<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842817</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:38:00.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tottietuts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842817.post-107279026953120551</id><published>2003-12-30T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T05:19:19.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;a toast to all my paranoia.&lt;/b&gt; what do you call someone who has all these doubts with only one way to get rid of 'em but doesn't have the guts to do so?  well that's me.  i'm the kind of person who keeps all these major insecurities and doubts inside of me until i can't take it anymore that i burst and hurt myself because of them.  on the inside i'm this outspoken super frank girl that tells everyone what i think and feel.  but actually, i don't tell everyone everything.  in fact i hide the most important things from people cuz i'm afraid they'll think i'm weird or crazy.  well i am.  give  me reason not to be paranoid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107279026953120551?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107279026953120551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107279026953120551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107279026953120551' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107260015445619965</id><published>2003-12-28T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T00:45:27.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last post was eleven days ago ne? hu-hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 : gastroscopy (yuchy ouchie feelin)&lt;br /&gt;19 : ultrasound (no, i aint pg.. it's too see if sumthin's wrong in there.. -.-"); sleepover at fe's&lt;br /&gt;20 : went to Policarpio with 'em family and roy-kun&lt;br /&gt;...  i forgot what happened during the next two days ... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;23 : went to star city. -.-" enjoyed NOT&lt;br /&gt;24 : Christmas Eve. no hard liquor for me.. a bottle of red wine and Clue (the PC game) was good enough. had fun of course, bein with the clan and all that.. weh.&lt;br /&gt;25 : merry Christmas and happy sickness day. migraine attack the whole day. bummer! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;26 : went to the hospital.. yea. i got tonsilitis.. weh.&lt;br /&gt;27 : that's yesterday, right? pilgrimage to manaoag. SOOPER TRAFFIC!!! but of course, twas well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107260015445619965?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107260015445619965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107260015445619965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107260015445619965' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107167089804208716</id><published>2003-12-17T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T06:28:26.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Wordsworth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered lonely as a cloud &lt;br /&gt;That floats on high o'er vales and hills, &lt;br /&gt;When all at once I saw a crowd, &lt;br /&gt;A host, of golden daffodils; &lt;br /&gt;Beside the lake, beneath the trees, &lt;br /&gt;Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuous as the stars that shine &lt;br /&gt;And twinkle on the milky way, &lt;br /&gt;They stretched in never-ending line &lt;br /&gt;Along the margin of a bay: &lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand saw I at a glance, &lt;br /&gt;Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves beside them danced; but they &lt;br /&gt;Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: &lt;br /&gt;A poet could not but be gay, &lt;br /&gt;In such a jocund company: &lt;br /&gt;I gazed---and gazed---but little thought &lt;br /&gt;What wealth the show to me had brought: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For oft, when on my couch I lie &lt;br /&gt;In vacant or in pensive mood, &lt;br /&gt;They flash upon that inward eye &lt;br /&gt;Which is the bliss of solitude; &lt;br /&gt;And then my heart with pleasure fills, &lt;br /&gt;And dances with the daffodils. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' been thinking of this poem the whole day... why? aba malay koh... maybe that's what happens when one feels blue: make no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gastroenterologist said i aint allowed to drink alcohol for the rest of my life... like KILL ME INSTEAD, OK?! but what the hell, who said i'd be followin his orders anyway? i can just ignore him, right? BWAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out, crazy little bitch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107167089804208716?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107167089804208716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107167089804208716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107167089804208716' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107097585560619138</id><published>2003-12-09T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T05:18:38.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;¿Si comiendo el dolor de medios, quién querría comer? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107097585560619138?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107097585560619138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107097585560619138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107097585560619138' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107080227214124933</id><published>2003-12-07T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T05:06:55.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh how... what does one do when there are more negative things in his life than positive things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuh-uh.. don't think it's me. it aint. im just curious.&lt;br /&gt;i may hate or get angry or get frustrated or get overly filled with different emotions (as right now)... but yeah, there's always a brighter side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of good things to do when you're too damn depressed:&lt;br /&gt;1. go out for a walk.. or a bicycle ride... or a drive...&lt;br /&gt;2. go to the mall and shop... or just walk around&lt;br /&gt;3. watch a movie you really like&lt;br /&gt;4. visit a friend&lt;br /&gt;5. watch the sunset&lt;br /&gt;6. eat something you've never eaten before (or probably never will again)&lt;br /&gt;7. drink some totally hard alcohol or smoke (but these are bad... or so they say)&lt;br /&gt;8. do something you've been afraid to do (but of course, there are certain LAWS in the constitution that you have to think about.. but if you're a minor, what the hell?)&lt;br /&gt;9. play your favorite sport/game&lt;br /&gt;10. spend some time alone&lt;br /&gt;11. pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. if they still don't work, well then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;try again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107080227214124933?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107080227214124933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107080227214124933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107080227214124933' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107060436571798199</id><published>2003-12-04T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T22:07:02.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday. 05 december 2003. 1357H. humm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our chem lab class hasn't met since friday last week. i miss them. (ambabaw ko!)&lt;br /&gt;anyway... kwento.. wala&lt;br /&gt;cute si vanness!!! toink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap maging bangag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107060436571798199?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107060436571798199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107060436571798199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107060436571798199' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-107034918246947717</id><published>2003-12-01T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T23:22:49.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Love, love changes everything: hands and faces, Earth and sky, Love, Love changes everything: How you live and How you die. Love Can make the summer fly, Or a night Seem like a lifetime. Yes, love, Love changes everything: Now i tremble At your name. Nothing in the World will ever Be the same. Love, Love changes everything: Days are longer, Words mean more. Love, Love changes everything Pain is deeper Than before. Love Will turn your world around, And that world Will last forever. Yes, love, Love changes everything, Brings you glory, Brings you shame. Nothing in the World will ever Be the same. Off Into the world we go, Planning futures, Shaping years. Love Bursts in, and suddenly All our wisdom Disappears. Love Makes fools of everyone: All the rules We make are broken. Yes, love, Love changes everyone.Live or perish In its flame Love will never, Never let you Be the same.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-107034918246947717?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107034918246947717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/107034918246947717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107034918246947717' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106966212323363655</id><published>2003-11-24T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:22:44.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Captain! My Captain!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walt Whitman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; &lt;br /&gt;The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won; &lt;br /&gt;The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, &lt;br /&gt;While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: &lt;br /&gt;But O heart! heart! heart! &lt;br /&gt;O the bleeding drops of red, &lt;br /&gt;Where on the deck my Captain lies, &lt;br /&gt;Fallen cold and dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; &lt;br /&gt;Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10 &lt;br /&gt;For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding; &lt;br /&gt;For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; &lt;br /&gt;Here Captain! dear father! &lt;br /&gt;This arm beneath your head; &lt;br /&gt;It is some dream that on the deck, &lt;br /&gt;You've fallen cold and dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; &lt;br /&gt;My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; &lt;br /&gt;The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; &lt;br /&gt;From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20 &lt;br /&gt;Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! &lt;br /&gt;But I, with mournful tread, &lt;br /&gt;Walk the deck my Captain lies, &lt;br /&gt;Fallen cold and dead. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how my former upperclassmen treat me nowadays... calling me by my first name and all that. saying i aint' required to call 'em "sir"... but i can't really do that now, can i? hehehe!! MCD is life-long, or at least for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poem.. er... is really beautiful. otherwise, i wouldn't have posted it. makes sense, ne? (milk in my cereal, coffee mate in my coffee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bangag?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106966212323363655?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106966212323363655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106966212323363655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106966212323363655' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106933000953657091</id><published>2003-11-20T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T04:07:26.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>te quiero, mi amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I Do Love You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be alone in the night &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to have the rain on my shoe &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;I don't like to see the sky painted gray &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like when nothing's going my way &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be the one with the blues &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;Love everything about the way you're loving me &lt;br /&gt;The way you lay your head &lt;br /&gt;Upon my shoulder when you sleep &lt;br /&gt;And I love to kiss you in the rain &lt;br /&gt;I love everything you do, oh I do &lt;br /&gt;I don't like to turn the radio on &lt;br /&gt;Just to find I missed my favorite song &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be the last with the news &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;Love everything about the way you're loving me &lt;br /&gt;The way you lay your head &lt;br /&gt;Upon my shoulder when you sleep &lt;br /&gt;And I love to kiss you in the rain &lt;br /&gt;I love everything you do, oh I do &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be alone in the night &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you but I do love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106933000953657091?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106933000953657091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106933000953657091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933000953657091' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106924947666765125</id><published>2003-11-19T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T05:45:11.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;¿Qué quiere usted en vida?&lt;br /&gt;para ser libre&lt;br /&gt;simple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there really are some things i can't understand.  why do i tolerate some things that i shouldn't? buh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106924947666765125?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106924947666765125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106924947666765125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106924947666765125' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106898955418564909</id><published>2003-11-16T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T05:37:58.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm speechless, so i'll post this song 'cuz it's what's playing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're The Inspiration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Cetera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our love was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;The kind of love that lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;And I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know, everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind, in my heart&lt;br /&gt;In my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me sayin'&lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, yes I know that it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;We're so in love when we're together&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know, everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;Always on my mind, in my heart&lt;br /&gt;In my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me sayin'&lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me sayin'&lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106898955418564909?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106898955418564909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106898955418564909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106898955418564909' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106888177971797800</id><published>2003-11-14T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T23:39:28.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, i quit.&lt;br /&gt;but this time it's final.&lt;br /&gt;it's fun to be a CO, but there's too much they expect you to be and do.. and too many sacrifices have to be made and yes, it is SO NOT WORTH IT&lt;br /&gt;plus i have assholes for upperclassmen and i-don't-know-what classmates..&lt;br /&gt;bummer&lt;br /&gt;military life ain't for me, although it's my dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i quote, "dreams are different from reality"&lt;br /&gt;(shan cai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm a meteor garden freak.&lt;br /&gt;i love ken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bangag]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106888177971797800?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106888177971797800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106888177971797800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106888177971797800' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106864438583314344</id><published>2003-11-12T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T05:40:11.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i've already posted this song some time ago, last summer probably. anyhow, this is my song for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes On Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whenever sang my songs &lt;br /&gt;On the stage, on my own &lt;br /&gt;Whenever said my words &lt;br /&gt;Wishing they would be heard &lt;br /&gt;I saw you smiling at me &lt;br /&gt;Was it real or just my fantasy &lt;br /&gt;You'd always be there in the corner &lt;br /&gt;Of this tiny little bar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night here for you &lt;br /&gt;Same old songs, just once more &lt;br /&gt;My last night here with you &lt;br /&gt;Maybe yes, maybe no &lt;br /&gt;I kind of liked it your way &lt;br /&gt;How you shyly placed your eyes on me &lt;br /&gt;Oh did you ever know? &lt;br /&gt;That I had mine on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling so there you are &lt;br /&gt;With that look on your face &lt;br /&gt;As if you're never hurt &lt;br /&gt;As if you're never down &lt;br /&gt;Shall I be the one for you &lt;br /&gt;Who pinches you softly but sure &lt;br /&gt;If frown is shown then &lt;br /&gt;I will know that you are no dreamer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me come to you &lt;br /&gt;Close as I wanted to be &lt;br /&gt;Close enough for me &lt;br /&gt;To feel your heart beating fast &lt;br /&gt;And stay there as I whisper &lt;br /&gt;How I loved your peaceful eyes on me &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know &lt;br /&gt;That I had mine on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling so share with me &lt;br /&gt;Your love if you have enough &lt;br /&gt;Your tears if you're holding back &lt;br /&gt;Or pain if that's what it is &lt;br /&gt;How can I let you know &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than the dress and the voice &lt;br /&gt;Just reach me out then &lt;br /&gt;You will know that you're not dreaming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things HAVE changed.. or at least i have. i'm actually addicted to meteor garden, and i admit the military life isn't for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106864438583314344?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106864438583314344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106864438583314344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106864438583314344' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106812492262098785</id><published>2003-11-06T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T05:22:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you, alex!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106812492262098785?