name Tina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tina: Yes, and may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Stranger: Just now down there on the street a&lt;br /&gt;    drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its&lt;br /&gt;    your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and&lt;br /&gt;    sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over&lt;br /&gt;    his face and her apple juice still in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;    The ambulance came and she went to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;    with Peter.&lt;br /&gt;    Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and&lt;br /&gt;    a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    11:51 pm&lt;br /&gt;    Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could.&lt;br /&gt;    He is still breathing now but God would take him&lt;br /&gt;    away from us very soon. We found this letter&lt;br /&gt;    inside his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she&lt;br /&gt;    goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak&lt;br /&gt;    but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she&lt;br /&gt;    burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun&lt;br /&gt;    with you during all these days. Although you may&lt;br /&gt;    be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but&lt;br /&gt;    these all brought happiness into my life. I have&lt;br /&gt;    realize that you are a really cute girl and&lt;br /&gt;    blamed myself for never taken the time to&lt;br /&gt;    knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for,&lt;br /&gt;    but I just wish that we can extend the day. I&lt;br /&gt;    want to be your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;    forever and wish that you can be beside me all&lt;br /&gt;    the time. Tina, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    11:58&lt;br /&gt;    Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the&lt;br /&gt;    wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I&lt;br /&gt;    asked God to let us last forever. We were&lt;br /&gt;    suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't&lt;br /&gt;    leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to&lt;br /&gt;    me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart&lt;br /&gt;    stopped beating. It was 100 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    NOTE*&lt;br /&gt;    Tell the guy or girl that you love them before&lt;br /&gt;    its too late. You never know whats going to&lt;br /&gt;    happen tomorrow. You never know who will be&lt;br /&gt;    leaving you and never return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111556986812946936?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111556986812946936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111556986812946936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111556986812946936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111556986812946936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-love-story-100-days.html' title='one love story, 100 days'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111553425511494164</id><published>2005-05-08T14:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:20:56.176+13:00</updated><title type='text'>UPLB Girl</title><content type='html'>ika 3 ng mayo taong dalawang libo't lima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gumising ako ng alas tres ng madaling araw upang magtungo sa aking susunod na Alma Mater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;University of the Philippines, Los Ba&amp;ntilde;os!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;doon, habang kasalukuyan akong nakapila upang humingi ng medical permit ay may nasulyapan akong isang babae.. sa aking pakikinig sa usapan ng mag-ina, aking napag alaman na ang babaeng iyon ay papasok rin doon sa parehong kurso na aking tatahakin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(makalipas ang napakahabang pila)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sa wakas, ako'y nasa medical na! agad kong inumpisahan ang muling pagpila upang agad na makapagparehistro at mabayaran ang aking matrikula.. sa ika pitong istasyon ng medical, sa aking malaking pagkagulat, ay tinanong niya kung ano ang numero na ibinigay sa akin ng nars.. siya ay numero 59 at ako naman ay numero 60.. kaya, sa pila patungo sa ika walong istasyon ay magkasunod kami.. sa haba ng pila ay hindi namin maiwasan na magkwentuhan.. itago na lang natin siya sa ngalang Tsupeta.. nakatira sa *Laguna! (*malapit lang! eh dun nga yun eh!) lumipas ang mga minuto at unti unti nang umikli ang pila.. malapit nang tawagin ang numero niya.. ngunit bago ang lahat ay binigay niya muna ang numero ng kanyang cellphone sa akin.. (ano ba tagalog ng cellphone? sa mga nakakaalam, tag naman kayo!) at ayun na nga.. tinawag na ang kanyang numero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;agad akong nagtungo sa opisina ng registrar upang matapos na ang aking pagrerehistro.. nagkita kaming muli roon.. nakapila upang malaman ang aming iskedyul at ang aming block.. ako ay block W4 at siya ay U4 naman.. (ata?) at doon nga kami ay naghiwalay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon, anong meron sa istorya ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapaisip lamang ako mga giliw kong tagabasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya niya ibinigay ang numero ng kanyang cellphone kung ang taray taray naman niya sa text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abangan ang susunod na kabanata ng ating dulang pinamagatang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;UPLB Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111553425511494164?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111553102779013524</id><published>2005-05-08T13:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:46:44.526+13:00</updated><title type='text'>it's jezza's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yah, it is jezza's birthday today.. and i just can't go to her house this 3pm.. well, it's also mother's day and my brother already had plans for my family to go and celebrate a little something for my mom.. and even if we wouldn't go out.. i think my bro wants me to stay at home at least for this day.. well, not much to do this gloomy afternoon.. not to add up the fact that it's so hot and my fan is broken.. well, maybe i should go and place this computer in the airconditioned room and set myself on chills.. well, that's enough for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my beloved and one and only mom, happy mother's day.. even though i don't say this much, i really really love you ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then came Jezza Abanador.. jeza was my classmate during grade six.. but she unfortunately transferred to another school.. and damn i miss that girl.. well, that boyish look matched with such appeal did make her attractive.. i miss you, tol! well, im so sorry i can't be at your party.. well maybe next time.. just have fun and be happy! it's your day! let's just chat if you would be in irc later.. hope to see you! muahz! again, happy birthday jezza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111553102779013524?