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106812492262098785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106812492262098785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106812492262098785' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106804710739502386</id><published>2003-11-05T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T08:09:44.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's november 05 2003. looks like an ordinary day, and yet it seems like the world is collapsing. sometimes we try to forget our problems but then sooner or later we'll have to face them. &lt;br /&gt;i've always believed that i was the kind of person who didn't care about what others thought of me. i used to ignore people when they said bad things about me, whether to my face or to others. i really didn't care.  i had no emotions. i thought, "they know nothing about me." i was made of stone, but now i'm like a sponge absorbing every single thing people has to say about me. i automatically believe them. what the hell happened?! why the sudden change? why now?! &lt;br /&gt;or am i just being paranoid? feeling like everyone dislikes me... can you blame me when everyone in the world seems like they're using me for something? (of course i don't really mean &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;, just most of them..) yeah. maybe i'm just being paranoid. then damn it! take the stupid paranoia away from me.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my god! was i born with a curse? why the hell do i keep losing all my friends?! tell me.. &lt;b&gt;WHY?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus! it's really annoying to find out that contrary to popular belief, you're really very dumb. imagine getting two 5's, one 4, one 3, and three 2's... what the hell! i used to really be good in math.. tell me, what the hell happened?! plus i spent the whole sem workin hard for the corps and what do i get? a grade of 2 and a lot of insult! why the heck did i volunteer to be the stupid batch cmdr anyway? all they see are my faults. the faults of my classmates are also mine! who made that stupid rule?! shit!! i've seen the friggin paddle several times... shux! i'm so near to feeling it hitting me..&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i talking about? ::sigh:: i've never been this depressed... 'cuz all my life i thought i was capable of things, and now i realize i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter side of life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who never let me sleep &lt;br /&gt;Through my mind and through my soul, &lt;br /&gt;You touch my lips &lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I can't wait to see &lt;br /&gt;When you're here by my side, I'm in ecstacy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone without you &lt;br /&gt;But days are dark without the glimpse of you &lt;br /&gt;Now that you come into my life &lt;br /&gt;I feel complete &lt;br /&gt;The flowers bloom, the morning shines and I can see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like the sun&lt;br /&gt;That lights up my whole world &lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth inside &lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a river &lt;br /&gt;That flows down through my veins &lt;br /&gt;I feel the chill inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear music played &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the things that we've been through &lt;br /&gt;In my mind I can't believe it's true &lt;br /&gt;But in my heart, the reality is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Refrain&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106804710739502386?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106804710739502386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106804710739502386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106804710739502386' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106800857568234534</id><published>2003-11-04T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T06:22:26.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, tottie sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I believed in paradise, I'd swear I must be there I'd swear I must be there right now with you. If I believed in miracles, I'd know that one was happening to me. But if I don't believe in paradise, and miracles aren't real, then someone tell me what is this I feel? I wanna believe in love this time. I wanna believe my heart's not telling me a lie. But with you I can't deny, if I believed in paradise, I'd swear I'm there. If I believed in magic spells, it all would be so clear, a magic spell must have brought you here. If I could see the future, I'd see if you and I were meant to be. But I don't know any magic, and tomorrow's just a dream, but something in this fantasy is real. I wanna believe in love this time, I wanna believe my heart's not telling me a lie. I wanna believe it's love. I wanna believe my heart's not telling me a lie. But with you I can't deny, If I believed in paradise, I'd swear I'm there I'm there...I'm there If I believed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106800857568234534?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106800857568234534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106800857568234534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106800857568234534' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106794614059574536</id><published>2003-11-04T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T03:43:10.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mending Wall &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Robert Lee Frost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something there is that doesn't love a wall, &lt;br /&gt;That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, &lt;br /&gt;And spills the upper boulders in the sun; &lt;br /&gt;And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. &lt;br /&gt;The work of hunters is another thing: &lt;br /&gt;I have come after them and made repair &lt;br /&gt;Where they have left not one stone on a stone, &lt;br /&gt;But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, &lt;br /&gt;To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean, &lt;br /&gt;No one has seen them made or heard them made, &lt;br /&gt;But at spring mending-time we find them there. &lt;br /&gt;I let my neighbour know beyond the hill; &lt;br /&gt;And on a day we meet to walk the line &lt;br /&gt;And set the wall between us once again. &lt;br /&gt;We keep the wall between us as we go. &lt;br /&gt;To each the boulders that have fallen to each. &lt;br /&gt;And some are loaves and some so nearly balls &lt;br /&gt;We have to use a spell to make them balance: &lt;br /&gt;"Stay where you are until our backs are turned!" &lt;br /&gt;We wear our fingers rough with handling them. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, just another kind of out-door game, &lt;br /&gt;One on a side. It comes to little more: &lt;br /&gt;There where it is we do not need the wall: &lt;br /&gt;He is all pine and I am apple orchard. &lt;br /&gt;My apple trees will never get across &lt;br /&gt;And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. &lt;br /&gt;He only says, "Good fences make good neighbours." &lt;br /&gt;Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder &lt;br /&gt;If I could put a notion in his head: &lt;br /&gt;"Why do they make good neighbours? Isn't it &lt;br /&gt;Where there are cows? But here there are no cows. &lt;br /&gt;Before I built a wall I'd ask to know &lt;br /&gt;What I was walling in or walling out, &lt;br /&gt;And to whom I was like to give offence. &lt;br /&gt;Something there is that doesn't love a wall, &lt;br /&gt;That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him, &lt;br /&gt;But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather &lt;br /&gt;He said it for himself. I see him there &lt;br /&gt;Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top &lt;br /&gt;In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. &lt;br /&gt;He moves in darkness as it seems to me, &lt;br /&gt;Not of woods only and the shade of trees. &lt;br /&gt;He will not go behind his father's saying, &lt;br /&gt;And he likes having thought of it so well &lt;br /&gt;He says again, "Good fences make good neighbours." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106794614059574536?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106794614059574536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106794614059574536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106794614059574536' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106787295399684981</id><published>2003-11-03T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T07:41:24.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Alone. In solitude by consequences, alone, not by choice... Slowly, as the world ceases to live... As the world continues, not making sense... In the erupting maelstrom of reality that we come to "exist"... We fall, We cry, We die. And just like a black rose... I remember... That in all these... I AM ALONE.              &lt;br /&gt;- Solitude of A Black Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106787295399684981?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106787295399684981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106787295399684981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106787295399684981' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106775024266041497</id><published>2003-11-01T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T07:39:36.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;tonight will be the first CQ for the sem. 'cant believe it's starting over again. but it's ok. i have to admit i miss the barracks! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beat.. haven't really slept for so long, being busy watching MG, doing some family and corps obligations and hanging around with friends. but it's ok... sleep is for losers anyway. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned something new last friday night, (or should i say early saturday morn? whatever)... ice said my driving was improving. and he offered the freakin vehicle again. can't believe that. what i can't believe also is that i rejected it again. harumph. i really don't have the guts. but i believe i made the right decision.. it's difficult to accept that kind of gift... just doesn't feel right. sorry iceman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enrolment starts tomorrow.. and like i said, the first CQ for the sem is actually tonight, and the second FTX will be on 07-09 November. i'm gonna be so darn busy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could finish the 2nd season before all the shit starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106775024266041497?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106775024266041497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106775024266041497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106775024266041497' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106699350598008353</id><published>2003-10-24T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T04:05:07.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so tottie sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;here i go again, tripping on my own feet. lately it seems i've been big old foolish me. mumbled when i tried to talk, stumbled when i tried to walk, like i'm in a state of shock when i'm with you. here i go again, looking just like a clown, everything i say is wrong whenever you're around. been around i'll admit, but this time all the pieces fit, something tells me this is it when i'm with you... i think i'm in love again! grinning that silly grin, look what a fool i've been, i think i'm in love again.  lately i've lost my mind, but i do it everytime. yes, i know all the signs of being in love... i won't lie to you, i've been in love before &lt;loyd&gt; but now i know you're the one that i've been waiting for. somehow i get kinda shy and i can't look you in the eye, i come all apart inside when i'm with you... i think i'm in love again! grinning that silly grin, look what a fool i've been, i think i'm in love again.  lately i've lost my mind, but i do it everytime. yes, i know all the signs of being in love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;MWAH!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106699350598008353?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106699350598008353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106699350598008353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106699350598008353' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106696132381353948</id><published>2003-10-23T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T19:08:43.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dahil tinuruan na ako ni aleck kung paano magpalaki ng font size, gagamitin natin ang knowledge... har har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Hail the corps our alma mater to us be ever dear may we keep thy honor  bright thru the long years day and night! Let thy memories be our guide, fill us up with joy and pride! May our hearts beat firm and true, loyal sons ever to you...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm doomed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106696132381353948?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106696132381353948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106696132381353948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106696132381353948' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106689613617931616</id><published>2003-10-23T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T06:54:12.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="7"&gt;SINGKO!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! malaki nga ung font size! &lt;br /&gt;anyway... masaya ang buhay..&lt;br /&gt;singko ang math17.. taena&lt;br /&gt;'tas ung lecheng teacher so es1 ndi pa nagagawa ung class cards namen. pesteh&lt;br /&gt;ang saya-saya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106689613617931616?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106689613617931616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106689613617931616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106689613617931616' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106666557203001578</id><published>2003-10-20T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T08:59:31.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from the dirt! yeah. from the dirt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three-day training cycle was amazing! of course the ftx (field training exercise) was the best thing.. it really wuz. words can't explain. basta masaya. who ever thought that crawling and running for almost eight hours while carrying an almost 10-lbs rifle through rocky, muddy, and insect-filled terrains would be so incredibly fun? woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i know i may sound ridiculous to most people.. but hey!  don't knock it 'til you try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary of what happened during the training:&lt;br /&gt;1. marksmanship&lt;br /&gt;2. lunch (from here on until the end of the training, we ate nothing but canned corned beef and crackers)&lt;br /&gt;3. mountaineering (rappeling at campo uno). believe it or not, I DID IT!!! yep!! i rappelled! it was damn scary but i did it!!&lt;br /&gt;4. dinner&lt;br /&gt;5. harboring (we slept at the firing range. damn place was full of mosquitos. good thing i had my mosquito-reppellant with moi)&lt;br /&gt;6. (this is saturday already) Physical training&lt;br /&gt;7. lecture on map reading&lt;br /&gt;8. lunch&lt;br /&gt;9. lecture on first aid&lt;br /&gt;10. land navigation (one of my classmates got lost. the whole training directorate got worried. tsk tsk tsk)&lt;br /&gt;11. dinner&lt;br /&gt;12. FTX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take note! not one of us took a bath. hehehe!! can you imagine how much we were stinking then? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one wrong thing about the whole training:&lt;br /&gt;the rangers lack MCD and i hate it! pesteh! tangina talaga...&lt;br /&gt;argh! that really sucked. you see.. i got reprimanded 'cuz of that. but the thing is, i reminded them that during the training, they have to show MCD 'cuz i'm a damn CO! why the hell can't they get that? is it too damn hard to call me "sir"?! and besides, back in high school, i showed them utmost MCD! why can't they do that too? gosh! they're my friends, i know. but damn! i need some respect. i deserve it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106666557203001578?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106666557203001578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106666557203001578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106666557203001578' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106597198711614267</id><published>2003-10-12T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T08:19:47.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARDON ME&lt;br /&gt;INCUBUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME WHILE I BURST &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME WHILE I BURST &lt;br /&gt;A DECADE AGO, I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD BE. &lt;br /&gt;A TWENTY THREE ON THE VERGE OF SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION &lt;br /&gt;WOE IS ME &lt;br /&gt;BUT I GUESS THAT IT COMES WITH THE TERRITORY . &lt;br /&gt;AN OMINOUS LANDSCAPE OF NEVER -ENDING CALAMITY . &lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU TO HEAR . I NEED YOU TO SEE. &lt;br /&gt;THAT I HAVE HAD ALL I CAN TAKE &lt;br /&gt;AND EXPLODING SEEMS LIKE A DEFINITE POSSIBILITY &lt;br /&gt;TO ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PARDON ME WHILE I BURST INTO FLAMES . &lt;br /&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THE WORLD , AND ITS PEOPLE'S MINDLESS GAMES &lt;br /&gt;SO PARDON ME WHILE I BURN , AND RISE ABOVE THE FLAME &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME, PARDON ME. I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT, TWO DAYS AGO I WAS HAVING A LOOK IN A BOOK &lt;br /&gt;AND I SAW A PICTURE OF A GUY FRIED UP ABOVE HIS KNEES &lt;br /&gt;I SAID I CAN RELATE &lt;br /&gt;CAUSE LATELY I'VE BEEN THINKING OF COMBUSTICATION &lt;br /&gt;AS A WELCOMED VACATION FROM. &lt;br /&gt;THE BURDENS OF THE PLANET EARTH , &lt;br /&gt;LIKE GRAVITY , HYPOCRISY , AND THE PERILS OF BEING IN 3-D... &lt;br /&gt;AND THINKING SO MUCH DIFFERENTLY . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME WHILE I BURST INTO FLAMES . &lt;br /&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THE WORLD , AND IT'S PEOPLE'S MINDLESS GAMES &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME WHILE I BURN , AND RISE ABOVE THE FLAME &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME, PARDON ME. I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME . &lt;br /&gt;NEVER BE THE SAME ...YEAH . &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME WHILE I BURST INTO FLAMES . &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME, PARDON ME, PARDON ME. &lt;br /&gt;SO PARDON ME WHILE I BURST INTO FLAMES . &lt;br /&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THE WORLD , AND IT'S PEOPLE'S MINDLESS GAMES &lt;br /&gt;SO PARDON ME WHILE I BURN , AND RISE ABOVE THE FLAME &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME, PARDON ME. I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME . &lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME, NEVER BE THE SAME . YEAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty obvious that i'm mad about a lot of things, ne?!&lt;br /&gt;bah humbug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KIIIILLLLL!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106597198711614267?