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111553102779013524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111553102779013524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-jezzas-birthday.html' title='it&apos;s jezza&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111545093201471159</id><published>2005-05-07T15:07:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:28:52.020+13:00</updated><title type='text'>for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for you i'd give a lifetime of stability&lt;br /&gt;anything you want with me&lt;br /&gt;oh, nothing is impossible&lt;br /&gt;for you there are no words, no way to show my love&lt;br /&gt;or all the thoughts i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'coz this life is no good alone&lt;br /&gt;since we became one i made a change&lt;br /&gt;everything i do now makes sense&lt;br /&gt;all roads end&lt;br /&gt;all i do is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you i share a cup of love that overflows&lt;br /&gt;and anyone who knows us knows&lt;br /&gt;i would change all faults i have&lt;br /&gt;for you there is no low or high or in between&lt;br /&gt;of my heart you haven't seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'coz i share all i have, i am&lt;br /&gt;nothing said hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;and i feel, i feel deeper still&lt;br /&gt;and always will&lt;br /&gt;all this love is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every note that i play&lt;br /&gt;every word i might say&lt;br /&gt;every melody i feel&lt;br /&gt;i ought it for you when you feel&lt;br /&gt;every page that i write&lt;br /&gt;every day of my life&lt;br /&gt;would not be filled without a thing&lt;br /&gt;that my love for you now brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you i make a promise of fidelity&lt;br /&gt;now and for eternity&lt;br /&gt;no one could replace this vow&lt;br /&gt;for you i take your hand and heart ang everything&lt;br /&gt;and after that a wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'coz this life is no good alone&lt;br /&gt;since we became one you're all i know&lt;br /&gt;if these feelings should leave i die&lt;br /&gt;and here's why&lt;br /&gt;all i am is for you&lt;br /&gt;everything i do now makes sense&lt;br /&gt;all roads end&lt;br /&gt;all i do is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to my everdearest _mrh_zeroseven_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12672506.post-111545011803341763</id><published>2005-05-07T14:50:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T19:17:33.216+13:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteen months of joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its the eighteenth month of spendid years and lifetimes to come..&lt;br /&gt;who would have thought we would last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel,, they all thought that we wouldn't and damn still we did..&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to get my hands on those who never believed in us..&lt;br /&gt;get this, i'm gonna hold her in my arms forever..&lt;br /&gt;and if you think 18 months is long enough,&lt;br /&gt;why not think about many more years to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the woman who filled the colours of my life..&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;i love loving you!&lt;br /&gt;and i would love to love you more and more!&lt;br /&gt;hold you in my arms forever, till eternity..&lt;br /&gt;you are all that i need&lt;br /&gt;and i don't and wouldn't regret spending more and more with you..&lt;br /&gt;you're so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;and so amazing..&lt;br /&gt;you're the most beautiful person who ever walked into my life..&lt;br /&gt;and i am letting you and going to make you stay..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is yours forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love loving you&lt;br /&gt;if that's the last thing i would ever do in this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111545011803341763?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111545011803341763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111545011803341763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111545011803341763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111545011803341763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/2005/05/eighteen-months-of-joy.html' title='eighteen months of joy'/><author><name>_zeroseven_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11844898566136723684</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-12672506.post-111538958708432210</id><published>2005-05-06T22:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T03:26:27.090+13:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to hold her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to hold her in my arms ryt now..&lt;br /&gt;and go get the fun going..&lt;br /&gt;give her some caresses or two and gently slide my hand down her body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want her to feel how much i love her..&lt;br /&gt;and get her to play the melody of our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is that guitar?&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold her in my arms ryt now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111538958708432210?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' 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far from her..&lt;br /&gt;she's all i've got and damn!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to leave her&lt;br /&gt;in this world of uncertainty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be there for her..&lt;br /&gt;i never meant any harm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111538864894868747?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111538864894868747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111538864894868747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111538864894868747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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finish yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make some comments..&lt;br /&gt;go click on anything..&lt;br /&gt;make some taggie ok?&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12672506-111538797767081483?l=zeroseven07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeroseven07.blogspot.com/feeds/111538797767081483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12672506&amp;postID=111538797767081483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111538797767081483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12672506/posts/default/111538797767081483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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