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106597198711614267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106597198711614267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106597198711614267' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106577941641505527</id><published>2003-10-10T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T02:50:16.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been drinking nor smokin but i'm feelin friggin tipsy!! har har har&lt;br /&gt;it's only what? yeah... 1808H. but it's really dark outside... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas anywhere we go...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's my song for today?? HmMmMm...&lt;br /&gt;actually i've been listening to Christina Aguilera's &lt;i&gt;Fighter&lt;/i&gt; all day but I don't have 'em lyrics right now so maybe i'll post 'em next time.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106577941641505527?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106577941641505527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106577941641505527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106577941641505527' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106571053806021130</id><published>2003-10-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T07:42:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eherm..&lt;br /&gt;two more exams and a six-day refresher training course and then i'll be free 'til november 3! yipee! ... actually that's only a week-and-a-half vacation, but what the heck, it's good enough. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i'll have time to go to all the places i've missed and to the things i haven't done for quite some time... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tinatamad na ako mag-type...&lt;br /&gt;adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106571053806021130?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106571053806021130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106571053806021130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106571053806021130' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106513143595420528</id><published>2003-10-02T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T14:50:36.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And yet again I will post my dear ole song of the day... dun really have much time to babble.. hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Better Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe &amp; warm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I feel the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul&lt;br /&gt;Heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow&lt;br /&gt;Through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;All I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been told&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul&lt;br /&gt;Heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow&lt;br /&gt;Through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;All I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover you're home bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around, love is all around&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen on stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe &amp; warm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I feel the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul&lt;br /&gt;Heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow&lt;br /&gt;Through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;All I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106513143595420528?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106513143595420528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106513143595420528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106513143595420528' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106498288877151669</id><published>2003-09-30T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T21:34:48.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is actually yesterday's &lt;i&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/i&gt; but I didn't have time to blog last night so I'm posting it now. bwehehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(I'm Caught Between) Goodbye and I Love You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something to tell you&lt;br /&gt;And I know it won't be easy&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking these past few days&lt;br /&gt;It might be time to leave&lt;br /&gt;You're like a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Then you're a lover&lt;br /&gt;Never the same&lt;br /&gt;Always hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing quite where I stand&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Falling both ways nowhere to land&lt;br /&gt;So constantly stranded&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand it&lt;br /&gt;This double life you've handed me&lt;br /&gt;Is like the devil and the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we go on much longer&lt;br /&gt;If my doubts grow any stronger&lt;br /&gt;Then I may have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;If only to survive&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why should I stay here&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to keep love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing quite where I stand&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Falling both ways nowhere to land&lt;br /&gt;So constantly stranded&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand it&lt;br /&gt;This double life you've handed me&lt;br /&gt;Is like the devil and the deep blue sea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/end]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!!! Too many exams coming up I don't know which one to study first... kaya I'm actually doing stuff for the corps muna. hehehe! Ima study later na lang.. tama? TAMA!&lt;br /&gt;[this paragraph doesn't make any sense at all!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We have much to do and less time to do it in."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106498288877151669?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106498288877151669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106498288877151669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106498288877151669' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106474526288204921</id><published>2003-09-28T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T03:36:36.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bahay  Barracks has really been my "bahay" for the past few days.  SAYA!!! hehehe! 'had a sudden change of heart.  now i feel at home there.  ts good, right?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the semester's almost over. Thank God! We had our last class for Philo1 last Thursday so that's out of the picture, and we took our final exam for ES1 early this afternoon so that also is over.  PHEW!!!  5 more subjects and I'm done!  Hopefully I'll be able to get a good enough grade in all of 'em stupid subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a part of the corps, although some people say it's stupid. BAH!! They don't know anything! Or maybe they're just envious!! HAHAHAHA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, they just really don't know shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106474526288204921?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106474526288204921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106474526288204921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106474526288204921' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106424005264064997</id><published>2003-09-22T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T07:14:12.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106424005264064997?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106424005264064997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106424005264064997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106424005264064997' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106354452141357234</id><published>2003-09-14T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T06:03:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wut can i say?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a CO, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy, but still a little confused.  i guess it's because i'm not really sure if i fit in there.  somehow i feel like i don't but i also feel that i'm needed there.  bottomline is i have to struggle through the following weeks 'til graduation.  maybe after that i'll have some free time.  gosh.  i wish i had time to do everything i need and want.  god help me.  i miss someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound crazy, don't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106354452141357234?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106354452141357234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106354452141357234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106354452141357234' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106328886440172929</id><published>2003-09-11T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T07:01:04.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::SoNg Of ThE dAy::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KASTILYONG BUHANGIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basil Valdez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ang 'sang pangako'y maihahambing&lt;br /&gt;Sa isang kastilyong buhangin,&lt;br /&gt;Sakdal-rupok at huwag di masaling&lt;br /&gt;Guguho sa ihip ng hangin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang alon ng maling pagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;Ang s'yang kalaban n'yang mortal,&lt;br /&gt;Kapag dalampasiga'y nahagkan&lt;br /&gt;Ang kastilyo ay nabubuwal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayat bago nating bigkasin ang pagsintang sumpa&lt;br /&gt;Sa minumutya, sa diwa't gawa,&lt;br /&gt;Pakaisipin naitn kung pag-ibig ay wagas&lt;br /&gt;Kahit pa magsanga ng landas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan dalawang puso'y nagsumpaan&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig na walang hanggan,&lt;br /&gt;Sumpang kastilyong buhangin pala&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig na pansamantala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayat bago nating bigkasin ang pagsintang sumpa&lt;br /&gt;Sa minumutya, sa diwa't gawa,&lt;br /&gt;Pakaisipin naitn kung pag-ibig ay wagas&lt;br /&gt;Kahit pa magsanga ng landas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan dalawang puso'y nagsumpaan&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig na walang hanggan,&lt;br /&gt;Sumpang kastilyong buhangin pala&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig na&lt;br /&gt;Pansamantala, luha ang dala&lt;br /&gt;'Yan ang pag-ibig na nangyari sa atin,&lt;br /&gt;Gumuhong kastilyong buhangin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106328886440172929?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106328886440172929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106328886440172929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106328886440172929' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106302556054022233</id><published>2003-09-08T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T05:52:40.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mass Command In Cadence Command&lt;br /&gt;COMMENCE SUICIDE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko nah&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106302556054022233?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106302556054022233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106302556054022233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106302556054022233' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106233226451728043</id><published>2003-08-31T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T05:17:44.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MaLaPiT-lApIt Na Sa KaToToHaNaN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106233226451728043?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106233226451728043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106233226451728043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106233226451728043' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-10621581729100613</id><published>2003-08-29T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T04:56:12.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;yippeee!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-10621581729100613?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/10621581729100613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/10621581729100613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#10621581729100613' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106208180533453574</id><published>2003-08-28T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T07:46:21.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;::Song of The Day::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Endless Chain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slam Dunk Movie Theme&lt;br /&gt;BAAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;Although I can offer no proof of that, &lt;br /&gt;I swear it. &lt;br /&gt;It's forever, because no matter the doubts &amp;&lt;br /&gt;hardships, &lt;br /&gt;we long for each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everflowing love is melting into your heart now&lt;br /&gt; While you keep your eyes on the still undetermined future&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by, but we are never alone. &lt;br /&gt;Let's walk together down the unending street&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our endless chain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we can't go on living without changing anything, &lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you, so that I don't lose sight of our footprints, together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk together down the unending street&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our endless chain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106208180533453574?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106208180533453574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106208180533453574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106208180533453574' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106181724532303110</id><published>2003-08-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T06:46:24.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ima take my time with this post.. WARNING! This will be VERY LONG!!&lt;br /&gt;[smile!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::RaNdOm ThOuGhTs::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I mEeT mOrE aNd MoRe WeIrD pEoPlE eAcH dAy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; sTaLkErS sCaRe Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; It ReAlLy Is AnNoYiNg To HaVe SoMeOnE yOu'Re NoT ClOsE tO sTaRe At YoU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; i ReAlLy EnJoY wAtChInG mOvIeS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I wAnNa PlAy TeNnIs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; i WaNnA gO jOgGiNg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I dOn'T wAnNa ReCeIvE a GrAdE lOwEr ThAn 2.5 (HoW i WiSh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; i WaNnA gRaDuAtE aS tHe ClAsS vAlEdIcToRiAn (CoCc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I wAnNa BuIlD uP mY mUsClEs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; i WiSh PeOpLe WoUlD sToP pUtTiNg Me DoWn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I wIsH i DoN't AlLoW mYsElF tO fAlL iNtO tHaT uNeNdInG aBySs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; gEneRaLlY sPeAkInG, LIFE IS DIFFICULT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::SoNg Of ThE dAy::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rainy Days And Mondays &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to myself and feeling old&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd like to quit&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever seems to fit&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've got they used to call the blues&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is really wrong&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Walking around some kind of lonely clown&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know somebody loves me&lt;br /&gt;Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do&lt;br /&gt;To run and find the one who loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) What I feel is come and gone before&lt;br /&gt;No need to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;We know what it's all about&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around, nothing to do but frown&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Run and find the one who loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat (*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin around, nothing do to but frown&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::PoEm Of ThE dAy::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minstrel Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langston Hughes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Is wide with laughter&lt;br /&gt;And my throat&lt;br /&gt;Is deep with song, &lt;br /&gt;You do not think &lt;br /&gt;I suffer after&lt;br /&gt;I have held my pain&lt;br /&gt;So long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my mouth &lt;br /&gt;Is wide with laughter, &lt;br /&gt;You do not hear&lt;br /&gt;My inner cry? &lt;br /&gt;Because my feet&lt;br /&gt;Are gay with dancing, &lt;br /&gt;You do not know &lt;br /&gt;I die?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::QuOtEs Of ThE dAy::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes just be an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Humility is a strange thing: the minute you think you've got it, you've lost it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I confer with death myself...what could you possibly do to injure me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; The years that I've wasted are nothing to the tears I've tasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; I think love will be a stranger to me although it is always just by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HABA NOH? mwek hek hek!!!&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106181724532303110?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106181724532303110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106181724532303110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106181724532303110' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106155786042594510</id><published>2003-08-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T06:11:00.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;And so we (alex and i) slept over at fe's last night... FUN!! and yes.. very YUMMY FOOD! =) Yummy KGB also!&lt;br /&gt;mwek hek hek!!! Then today, alex treated us (fe, han, and myself) to lunch at Pancake House; then we (excluding han whose parents just miss her so much) watched &lt;i&gt;The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen&lt;/i&gt;. Nice movie... even if you watch it for the second time on wide screen. lolz! After the movie, we parted ways and I met with Roy... watched him eat at Jamaican. I wanted to eat too but I was so freakin full that I really couldn't.. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home, took a shower then bought bottles of yummy drinks. Ima drink 'em later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ang gulo ko mag-kwento.. Nakakatamad kasi eh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th TD na tomoroooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;wish us LUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106155786042594510?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106155786042594510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106155786042594510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106155786042594510' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106138858251385866</id><published>2003-08-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T07:09:42.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--SoNg Of ThE dAy--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;When You Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Colvin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;br /&gt;Who you love&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Or go back&lt;br /&gt;Or give up&lt;br /&gt;Or pretend&lt;br /&gt;That you don't buy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its clear this time&lt;br /&gt;You've found the one&lt;br /&gt;You never let him go&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel&lt;br /&gt;In your skin&lt;br /&gt;In your bones&lt;br /&gt;And the hollows&lt;br /&gt;Of your heart&lt;br /&gt;There's no way&lt;br /&gt;You can wait&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there isn't any&lt;br /&gt;Doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;Once you come this close&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel&lt;br /&gt;Loves around you&lt;br /&gt;Like the sky&lt;br /&gt;Round the moon&lt;br /&gt;This is how&lt;br /&gt;Love has found you&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;br /&gt;What to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;br /&gt;Who you need&lt;br /&gt;You cant deny it&lt;br /&gt;Or go back&lt;br /&gt;Or give up&lt;br /&gt;Or pretend&lt;br /&gt;That you don't buy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its clear this time&lt;br /&gt;You've found the one&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let him go&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its time&lt;br /&gt;You come in&lt;br /&gt;From the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That you know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106138858251385866?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106138858251385866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106138858251385866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106138858251385866' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106129559106969669</id><published>2003-08-19T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T23:18:16.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--SoNg Of ThE dAy--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Showing Us The Way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are tying up the loose ends&lt;br /&gt;And saying last good byes to all our friends&lt;br /&gt;Here we are making all the right moves&lt;br /&gt;And moving on to new things&lt;br /&gt;Starting over again&lt;br /&gt;Where we’re going to it’s still hard to say&lt;br /&gt;But I know we’ll come back someday&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to all the things you’ve taught us&lt;br /&gt;And thanking you for showing us the way&lt;br /&gt;There we were seeing things the first time&lt;br /&gt;And sorting out the reason from the rhyme&lt;br /&gt;There you were always there to guide us&lt;br /&gt;Mapping out the mountains that we had to climb&lt;br /&gt;You took us in your hands and shaped us like clay&lt;br /&gt;And help prepare us for this day&lt;br /&gt;See us now we’re shining in your love-light&lt;br /&gt;And thanking you for showing us the way&lt;br /&gt;You watched us all grow older&lt;br /&gt;You helped us look ahead&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be there on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;In my times of need&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hear the words that you said&lt;br /&gt;The words that you said&lt;br /&gt;Here we are tying up the loose ends&lt;br /&gt;And saying last good byes to all our friends&lt;br /&gt;Here we are making all the right moves&lt;br /&gt;And moving on to new things&lt;br /&gt;Starting over again&lt;br /&gt;Where we’re going to it’s still hard to say&lt;br /&gt;But I know we’ll come back someday&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to all the things you’ve taught us&lt;br /&gt;And thanking you for showing us the way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106129559106969669?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106129559106969669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106129559106969669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106129559106969669' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106121815663982276</id><published>2003-08-18T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T07:51:10.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Have you ever had that feeling of being left out in a particular subject? I'm beginning to feel that way in our SocSci1 class. Why? I happen to think the fucking subject is good for nothing, my child-like classmates annoy me, and most importantly my teacher is so stupid it makes me think UP isn't just for the intelligent ones. (Damn! I'm bad, am I not?) But I'm actually telling the truth. If you were in his class, you'd probably feel the same. He is REALLY OH SO STOOOPEEEDDD!!!!! I wish the sem would end so that I wouldn't have to see his ass (I mean, his face) again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ES1: So ok.. I finally get to finish the plates on time because people around me help and maybe I'm actually learning crap. But why the fuck didn't I answer the stupid problems in the 2nd Long Exam properly?! I really wasn't in the proper state of mind then, I guess. Bummer! Now what will I do? I'd hate to get a 5.00 but I'd hate it even more if I dropped! SHIT! What the heck am I supposed to do? Do I even have the slightest chance of passing the friggin subject? Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On ThE bRiGhTeR sIdE oF lIfE: &lt;br /&gt;1. My best friend is finally talking to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm actually beginning to believe that our batch will FINALLY be united soon... very soon.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm crazy about my man! mwah mwah!! &lt;br /&gt;... I sound crazy, don't I? LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106121815663982276?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106121815663982276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106121815663982276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106121815663982276' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106086592816281418</id><published>2003-08-14T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T06:03:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ignition (Remix)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; R. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, usualy i dont do this but uh... give em a lil preview of the remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no im not tryin to be rude, &lt;br /&gt;but hey pretty girl im feelin you&lt;br /&gt;the way you do the things you do&lt;br /&gt;remind me of my Lexus coup&lt;br /&gt;thats why im all up in yo grill&lt;br /&gt;tryina get you to a hotel&lt;br /&gt;you must be a foot ball coach&lt;br /&gt;the way you got me playin the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now gimme that toot toot &lt;br /&gt;and i'll give you that beep beep&lt;br /&gt;runnin her hands through my 'fro&lt;br /&gt;bouncin on 24's &lt;br /&gt;while they say on the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;this is the remix to ignition&lt;br /&gt;hot and fresh out the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;mama rollin that body&lt;br /&gt;got evey man in her wishin&lt;br /&gt;sippin on coke and rum&lt;br /&gt;im like so what im drunk&lt;br /&gt;its the freakin weekend baby &lt;br /&gt;im about to have me some fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let me see you) Bounce-&lt;br /&gt;bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce&lt;br /&gt;Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce&lt;br /&gt;(Now let me see you) Bounce-&lt;br /&gt;bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce&lt;br /&gt;Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its like murder she wrote &lt;br /&gt;once i get you out them clothes&lt;br /&gt;privacy is on the door&lt;br /&gt;still they can hear you screamin more&lt;br /&gt;girl im feelin what you feelin &lt;br /&gt;no more hopin and wishin&lt;br /&gt;im bout to take my key and&lt;br /&gt;stick it in the ignition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gimme that toot toot &lt;br /&gt;and i'll give you that beep beep&lt;br /&gt;runnin her hands through my 'fro&lt;br /&gt;bouncin on 24's &lt;br /&gt;while they say on the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the remix to ignition&lt;br /&gt;hot and fresh out the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;mama rollin that body&lt;br /&gt;got evey man in her wishin&lt;br /&gt;sippin on coke and rum&lt;br /&gt;im like so what im drunk&lt;br /&gt;its the freakin weekend baby &lt;br /&gt;im about to have me some fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystall poppin in the stretch navigator&lt;br /&gt;we got food every where &lt;br /&gt;as if the party was catored&lt;br /&gt;we got fellas to my left&lt;br /&gt;honnies on my right&lt;br /&gt;we bring em both together we got drinkin all night&lt;br /&gt;then after the show its the (after party)&lt;br /&gt;and after the party its the (hotel lobby)&lt;br /&gt;and round about 4 you gotta (clear the lobby)&lt;br /&gt;then head take it to the room and freak somebody &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i get a toot toot &lt;br /&gt;can i get a beep beep&lt;br /&gt;runnin her hands through my 'fro&lt;br /&gt;bouncin on 24's &lt;br /&gt;while they say on the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the remix to ignition&lt;br /&gt;hot and fresh out the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;mama rollin that body&lt;br /&gt;got evey man in her wishin&lt;br /&gt;sippin on coke and rum&lt;br /&gt;im like so what im drunk&lt;br /&gt;its the freakin weekend baby &lt;br /&gt;im about to have me some fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl we off in this jeep&lt;br /&gt;foggin windows up&lt;br /&gt;blastin the radio&lt;br /&gt;in the back of my truck&lt;br /&gt;bouncin up and down&lt;br /&gt;stroke it round and round&lt;br /&gt;to the remix&lt;br /&gt;we just thuggin it out...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106086592816281418?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106086592816281418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106086592816281418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106086592816281418' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106061022541904717</id><published>2003-08-11T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T06:08:16.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[C-E-N-S-O-R-E-D]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106061022541904717?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106061022541904717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106061022541904717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106061022541904717' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-106034770815415743</id><published>2003-08-08T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T06:01:48.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First overnight TD tomorrooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-106034770815415743?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106034770815415743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/106034770815415743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106034770815415743' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105982920366345147</id><published>2003-08-02T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T06:00:03.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of The Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNITY is the beginning, SUCCESS is the ending. &lt;br /&gt;Though the ordeal is hard, let PATIENCE be thy guard &lt;br /&gt;for our HOPES are high and our time is nigh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu-hum.. Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. There will be no training tomorrow cuz of the UPCAT. Now that sucks.. big time. &lt;br /&gt;2. I have two stupid ES1 plates to finish by Monday. I don't really feel like doing them. My imagination just ain't working.&lt;br /&gt;3. My commanding voice really sucks. I should practice.. I HAVE to practice.. Wish I had the time&lt;br /&gt;4. At the beginning of the course (COCC), someone said &lt;/i&gt;"Ingatan mo acads mo."&lt;/i&gt; I told myself I would.. Now I'm not so sure I'm doing it. &lt;br /&gt;5. I really miss two special people in my life... two "sir"s &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105982920366345147?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105982920366345147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105982920366345147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105982920366345147' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105974593243809412</id><published>2003-08-01T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T06:52:12.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thursday::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1900H.&lt;/b&gt; I was walking toward the comfort room, and then all of a sudden a guy approaches me on my right, puts his left arm around me and kissed me! -.-'&lt;br /&gt;Gez who!!!&lt;br /&gt;Clue! Elementary school classmate, graduated HS from UST and currently taking Advertisement/FA at UST.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2000H.&lt;/b&gt; Met with Maj Carreon and fifteen of my buddies and went to GMA. Gosh! Can you imgaine?? Five of my female buddies and I were in the same van as the Corps Commander, the Corps G1, G3, and G7 and TGBH!! WOW!!! Five first-classmen!! wooohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;[sorry na lang sa mga hindi nakaka-relate. basta puro gwaping! mwek hek hek!]&lt;br /&gt;PLUS PLUS PLUS!!! Kor, G1, and TGBH recognized me as a Xientian and said "Ituloy mo ha!"&lt;br /&gt;NAKS!! yipeee!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a former crush.. ::sigh:: &lt;b&gt;former&lt;/b&gt; ba talaga? hehehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez who!!!&lt;br /&gt;Clue! Senior year classmate now in areneo. mwek hek hek! &lt;br /&gt;sssshhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;obvious naman eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105974593243809412?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105974593243809412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105974593243809412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105974593243809412' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105957519700325865</id><published>2003-07-30T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T07:29:51.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why can't we be best friends right now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi na pwede. Magkaiba na mundo natin..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"There's been a lot of stuff going on and it sucks cuz I don't get to share them with you."&lt;br /&gt;"I miss the old times..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I miss my best friend.. &lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105957519700325865?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105957519700325865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105957519700325865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105957519700325865' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105930978972676643</id><published>2003-07-27T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T05:43:09.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okiee.. second TD as btch cmdr..&lt;br /&gt;HUWAW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PT: Cpt Moneza told me to lead the chant (Don't Quit!) Can you imagine putting notes into that poem? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;So happeee..&lt;br /&gt;Tas.. drills.. drills... and more drills...&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any sense now, am I?&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;mwek hek hek!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105930978972676643?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105930978972676643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105930978972676643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105930978972676643' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105914118435510066</id><published>2003-07-25T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T06:53:04.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song of the Day::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Under The Bridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Chilli Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like my only friend &lt;br /&gt;Is the city I live in &lt;br /&gt;The city of angels &lt;br /&gt;Lonely as I am &lt;br /&gt;Together we cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion &lt;br /&gt;I walk through her hills 'cause she knows who I am &lt;br /&gt;She sees my good deeds&lt;br /&gt;And she kisses me windy &lt;br /&gt;I never worry &lt;br /&gt;Now that is a lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to feel &lt;br /&gt;Like I did that day &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place I love &lt;br /&gt;Take me all the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that I'm all alone &lt;br /&gt;At least I have her love &lt;br /&gt;The city she loves me &lt;br /&gt;Lonely as I am &lt;br /&gt;Together we cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to feel &lt;br /&gt;Like I did that day &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place I love &lt;br /&gt;Take me all that way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the bridge downtown &lt;br /&gt;Is where I drew some blood &lt;br /&gt;Under the bridge downtown &lt;br /&gt;I could not get enough &lt;br /&gt;Under the bridge downtown &lt;br /&gt;Forgot about my love &lt;br /&gt;Under the bridge downtown &lt;br /&gt;I gave my life away &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105914118435510066?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105914118435510066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105914118435510066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105914118435510066' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105896580259839936</id><published>2003-07-23T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T06:03:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/b&gt; Life isn't miserable. We only feel that it is cuz we make it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the day:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nice To Know You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than watching Gellar&lt;br /&gt;Bending silver spoons&lt;br /&gt;Better than witnessing&lt;br /&gt;Newborn nebulas in bloom&lt;br /&gt;She who sees from up&lt;br /&gt;High smiles and surely sings&lt;br /&gt;Perspective pries her once&lt;br /&gt;Weighty eyes and&lt;br /&gt;It gives you wings&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt the way&lt;br /&gt;I feel today&lt;br /&gt;In so long its hard&lt;br /&gt;For me to specify&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to notice&lt;br /&gt;How much this feels like&lt;br /&gt;A waking limb&lt;br /&gt;Pins and needles&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeper than the deepest&lt;br /&gt;Coustou would ever go&lt;br /&gt;Higher than the heights of what&lt;br /&gt;We often think we know&lt;br /&gt;Oppressed that she who clearly&lt;br /&gt;Sees the wealth of the trees&lt;br /&gt;To obtain a bird's eye is to&lt;br /&gt;Turn a blizzard to a breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt the way&lt;br /&gt;I feel today&lt;br /&gt;In so long its hard&lt;br /&gt;For me to specify&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to notice&lt;br /&gt;How much this feels like&lt;br /&gt;A waking limb&lt;br /&gt;Pins and needles&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;To know... you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that it had&lt;br /&gt;Been there all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt the way&lt;br /&gt;I feel today&lt;br /&gt;In so long its hard&lt;br /&gt;For me to specify&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to notice&lt;br /&gt;How much this feels like&lt;br /&gt;A waking limb&lt;br /&gt;Pins and needles&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you&lt;br /&gt;To know&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAKDALSIGNO 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105896580259839936?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105896580259839936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105896580259839936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105896580259839936' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105888605491323553</id><published>2003-07-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T08:00:54.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;KAYA KO TOH!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is back and really encouraging me to be bad!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone has forgotten me (finally!)&lt;br /&gt;Someone is killing me.. tanga kasi&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to take my position as batch com&lt;br /&gt;Someone is pretty scared of his position&lt;br /&gt;Many are happy. &lt;br /&gt;LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAKDALSIGNO 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(naks!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105888605491323553?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105888605491323553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105888605491323553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105888605491323553' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105843388435309330</id><published>2003-07-17T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T02:25:52.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;To My Best Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under this circumstance, we say goodbye. It's terrible. It's difficult. But we have to. There's nothing we can do about it. For a year, we'll have to live apart. We have to live our lives as though we were not important to one another. We have to make believe we never shared our secrets, our joys and sorrows, our hatred, all our problems and everything else. And also, we won't be able to share any more of those for the next months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is adjustment at it's maximum. This is the way it has to be, no matter how we try to change it. I just hope you understand that the decision I made was not haphazard. I thought about it very well, and as you know it's my passion, my dream. It's difficult for us both, I know and I can't do this without your support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight months from now, everything will be back to normal. I promise you that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tottie-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105843388435309330?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105843388435309330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105843388435309330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105843388435309330' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105836880767781219</id><published>2003-07-16T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T08:20:07.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;My life will touch a dozen lives before this day is done With countless marks for good or ill O'er sets the evening sun This the way I'll always make The prayer I'll always pray Lord may my life help other lives It touches by the way [54-A]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity. Paranoia. Hatred. Confusion. Frustration. Invisibility. Nothing. No one. Priorities. Friends. Upperclassmen. Crushes. Men. Best friend. Illegal love. Selfish love. Unacknowledged love. Oblivious to love. Stupidity. Undecisiveness. Grief. Dilemma. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much too soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105836880767781219?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105836880767781219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105836880767781219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105836880767781219' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105828018433120667</id><published>2003-07-15T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T07:47:07.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposé &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hear you're taking the town again&lt;br /&gt;Havin' a good time with all your good-time friends&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you think of me&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, and I'm alone and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should get on with my life&lt;br /&gt;But a life lived without you could never be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;As long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;Long as the rivers run to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to smile so the hurt won't show&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody I was glad to see you go&lt;br /&gt;But the tears just won't go away (won't go away)&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I oughta find someone new&lt;br /&gt;But all I find is myself always thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Each night's a lifetime to live through&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on like this&lt;br /&gt;I need your touch&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I've ever loved&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;Long as the rivers run to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll never get over you getting over)&lt;br /&gt;Never get over you getting over&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105828018433120667?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105828018433120667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105828018433120667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105828018433120667' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105793279580840605</id><published>2003-07-11T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T07:13:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Still Lost In Thought...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Siyempre matatakot ang mga lalake na manligaw sayo kasi iisipin nila kahit anong mangyari second best lang sila dahil love mo si sir lee!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! how can he say that? I don't love LOVE the guy... i just admire him oh so much.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine! i admit! i believe i love him. but it's a different kind of love.. more on a friendly/brotherly love.. right?? totoo naman un eh..&lt;br /&gt;Besides! I can't fall for either of 'em 'cuz it's not accepted there. (basta there!) So how are we supposed to deal with it? Illegal relationship or forget the feelings we have for each other? It's a cruel world, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with all the drama anyway? I should be focusing on more important things, right?? Like my damn fuckin acads! BWAHAHA!! They're pretty good, as of the moment. Mukha namang ndi pa nila ako patatalsikin sa triple e! mwek hek hek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop posting entries when my mind's in a haze...&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, how can I?&lt;br /&gt;My mind's always in a haze! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Stuff:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's coming back.&lt;br /&gt;Another someone is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is inviting me back to the club.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is intentionally showing me his face stuck to his girl's face.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is beginning to regret he ever knew me.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is doubting my ability to love him.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is being rude to me.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is depressed because he's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much too soon.&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105793279580840605?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105793279580840605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105793279580840605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105793279580840605' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105784345736619315</id><published>2003-07-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T06:24:17.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[Lost in Utter Thought]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do you know when someone likes you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case I. He sticks by you every time he sees you, pinches your cheeks and says you're so cute. He puts his arms around you, lay your head on his shoulder, tells you to sleep, and assures you that he won't mind. He carries all your stuff for you even though he's already carrying tons of other things. He accompanies you in all your food trips.. from fishballs, to ice creams, and even to a simple piece of chewing gum. He frowns when he hears you talk about the guys in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case II. He can't talk to you straight in person. He's always looking for you.. and when he DOES see you, he sends you an sms saying he just did. Somehow your friends hear your name as the topic of interest of HIS friends. He asks for your pictures. If he doesn't get 'em, he creates his own. He stares at you, believing you don't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case III. He sends you an sms whenever the class you hate so much starts, bidding you "good luck! kaya mo 'yan!" He approaches you when you're alone in class and talks to you about his life and asks about yours. He walks long distances with you even though he wants to take the jeep, just because you don't ride jeepneys inside the campus. He tells you it'd  be hard for you not to look cute because you're naturally cute. He admits he noticed you even before he met you formally (and reassures you by citing exactly what you were wearing that day!) He memorized all the info he read about you in your yearbook, and brags about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do you fall for people you're not allowed to have relationships with?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case I. He's your friend. You like the same things he does (RK, guns, video games that involve shooting, war movies, and the military). And as the darn quote goes "a guy and agirl can't be just friends.. somehow someone falls for the other.." and so you DO fall for&lt;br /&gt;him, head over heels! And so you fall.. fastly until you stumble and realize he's got someone else. Then you get into the same school he's in. You're glad because at least you will be able to see him, talk to him, spend time with him... even as his friend only. But then you make this decision that changes everything. You have to decide between him and your dreams. And of course, you choose your dreams..and lose the friendship. You lose the chance of ever talking to him as your friend. He's now your upperclasmman. Now you love him from afar... oh so far. Leche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case II. The feeling is mutual. But due to each one's desire to lead and be distinct from others (in other words join a fraternity and an organization), both are not allowed to talk to one another except in a very formal manner. No relationship can exist between you and him except as superior and subordinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do you forget someone who's forgotten you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case I. Ex-boyfriend. You see him at school all the freaking time and yet you both choose to ignore each other.You try to hide the fucking pain in your chest when you see him kissing his damn girlfriend. Yes, of course, it's your darn fault that he's not yours anymore. You thought you lost all the feelings you had for him when in reality they're all still there. You tell your friends you hate him so much for not being a good boyfriend, when in reality you hate him because he's loving someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case II. Ex-whatever. You don't know exactly what to call him. He's the guy you spent most of the first two months of your senior year in high school with. He had a girlfriend. Who were you then? Who knows! You realized months ago that it wasn't really anything. But then today you see him, arms around his new girlfriend. And then suddenly your heart breaks. You're pissed, sad, and shocked at the same time. What was that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! ginagawa ko talaga ang pagb-blog ni &lt;a href="http://solace.gevurah.net/"&gt;aleck&lt;/a&gt;.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious tuliro ako ngayon.. problemado sa mga bwisit na tao sa buhay! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;juz kiddin!&lt;br /&gt;dapat nga acads muna eh, dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105784345736619315?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105784345736619315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105784345736619315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105784345736619315' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105775289597965774</id><published>2003-07-09T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T05:14:55.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Word of the Day: &lt;b&gt;"WOW!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? because...&lt;br /&gt;1. pinapansin na ako ni kuya! yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;2. paranoid na talaga ako sa presensya ng mga COs/NCOs&lt;br /&gt;3. ansarap ng pishballs!&lt;br /&gt;4. astig ung yearbook/grad souvenir cd&lt;br /&gt;5. nakausap ko na si chard! marunong na siya magkwento saken.. mwek hek hek! nice kid..&lt;br /&gt;6. ang cute sooper ni NCOBLECKMATE!&lt;br /&gt;7. nakita ko na ulit ang mga batchamates (ABBIE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;un lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105775289597965774?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105775289597965774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105775289597965774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105775289597965774' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105750341542455366</id><published>2003-07-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T08:02:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Third TD!&lt;br /&gt;so, due to the fact na tinatamad ako mag-kwento.. eto na lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. masaya ang 3rd TD!&lt;br /&gt;2. malapit na kami maging prends ni &lt;i&gt;syrup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. mejo nag-bonding session kami ng "batchmates" kanina kaya may joggin session naman kami sa wednesday&lt;br /&gt;4. mahirap tumakbo nang naka- T-fatigue (white shirt, garizon belt and army buckle, lower garment ng TFU, black socks and combat boots!)&lt;br /&gt;5. masaya mag-recite lalo na pag ikaw lang ang nakaka-alam ng sagot&lt;br /&gt;6. gwapings ang members ng cocc directorate&lt;br /&gt;7. i miss kuya&lt;br /&gt;8. sooper cute talaga ni roy!&lt;br /&gt;9. long exam sa math17 and report sa socsci1 tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;10. kumain ako ng salted egg at inatake ako ng allergy kaya nag-turok ako ng gamot! (antihistamine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loyalty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you work for a man, in heaven's name work for him&lt;br /&gt;Speak well of him and stand by the institution that he represents&lt;br /&gt;Remember that an ounce of loyalty is worth a pound of cleverness&lt;br /&gt;If you must growl, condemn, and eternally find fault&lt;br /&gt;And when you're on the outside, damn to your heart's content&lt;br /&gt;But as long as you are part of this institution, do not condemn it&lt;br /&gt;For if you do, the first high wind that comes along will blow you away &lt;br /&gt;And probably you'll never know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105750341542455366?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105750341542455366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105750341542455366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105750341542455366' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105739013533548277</id><published>2003-07-05T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T00:31:39.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tottie Equals What?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tottie = very bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Kasi...&lt;br /&gt;1. iniinsulto ko ung batch commander namin dahil pangit ang commanding voice niya.. tanga siya, at mukha siyang kupal! leche..&lt;br /&gt;2. asar ako sa iba kong batchmates dahil S-L-O-W silaaa to the maximum point of being slow! pesteh..&lt;br /&gt;3. badtrip ung isa kong batchmate who i will call &lt;i&gt;syrup&lt;/i&gt; dahil leche pesteh at kung anu-ano pang pangit na salita ang masasabi ko sa kaniya! imagine... coc siya, at nilalandi niya ung tactical officer ng raya at ang corps g3! (ayoko mag-mention ng names, pero kung part kayo ng corps.. mwek hek hek! alam niyo nah!)&lt;br /&gt;4. kinukupal ko ung partner ko sa socsci1 report... ahehehe&lt;br /&gt;5. asshole ako sa isang tao.. yea. may rason naman talaga ako magalit dba? ... ba't ayaw ko siyang patawarin? epal ako eh.. tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there... as you can see (or read, whatever) i'm sooper bad! &lt;br /&gt;ndi bale, mawawala rin yan.. ahehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tottie = GC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoo? Mejo lang..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap hindi maging GC... nakakahiya sa blockmate na crush! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;oblation scholar pa naman siya..&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it would really be good kung maganda grades ko tas CO pa ko.. dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tottie = addict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saan? &lt;br /&gt;1. ROTC/COCC... ndi ko naman siguro kelangan i-elaborate toh&lt;br /&gt;2. Fishballs ... psychological lang actually pag sabihin kong pinaka-masarap na pisbols ung andun sa tapat ng dmst.. shempre i associate the food with the place that i really really love! mwek hek hek&lt;br /&gt;3. Rifles/Handguns ... They let us aim kanina nung PE... i was holding a .22 cal. (caution! kayabangan ahead...) it wasn't really anything... juz that mercado (a CO who's also an assistant instructor sa PE) said to me while i was aiming &lt;i&gt;"wow, expert!"&lt;/i&gt; ahehehe.. ambabaw ko! pero sooooper happy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;this is long, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105739013533548277?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105739013533548277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105739013533548277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105739013533548277' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105723915405507505</id><published>2003-07-03T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T06:32:33.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, tinatamad ako magkwento..&lt;br /&gt;so.. anong sense ng pag-post diba?&lt;br /&gt;wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohlalala.. &lt;br /&gt;my life's beginning to change na nga..&lt;br /&gt;dress code and everything..&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;but still.. i love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only problem is..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;subordinate ako eh.. &lt;br /&gt;i can't talk to him and my own best friend..&lt;br /&gt;two people i can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;andrama talaga..&lt;br /&gt;shut up tottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105723915405507505?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105723915405507505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105723915405507505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105723915405507505' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105706617403718865</id><published>2003-07-01T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T06:31:13.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;eng'g life sucks...&lt;br /&gt;i hate ES1!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i soooopeeerrr hate it!!&lt;br /&gt;i suck at drawing slash drafting...&lt;br /&gt;baaahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105706617403718865?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105706617403718865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105706617403718865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105706617403718865' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105680644427331595</id><published>2003-06-28T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T06:22:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only one but I am one&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do evertyhing but I can do something&lt;br /&gt;What I can do, I ought to do&lt;br /&gt;And what I ought to do&lt;br /&gt;By the grace of God I will do it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unity, version ng UP... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited, yet a little scared.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, nung tumambay kami ni neng at sandy sa kiosk,&lt;br /&gt;biglang dumating ung mga COs (jong, mej, carreon, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;and of course instant reaction namin?! umalis kaming tatlo agad!!&lt;br /&gt;as in we walked away like we were being chased by wild animals!&lt;br /&gt;how brave!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's cool pero.. basta.. nakaka-takot pag mang-indocs na sila!&lt;br /&gt;lolz!&lt;br /&gt;sssshhh.. MS nah.. shut up tottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105680644427331595?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105680644427331595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105680644427331595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105680644427331595' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-105663881249720515</id><published>2003-06-26T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T07:46:52.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tinatamad ako magkwento....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;bwehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-105663881249720515?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105663881249720515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/105663881249720515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105663881249720515' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95912358</id><published>2003-06-22T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T03:47:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. first training day. and gez what? there are now 126 cadet officer candidates (COCs).. and i'm one of them. yep!&lt;br /&gt;along with all the other xientia 03 there, of course. we plan to submit a milcor (a military letter) on tuesday to Capt Monneza (the COCC-OIC), as a request for transfer of unit (RTU). the thing is i &lt;b&gt;want and really really love&lt;/b&gt; to be an officer, kaya i don't really want to quit. but.. my dad! argh! i'm gonna talk to them (my parents) later. that will be hell..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be an officer... tas here i am.. after 10 TDs, i'm gonna be CP2Lt Melyssa... it's like a dream come true!! wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quit or not to quit! that is the question!&lt;br /&gt;i gez this is one of THE worst feelings in the world (excuse my grammar)... being in a dilemma. bummer. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, with all this jazz, i'm gonna share.. my favorite anthology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Invictus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Earnest Henley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the night that covers me&lt;br /&gt;Black as the pit from pole to pole&lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be&lt;br /&gt;For my unconquerable soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud&lt;br /&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance&lt;br /&gt;My head is bloody but unbowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears&lt;br /&gt;Looms but the horror of the shade&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years&lt;br /&gt;Finds and shall find me unafraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate&lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishment the scroll&lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate&lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! i still know it by heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95912358?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95912358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95912358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95912358' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95822642</id><published>2003-06-19T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T03:21:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing a celebrity crush hanging around in my school... actually it's his school too.. juz that he is soooo... cute! i'm crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's visit the past days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday:&lt;/b&gt; rotc orientation. 'twas good. shempre pinapansin talaga ng mga COs ang mga xientians! special eh! ahehehe! .. aside from that, i got sick. hit 38. pero i didn't tell anyone cuz baka isipin ng dad ko it's because of ro, and i believe he'll use it as an excuse to forbid me to take rotc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday:&lt;/b&gt; *cough *cough... had a sore throat. bummer ne? saw henry for the first time in school. cutie! ahehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuesday:&lt;/b&gt; arrived at school at around seven in the mornin. then i met up with yeli sa math. we rode the see-saw for about an hour. hehehe! then went to math class (sit-in si yeli boinks)... she got bored (i don't blame her). then after math class, we went to nigs for geol11 (ako naman nagsit-in sa class niya). ahehehe! fun ne? in the afternoon... eng1 instructor was still a no-show. bah! where is he? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wednesday:&lt;/b&gt; went to the hospital. couldn't take it anymore. i had the flu, sinuses were swelling, and wuz having an allergy attack. pitiful me! despite the fact that i couldn't breathe and my limbs were shaking, i still struggled to finish my plates for ES1 (engineering drawing).. wow! studious, ain't i? (walang mangbabara!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thursday:&lt;/b&gt; that's today, isn't it? yeah.. saw atom.. (who else could i be talking about in those first statements?) got my ball cap and garizon belt... saw henry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously tinatamad na ako magkwento. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95822642?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95822642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95822642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95822642' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95631222</id><published>2003-06-13T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T08:14:42.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so..&lt;br /&gt;encore encore with my mom and two sisters..&lt;br /&gt;can you believe i sang LP songs?? BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i believe i sounded really ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;i sang &lt;i&gt;Crawling&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;One Step Closer&lt;/i&gt;! ahehehe...&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine me trying to imitate chester's voice? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neweiz... i'd like to share one of my favorite poems.. ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Robert Lee Frost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95631222?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95631222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95631222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95631222' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95591280</id><published>2003-06-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T07:45:46.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;tinatamad ako mag-blog!!&lt;br /&gt;bakit? dunno..&lt;br /&gt;mind's in a haze kasi.&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;ung TBA ko, TBA parin! tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95591280?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95591280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95591280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95591280' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95549323</id><published>2003-06-11T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T07:24:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae: 1030.. went to la salle (acutally sa mcdo lang) and met with boni. he stayed with me until 1130 when fe and cindy arrived.. then we waited for alex. then we ate at that place (i forgot the name) in the something-something tower (i forgot the name also). basta un. umikot-ikot lang kame.. usap.. kwento. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we parted at around 2pm. i went to rob place, waited for &lt;a href="http://www21.brinkster.com/twylyt/"&gt;ryan&lt;/a&gt;.. when he arrived, we ate mcflurrys at mcdonald's! (thanks man!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. &lt;b&gt;highlight of the day::&lt;/b&gt; went to dreamzone to return ivan's fili books.. as in oh my god!! looks like someone still haven't forgotten that guy! hehehe.. dunno why but i still like him so very much.. ::sighs:: can't get him off my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivan! ivan! ivan! ivan! i'm crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay.. tamad na ako magkwento. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, nag-chat si henry kanina!! badtrip!! he went online at around 9:30 .. nag-text sakin si kuya kaya ko alam.. eh demmit! of course ndi ako pwede mag-chat ng ganung time cuz CSI nun! demmit! then right after the show, i went online.. damn mIRC!!! i couldn't connect. then after 10 mins, i hopped in (IRC term). darn!! henry wasn't there anymore.. he disconnected &lt;b&gt;seven minutes&lt;/b&gt; before i got in. DAMN DAMN DOUBLE DAMN!!! if the stupid irc was workin well, i would have gotten to talk to him at the very lest...&lt;br /&gt;*sniff *sniff WWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95549323?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95549323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95549323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95549323' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95509986</id><published>2003-06-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T18:26:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Oh Happy Day.&lt;/b&gt; Gezz who got to shake hands with atom?? MEEEHHHH!!!!! bwahahahaha!!!!! oh my god!! oh my god!! i can die now! atom.. atom.. atom.. now i really won't be able to sleep.. i really won't be!!!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I saw henry, mej, patrick, and that other guy i like whose name is still unknown.. but still!! oh happy day!!! (how shallow can tottie get??)&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I might join the volunteer corps.. that all depends pa if i feel like it. ima read their pamphlet (or whatever u call those things) tomorrow. if it wouldn't take too much of my time, well then, i'm gonna join! WOHOO!!! can you imagine spending that much time with atom?? i mean.. oh my god!!! i can't get him off my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;but of course.. i think he's already taken... SO WHAT?? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh! i got to meet some of my blockmates na.. there were only eight or nine of us (i think) kanina dun after the welcome assembly. and i was the only girl! =( &lt;br /&gt;kei lng.. hmm.. who are they again? jp, roy, anthony, james, gerald, jeram, (i forgot the rest!) and of course paul and dj.&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to join the tour of the department cuz i had to go for the lecture (drivin school)&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freaky Things.&lt;/b&gt; i had some stickers made from Robee Stickers yesterday. in the order slip or whatever, you had to write your contact number, and so i wrote my cell number. and gezz what? the girl there is now textin me, askin to be my friend and wants to meet!! argh! creepy bitch..&lt;br /&gt;plus! during the president's speech in the welcome assembly, i fell asleep. and you know what? the CoE guy sitting to my right was touching my hair!! oh my god!! what is it with those kind of people?? then when i woke up he said, "sarap mo matulog ah!" BAH!!&lt;br /&gt;we talked but still i felt uneasy. basta. tas when we were getting out of the theater, he was walking behind me.. kaya i hurried a little then mingled with some batchmates (kahit ndi ko ka-close) juz to get myself out of his sight. &lt;br /&gt;of course, i might be wrong. but still.. i dun wanna risk stuff. i hate stalkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gezz that's all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95509986?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95509986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95509986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95509986' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95463136</id><published>2003-06-09T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T06:46:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;shempre tinatamad akong magkwento bout my first day.&lt;br /&gt;basta it's good nah. i don't need to buy the book needed for Soc Sci1.. mai was kind enough to lend me hers.&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's all i gezz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, sorry to &lt;a href="http://www.upsaid.com/icicles"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; about the song.. wuz in a REALLY bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;i took your car out for a drive last night. i love it! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95463136?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95463136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95463136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95463136' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95405982</id><published>2003-06-07T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T08:52:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in imus right now.. they were all asleep when i got here.. but now renzie's up. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;we'll be goin out in a while to gaze at the stars. yippee!&lt;br /&gt;going to tagaytay tomoro.. bwahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my song for the week::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're So Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Carly Simon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked into the party &lt;br /&gt;Like you were walking onto a yacht &lt;br /&gt;Your hat strategically dipped below one eye &lt;br /&gt;Your scarf it was apricot &lt;br /&gt;You had one eye in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;As you watched yourself gavotte &lt;br /&gt;And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner &lt;br /&gt;They'd be your partner, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;Don't you? Don't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me several years ago &lt;br /&gt;When I was still quite naive &lt;br /&gt;Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair &lt;br /&gt;And that you would never leave &lt;br /&gt;But you gave away the things you loved &lt;br /&gt;And one of them was me &lt;br /&gt;I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee &lt;br /&gt;Clouds in my coffee, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;Don't you? Don't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee &lt;br /&gt;Clouds in my coffee, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;Don't you? Don't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga &lt;br /&gt;And your horse naturally won &lt;br /&gt;Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia &lt;br /&gt;To see the total eclipse of the sun &lt;br /&gt;Well, you're where you should be all the time &lt;br /&gt;And when you're not, you're with &lt;br /&gt;Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend &lt;br /&gt;Wife of a close friend, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;You're so vain &lt;br /&gt;You probably think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so vain (so vain) &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you think this song is about you &lt;br /&gt;Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95405982?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95405982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95405982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95405982' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95365117</id><published>2003-06-06T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T03:47:07.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i stayed home today. my first and probably last rest day for the summer. school starts on monday. i can't wait.. and then again, i think i can! lolz! i'm excited but i'm pretty sure it would last for the first two or three weeks. then the work begins and all the crap will fill our heads and then student burnout starts... baaah!! *&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... pessimistic, aint i? i juz wish college would be good.. maybe not a hundred percent fun or easy.. but at least good. ayoko magkaron ng bagsak!! ohplease.. &lt;br /&gt;what else is there to say? i'm hating someone right now.. bwahahaha! you know who you are... you're a milliom miles away. can't we keep it that way? sometimes i curse the net.. cuz if it didn't exist you wouldn't be tormenting me with all your dramas and such. a**hole!&lt;br /&gt;so.. obviously tottie's in a bad mood? bakit nga ba? ewan.. miss my cuzns! especially renzie.. i'll be seeing them tomorrow naman... yipee! can't wait! we're going to tagaytay.. hahaha! ano ba meron dun? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;gez that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;good news:&lt;/b&gt; Serena Williams lost!!! BWAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!! hate hate hate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bad news:&lt;/b&gt; Agassi lost in the quarterfinals to that stupeed Coria.... KILL KILL!!!! &lt;br /&gt;*sniff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95365117?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95365117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95365117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95365117' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95329178</id><published>2003-06-05T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T08:12:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;third hands-on drivin lesson.. good again. &lt;br /&gt;went to school to finish my unfinished business. lolz! what language.. neweiz, on my way to triple e, i ran into kuya franz, jr, mp, and dianne.. wow! missed those people.. gezz we're schoolmates again. hehehe.. ayun. so i had a prof, roberto uy (who happened to be very very cute), to sign my form 26a.. then off to eng'g.. it was only 1145 tas nag-lunch break na ung mga goddem na RA!!! damn! neweiz... went to the famous "our tree" by the beta way.. then michael called me tas we went together to NIGS to meet those four i bumped into earlier.. then we all went to AS where we met divine, kristy and paolo.. wow! mejo epal ako dun sa barkadang un! pero okie lng.. they were good naman.. ndi ako inisnab! lolz! they were still teasin me about ivan! ohmygod! that was soo long ago! and so around 1245, i left them na and went back to eng'g.. i waited til 1340 for the damned RAs!! stupid fools.. anyway, i got it stamped, went to the OUR and paid.. phew! finished.&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/purplechaste/"&gt;purp's&lt;/a&gt; haws. stayed there til 5 then off to socialite's for the lecture..&lt;br /&gt;then here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei! big big thanks to &lt;a href="http://www21.brinkster.com/twylyt/"&gt;ryan&lt;/a&gt;!!!! grabeh man!! arigato gozaimasu!! mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;br /&gt;you're so sweet!! &lt;a href="http://www.quicklysell.com/imagehosting1/ryne_ramos/chibiqt.jpg"&gt;see what he made for me...&lt;/a&gt; salamat talaga!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haba ulit. gomene.&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95329178?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95329178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95329178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95329178' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95286217</id><published>2003-06-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T08:04:54.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TUESDAY: first hands-on driving lesson.. 'twas good! the engine never died out and the car ran smoothly.. i was good! lolz! after that i went to school to pay my tuition.. and so i did. then i went to the OUR's to accompany purp.. then we went to sm.. *&lt;br /&gt;bah! tamad na ak magkwento.. check &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/purplechaste/"&gt;her site&lt;/a&gt; for details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: second hands-on driving lesson... good too. (tamad na ako maglagay ng details).. neweiz.. went to school again after to enlist for rotc.. im a ranger!! BWAHAHAHA!!!! illegal yun! lolz! but since i paid my tuition already i have to undergo the long process of "add matriculation".. argh! i got too bummed i decided to leave it at that muna and finish the damn thing tomoro. met dino (he was goin to dlsu) who dropped me off at rob place ermita. (saw ivan with a girlie kaya nahiya ako tawagin sha) there, i met &lt;a href="http://www21.brinkster.com/twylyt/"&gt;ryan&lt;/a&gt;. we played at dreamtown.. stayed (we didn't really eat, just drank) and talked at auntie anne's then roamed around..&lt;br /&gt;by six, i decided to text (the word!) karmela.. a sophie at la salled who graduated from masci whom i met thru chat.. i was in luck! she was still at school! so ryan and i went there and met with her (they knew each other naman eh). also, i saw &lt;a href="http://insanity.so-bam.org/banana"&gt;fe&lt;/a&gt; there! she introduced me to her friend cindy. then they left na. we (ryan, mela and me) parted ways when mela's parents (i think) came na to pick her up. i was gonna take the lrt home kasi traffic.. but i changed my mind kasi SOBRANG jam-packed ung trains. so i took a taxi home. &lt;br /&gt;and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whush! haba. gomene.&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95286217?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95286217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95286217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95286217' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95196315</id><published>2003-06-02T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T09:09:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;spent the day at imus again! i love my cuzns!!&lt;br /&gt;haaay...&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad ako magkwento..&lt;br /&gt;later na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95196315?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95196315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95196315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95196315' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95154833</id><published>2003-06-01T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T08:34:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;after church, we (me and my family) went to Farmers blah blah at cubao to have yeli's new glasses made.. 3thou plus plus! poor kid.. taas na naman grado..&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to SM north to go shoppin. grabeh! andaming tao! ohwell.. i didn't really see anyone significant. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;i bought my "emergency kit" crap so that i'll have something to use in case of emergencies (&lt;b&gt;duhh!!&lt;/b&gt;). i mean, in case of an allergy attack, i'll have insulin and antihistamine. the doc said kasi na lately, many people die juz cuz of allery attacks! yuck! and i have tons of allergies! we found out last friday pa na i'm allergic to roaches and dust mites! yuck!! what a life i have...&lt;br /&gt;neweiz, i bought lotsa stuff.. but i still feel it aint complete yet kaya ima go shoppin again next week. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;er... daz all i gezz.. i should stop makin this long entries! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95154833?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95154833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95154833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95154833' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95119711</id><published>2003-05-31T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T07:05:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;spent the day at my aunt's haws at imus.. 'course she and her hubby wasn't there..&lt;br /&gt;'wuz with my cuzns: my darl renzie, the twins, and the other four from trece were there too&lt;br /&gt;i was the oldest there kaya it was pretty tiring.. taking care of all of 'em..&lt;br /&gt;but 'twas okiee cuz they're all good kaya it wasn't that much difficult.&lt;br /&gt;neweiz, renzie told everyone that we watched &lt;i&gt;Ring 0&lt;/i&gt; yesterday and everyone wuz curious about the trilogy (kuno)...&lt;br /&gt;good thing was they had vcds of the three!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;so we watched &lt;i&gt;Ring&lt;/i&gt; first..&lt;br /&gt;they were soooo scared kaya we didn't go on na..&lt;br /&gt;the twins even cried!!&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we went to SM Bacoor to eat lunch (yeah we went all the way to SM just to eat..)&lt;br /&gt;so we ate at KRR and went to quantum to play&lt;br /&gt;ang gezz who i saw?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;APOLLO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;was he surprised!!&lt;br /&gt;he approached me.. we talked... &lt;br /&gt;then he left and bought coffee for us.. he even bought 7 more for my cuzns! wow! ambaet!&lt;br /&gt;after that, my cuzns invited me to go back home na kasi they were pretty tired so nagpaalam na ako kay apol..&lt;br /&gt;and then gez what! he offered us a ride home! shempre masama tumanggi sa gracia diba (ayon kay katheryn joyce hong ang bespren ni &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/purplechaste/"&gt;purp&lt;/a&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;so there. he took us home and shempre being courteous, i invited him inside..&lt;br /&gt;good thing he declined kasi i really didn't want him there.. &lt;br /&gt;nahiya daw siya sa cuzns ko! thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after he left, my cuzns were talkin about (ohmygod!) Meteor Garden!&lt;br /&gt;siete pecados! ayun.. memoryado nila ung songs! demmet!&lt;br /&gt;tas they started imitating the moves and the whatevers of them F4 boys in their videos..&lt;br /&gt;so i took out the videocam and made videos.. &lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA!!!!! i bet pagtanda nila pagsisisihan nila ung mga pinag-gagagawa nila!! lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt arrived at around 7 (after Totally Spies which i really really love!!) so i headed home and here i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! this is long! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? it's really a great day!&lt;br /&gt;may panira nga lang sa isang blog ng isang taong nasa portugal.. &lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;matamaan ka, pesteh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, purp, renzie's turnin eleven on june16&lt;br /&gt;and... today's jerald's birthday! wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95119711?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95119711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95119711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95119711' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-95085799</id><published>2003-05-30T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T20:56:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/b&gt;so... haven't said anythin bout last week, eh?&lt;br /&gt;house was renovated so we stayed at Dusit..&lt;br /&gt;was pretty much alone then kaya i asked my cutsie favrite cuzn renzie to accompany me all week..&lt;br /&gt;we went swimming, worked out at the gym, mallin, and he even accompanied me when i went back and forth from BIR to LTO to get my permit! cool kid!&lt;br /&gt;neweiz, last thursday wuz sleepover at fe's..&lt;br /&gt;twas good.. kei lang.. basta. good enuff..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week: monday was henry's birthday.. wow! miss the guy!&lt;br /&gt;tuesday and wednesday, i stayed at home.. lakas ulan eh&lt;br /&gt;thursday, went to glo with renzie..&lt;br /&gt;cute kid teased me cuz i was wearin a halter top&lt;br /&gt;sabi nya "ate, may date ka? iwan mo ko noh?"&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahah!! i was shocked! first time i heard him say such things. &lt;br /&gt;told him i had a date with him.. i love that kid!&lt;br /&gt;neweiz..&lt;br /&gt;friday, doctors' appointments in the morn..&lt;br /&gt;then in the afternoon.. renzie again, glo again..&lt;br /&gt;then he got pretty bored and invited me to mega to watch ring 0!&lt;br /&gt;yipee! ganda movie!! astig!&lt;br /&gt;neweiz, took him back to dusit then went home..&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;a href="http://solace.gevurah.net/"&gt;alex&lt;/a&gt; for the layout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.upsaid.com/icicles"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, sorry about the call.. why don't you use your blog anymore? &lt;br /&gt;i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is.. as usual.. too long!! &lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-95085799?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95085799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/95085799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95085799' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-94859366</id><published>2003-05-25T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T06:50:45.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Second Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-94859366?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94859366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94859366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94859366' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-94858427</id><published>2003-05-25T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T06:08:11.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ALEX!!!&lt;br /&gt;salamat!!!&lt;br /&gt;mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-94858427?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94858427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94858427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94858427' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-94783761</id><published>2003-05-23T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T06:16:04.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i got my permit!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got my student's permit!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can drive!!!&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(when accompanied by a pro, of course)&lt;br /&gt;i start hands-on lessons june 3rd.. yabadabadoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-94783761?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94783761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94783761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94783761' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-94495756</id><published>2003-05-17T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T05:56:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;okiee.. i'm downloading lots of songs right now and there's nuthin much to do kaya i took some quizzes.. lolz!&lt;br /&gt;dun like most of the results..and some are soo not true... but.. yea.. im postin them anyway..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Ebony173/1052191378_CMyDocumentsaries.gif" border="0" alt="aries"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be an Aries, Outgoing,  Extravert,&lt;br&gt;Energetic, Dynamic, Courageous, Generous,&lt;br&gt;Strong, Extravagant but sometimes can be&lt;br&gt;arrogant, insecure, jealous, concerned with&lt;br&gt;looks and others' opinion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ebony173/quizzes/~*What%20is%20your%20TRUE%20Zodica%20sign%3F*~/"&gt; 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Fie on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Imfamous criminal are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur an ordinary unpure person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xxdorkxx/quizzes/%20sexual%20purity%20test/"&gt; sexual purity test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dami noh? lolz!&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-94495756?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94495756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94495756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94495756' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-94388467</id><published>2003-05-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T06:38:13.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda pissed cuz of the enrolment but ts okie.. &lt;br /&gt;c'est la vie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero i'm happpeee&lt;br /&gt;icicles is online right now!&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;ts been a while since we went online at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you man!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;wish you were here.. and i'd kiss you *mwah *mwah!!&lt;br /&gt;i love you muchoosss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-94388467?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94388467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/94388467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94388467' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93987712</id><published>2003-05-08T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T06:10:55.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i quit ca. i really suck at it! i can't do anything right there. besides, i'm not inspired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry ice..&lt;br /&gt;'ope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to play a little bball kanina. nice!&lt;br /&gt;awryt. tinatamad na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93987712?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93987712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93987712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93987712' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93930786</id><published>2003-05-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T08:12:36.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;okiee.. who didn't get to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;* tottie raises hand&lt;br /&gt;i hate having insomnia.. it sucks. especially when you're oh-so-tired and yet can't force yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;got out of bed at around 4am, bathed, ate breakfast, then off to roxas blvd.&lt;br /&gt;i tripped! again! while jogging! do you know anyone who's as stupid as to trip while jogging?&lt;br /&gt;lolz! ts ok i gez..&lt;br /&gt;then went to imus.. told neil i couldn't stay... but still i did, for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;left at round 11.. mygawd! two ten-wheelers caused a major traffic catastrophe(?) so i had to re-rout and take the very long way from cavite to paranaque to munti then back to paranaque then manila then home. phew! i paid the driver PhP350.. bummer &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i wuz already running late so i took another cab to mcdo north, where all of 'em seven (fe, hanna, lex, cider, bert, migs, ric) were waiting for me.. nakakahiya.. im not used to making people wait for me. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we went to kathy's dad's wake... he seemed to be at peace. that's a good sign. at least he was happy. kathy's taking it pretty well i gez. i hope they all get through this well and be able to adjust and move on. (sorry for the grammar. it's right but it's lousy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftwerwards we went to the mall (sm north). saw gino's friends (who knew ric and bert so they kinda had their lil reunion of some sort..) then lex, cider, and i watched Bringing Down The House... nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is too long (actually it aint, im juz lazy to type the rest of the story)&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93930786?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93930786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93930786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93930786' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93862081</id><published>2003-05-06T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T06:57:19.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>btw, i got this quiz from purp.. it's really bizarre. this is soooo not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93862081?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93862081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93862081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93862081' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93861931</id><published>2003-05-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T06:54:47.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i actually forgot to mention that i sprained my knee last sunday.. too much bbal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday -- was a real crummy day! i realized i suck at CA! i made this cinnamon curry dish and cuz i wasn't allergic to any of those ingredients, i tasted it! and gez wat? 'twas terrible!! ich! eew! kadiree!! tasted like crap! then i thought: what if the dishes i cooked last sunday were also terrible? i made my relatives at imus eat them! it's sooo humiliating! bummer.. then someone was still keeping quiet. i forwarded him a quote that was suppose to startle him.. and yet he did not respond. bastard! it was really a bad day.. i finished two packs! i had trouble breathing late last night and had to go to the hospital! wow! aint i lucky? grr.. on the bright side, i got a free massage kaya my knee feels great na! thanks to that lady whose name i forgot already.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i actually tried to cancel my lessons but neil wouldn't let me. he said i still had much to learn. so i went again to alabang. traffic pah! bwiset! got there round 11 na. anyway, today was better than yesterday i gez. he wasn't as cranky! hehehe. i made kosher meals. i don't know why, he just said i should learn them. i'm not jewish. he isn't either. i don't know anyone who is.  weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... the lessons tomorrow will be back in imus na. but i'm trying to contact him a little while ago to tell him i can't go kasi kathy's dad died and i want to visit. i wish neil would let me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icicles, i'm sorry. i really want to quit ca now. it's not for me. can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh! i finished &lt;i&gt;Tuesdays With Morrie&lt;/i&gt; today. it isn't really THAT good but ts ok.. kinda coo kasi it's tru to life. ? i'll be reading &lt;i&gt;Agatha Christie's The Secret Adversary&lt;/i&gt; now.. hopefully it'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93861931?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93861931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93861931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93861931' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93744800</id><published>2003-05-04T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T06:22:09.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;first day of CA today. 'twas a-ok i think. neil got a little pissed though. (pretty long story coming here) he was complaining on how i kept on texting (the word!) while we were grocery shoppin for goods. couldn't help myself eh. besides, i was still able to help pick out the good uns from the bad uns. so.. on our way to imus, he showed me the cookbooks he bought (with icicles' money of course) and told me what he was planing to teach me. i wasn't really paying much attention so he got a little angry. (i'm so bad! tsk tsk) anyhu... after we arrived, we didn't get to start right away kasi i played muna with my cuzns (what can i say, i wasn't really in the mood to cook!) then nagparining na siya to the maximum height.. i gave in so we started (round 2pm).. then finished round 5pm na.. whew! i'm not gonna mention what dishes i learned so i can surprise y'all when i get to cook for you. (as if that's gonna happen...)_then i went to my cuzns' house and joined 'em in playing.. what was the game? SILENT HILL!!! yup yup yup! i haven't played that since sophomore year so i wuz pretty excited.. so we played til my aunt arrived and then i went home.. (the trip, btw, was really boring. hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty much everything.. or at least everything i got my oh-so-tired fingers to type. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. no wait! i juz finished reading Og Mandino's &lt;i&gt;The Christ Commission&lt;/i&gt;.. i really recommend that book!! gawd.. if u have the time, read it!! once you start, you won't ever want to put the damn thing down. and u'll get goose bumps and after you read it, i swear.. the first thing you'll do is pray. (well at least that's what i did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start reading a new book now.. Mitch Albom's &lt;i&gt;Tuesdays With Morrie&lt;/i&gt;.. hopefully it'll be good. i love being busy.. but not like this.. i hate going back and forth from imus to here and then there again. if i had a phone line there i'd stay.. para at least may net. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a novel! &lt;br /&gt;halt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93744800?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93744800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93744800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93744800' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93534166</id><published>2003-04-30T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T08:02:10.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so here i am again. i just arrived and i haven't changed my clothes yet. actually it's pretty stupid eh. i was in imus all day and then umuwi ako right after CSI. (btw, it's amazing cuz it's only been what, 40 mins? since i left and here i am na! wow) then right now they're telling me that we're going to tagaytay. aint i stupid? i knew i should have called first before i left! bwiset! ::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to stay, but i can't cuz we'll be going na ren.. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93534166?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93534166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93534166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93534166' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93466029</id><published>2003-04-29T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T07:14:19.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;uso to ngayon eh.. pagdating sa bahay, net muna, ndi muna talaga magbibihis! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;actually i arrived kanina pa round eight tas i'm here na agad. (adik? not really.. may hinihintay lng sa irc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. kwentoo. i went to festival kanina with my cutsie cuzn renz! (shempre siya lng tlg sinama ko.. ang sama ko talaga! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to try Gotcha. o'course i wanted to try that too but i couldn't let him kasi he's too young for that sort of thing. (but believe me, muntik na akong bumigay sa constant na pagmamakaawa niya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, we bought lots of stuff (i discovered he like shopping for clothes and cellphone accessories). i think he spent over a thousand pesos on the things he bought alone! aside from that we played at gameworx pa and ate (a lot!).. pero okei lng. we had fun! then i brought him to his mom and went straight here. wow. naubos din money ko. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daz all i gezz.&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93466029?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93466029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93466029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93466029' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93397507</id><published>2003-04-28T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T07:22:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i juz got home. haven't even changed my clothes yet! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: i didn't get to visit all 5 docs i was supposed to visit kase i got sick.. blech!&lt;br /&gt;but it lasted only for a few hours so i rested for a a while when i got home and then off to imus..&lt;br /&gt;TRAFFIC!! kadire.. so i got there round eight in the evening nah. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;was too lazy to start packing so i visited my cuzns (who lived in the same street) first and went cycling with them.&lt;br /&gt;yipee! saya-saya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: for whatever reason, i woke up at around four am, and couldn't go back to sleep!! =(&lt;br /&gt;so, i went cycling again. (maganda kasi ung roads dun sa village tas onti pa tao kaya masaya mag-bike!)&lt;br /&gt;then off to church.. then packing.. actually there wasn't much to pack kasi onti lang talaga ung gamit dun.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went roller blading naman (shempre i invited my cutsie cousins)&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?? i fell!!! threee timess!! WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sniff&lt;br /&gt;kaya i have new bruises on my legs and on my arms (an addition to those i already have from that fall last monday!)&lt;br /&gt;does the world hate me when i'm on wheels??&lt;br /&gt;haaayy.. wag naman sana! delikado na un when i'm driving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to my story.. after my third fall, sabi ni renz (my favrite cousin!) "gusto mo stop na tayo baka nasasaktan ka na?"&lt;br /&gt;takte!! hmph! langhyang bata un! ... pero kei lng! concerned siya saken! *mwah!&lt;br /&gt;after that... i bummed around the house (was kinda scared cuz i was all alone and it was dark outside)&lt;br /&gt;then i realized something... i don't want to give up that house!!&lt;br /&gt;but i have no choice... sad! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! ang haba!&lt;br /&gt;i'm out..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93397507?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93397507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93397507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93397507' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93240551</id><published>2003-04-25T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T07:18:52.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;okei.. i predict this'll be long..&lt;br /&gt;(actually, relative nmn ang salitang &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; dba? lolx! tottie korni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissin me off :: the piano keyboard!&lt;br /&gt;i knew how to play two years ago..&lt;br /&gt;now: splak! wala! i don't know how anymore..&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;both hands play well alone, but when i try to play both at the same time .. WALA!! &lt;br /&gt;bastardeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also! this guy.. this asshole of a guy.. wala lng&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't have enough reason to be mad at him..&lt;br /&gt;juz that we haven't talked for almost a month..&lt;br /&gt;i juz miss him daz all&lt;br /&gt;(obviously, i got a crush on him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;i might not go to that summer camp i was planning to go on&lt;br /&gt;kasi baka daw merong may SARS dun at baka mahawa ako&lt;br /&gt;kaderns!&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to goooo!! how sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wuh else?&lt;br /&gt;we'll be sellin the house at imus na..&lt;br /&gt;wala kasi kwenta eh.. ndi naman nagagamit.. it accumulates dirt! lolx&lt;br /&gt;they say we'll be movin.. tas we'll be votin kung saan&lt;br /&gt;choices are alabang hills, filinvest, bf resort at parañaque, or stay here&lt;br /&gt;san kaya? &lt;br /&gt;i don't like it here pero i don't want to move naman sa sobrang layo na place kasi layo ng school eh..&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to stay in a dormitory either..&lt;br /&gt;bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anoh pha vah?&lt;br /&gt;ohyes.. marunong na ako mag-flowchart!!!!&lt;br /&gt;next week, after i move my stuff out of that house in imus,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna study programming na&lt;br /&gt;c, visual basic, oracle, etc..&lt;br /&gt;it's funny cuz i won't be takin up CS11 til the second sem..&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, studying all the stuff i'd be learning in that subject&lt;br /&gt;lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan muna.. haba na ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;(for now.. lolx!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93240551?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93240551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93240551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93240551' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-93108561</id><published>2003-04-23T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T05:49:36.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in one of those times i was watching tv last week, i got to watch a certain program in channel v.. &lt;br /&gt;i learned that the following song was the number one hit on the month i was born&lt;br /&gt;(in short, korni ako)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bruce Hornsby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mandolin Rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song came and went&lt;br /&gt;Like the times that we spent&lt;br /&gt;Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and she'd smile&lt;br /&gt;It would last for awhile&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you got till you lose it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the mandolin rain&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music on the lake&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heart break every time she runs away&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the banjo wind&lt;br /&gt;A sad song drifting low&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the tears roll&lt;br /&gt;Down my face as she turns to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool evening dance&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill&lt;br /&gt;From the air till they play the last song&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my time&lt;br /&gt;Keeping you off my mind but there's moments&lt;br /&gt;That I find, I'm not feeling too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running down by the lakeshore&lt;br /&gt;She did love the sound of a summer storm&lt;br /&gt;It played on the lake like a mandolin&lt;br /&gt;Now it's washing her away once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat's steaming in&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sidewheel spin and I&lt;br /&gt;Think about her when I hear that whistle blow&lt;br /&gt;I can't change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I knew all the time that she'd go&lt;br /&gt;But that's a choice I made long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-93108561?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93108561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/93108561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93108561' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-92982432</id><published>2003-04-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T07:10:01.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the return of tottie! &lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;meron pa bang generous someone out there???&lt;br /&gt;wala na ako prepaid sa cell..&lt;br /&gt;BIGYAN NIYO AKO!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-92982432?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92982432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92982432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92982432' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-92486431</id><published>2003-04-12T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T08:16:00.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ang bangag nung alst kong entry.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;compliments to alex for that smiley kuno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... ang isa bang normal na tao pupunta sa alabang ng ala-una ng madaling araw para lang mag-apologize sa isang tita?&lt;br /&gt;hinde diba?!&lt;br /&gt;well.. kami'y mga baliw kaya punta kami dun maya-maya..&lt;br /&gt;~_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-92486431?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92486431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92486431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92486431' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-92481686</id><published>2003-04-12T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T05:45:29.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;COLLEGE NA AKOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-92481686?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92481686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92481686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92481686' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-92290975</id><published>2003-04-09T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T07:18:05.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>katatapos lang ng CSI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nanood ba kayo?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-92290975?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92290975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92290975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92290975' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-92218213</id><published>2003-04-08T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T06:02:36.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ts been a while eh? ewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum..&lt;br /&gt;men: without them, women can't live&lt;br /&gt;toink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tottie is lost in thought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-92218213?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92218213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/92218213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92218213' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-91977656</id><published>2003-04-04T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T04:27:59.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i hate the world todaeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-91977656?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/91977656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/91977656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tottie.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91977656' title=''/><author><name>tottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09760203306161244312</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-3842817.post-91770675</id><published>2003-04-01T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T05:08:23.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an asshole once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"pag mukhang wala nang pag-asa, magpakamatay!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's stupid.. pero.. waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i wuz so darn hapee yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;and now...&lt;br /&gt;::crash::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out&lt;br /&gt;(militar tlg) fuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3842817-91770675?l=tottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3842817/posts/default/91770675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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