<?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-10080981</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:43:58.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in shades of Pink</title><subtitle type='html'>Me -- a soon-to-be 18 year old -slash- 12 year old weird PiNk RoCkEr™ \m/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-113627727148313139</id><published>2005-12-25T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:34:55.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsineetuh.blogspot.com/"&gt;:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-113627727148313139?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/113627727148313139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=113627727148313139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113627727148313139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113627727148313139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/12/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-113279019899646640</id><published>2005-11-24T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:21:01.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of Eastwood</title><content type='html'>Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;(Mouse over caption.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before THE DAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/3b83cfad.jpg" alt="Me. Testin' tha make-up." width=110 height=150&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and tha girls went to DV to buy some stuff (belts, necklaces, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Me bought eye-shadow so I could play wif tha girls' faces.&lt;br /&gt;Meng they looked gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test Shots at School..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/0d7457dd.jpg" alt="Test Shot at school. Buddy Meissy and Sexy Jam." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/9cb83d06.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy, Sexy Jam and Joan." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/ffe33cb0.jpg" alt="Twin Faye, Buddy Meissy, Sexy Jam, Meggie and Joan." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/3a0b4634.jpg" alt="Sexy Jam." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/a6324dbd.jpg" alt="Twin Faye and Buddy Meissy." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/31ec87f9.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy at our supposes P.E. class." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly me, Yuki, Cai and Stephie had an NSTP meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously we didn't attend.&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Twin Faye and Joan before goin' to Cainta, we were waiting for them girls to text us if they're already at the train station.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Meggie played billiards coz tiz wuz takin' them such a looong time to get things packing.&lt;br /&gt;Mang Ben struck me wif a Billiard stick.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt like shit meng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Cainta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/957522d7.jpg" alt="Yuki and Meggie. Inuman Sessions before tha night out." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/50d42192.jpg" alt="Cai and Yuki. Glammed up." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/7cc02583.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy and Stephie. Glammed up." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/f86bea44.jpg" alt="Cai and Stephie. Glammed up." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/13242c01.jpg" alt="Cai. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/576b2c4d.jpg" alt="Yuki. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/2cc0f5da.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/8b3fd8a2.jpg" alt="Stpehie. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/93e00cf1.jpg" alt="Lyka. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/504b3219.jpg" alt="Meggie. Pictorial." width=120px height=160px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/3d5cf614.jpg" alt="Group Shot." width=360px height=280px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/a2c4a9d3.jpg" alt="Group Shot." width=360px height=280px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had inuman session before goin to Eastwood.&lt;br /&gt;We all know drinks there costs more than our lives. :P&lt;br /&gt;Had open forum again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, moments like this is worth while.&lt;br /&gt;Mavi (the 2nd time around) puked like hell.&lt;br /&gt;She wuz braggin bout she ain't woozzy yet.&lt;br /&gt;But I thinks it's becuase she stepped on the hair iron, that's why she came back to reality. Har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let tha Partee begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/c865b427.jpg" alt="Welcome to Blue Onion!" width=360px height=280px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/8281ae3c.jpg" alt="Tha Secene." width=360px height=280px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/e3c1002e.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy and me." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/b8d30cbb.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy and Stephie." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/b180add3.jpg" alt="Stpehie, Buddy Meissy,Cai and Yuki. Mga sabik sa picture! Hehe. Dami singit!" width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/48ffd54c.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy and me. Again." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/499b80b8.jpg" alt="Me.Diggin tha partee scene!" width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/7646f65b.jpg" alt="Me and Meggie." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/9286a2d5.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy and Yuki." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/7f54c094.jpg" alt="Caiand Yuki. Mga vavaeng umaariba!" width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Let the partee begin!&lt;br /&gt;Meggie bagged a Korean guy, who wuz our "provider" for tha night.&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa free drinks from him.&lt;br /&gt;Cai and Yuki met guys they liked.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah they be textin'and getting in touch wif them ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Stephie wuz approached by this guy. Über feeling. Eeewwww!&lt;br /&gt;Yuki got danced by a guy she didn't like. Eeewww.&lt;br /&gt;Cai saw someone who looked like Cedie. Didn't ask for her number, though. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;We saw someone here from school.&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I danced wif him. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At McDonald's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/199338d7.jpg" alt="Buddy Meissy. Still lookin' good." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/868dd72a.jpg" alt="Cai. Still lookin' good." width=160px height=130px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/8d47d77c.jpg" alt="Me. Lookin' like shit." width=160px height=200px&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/7fc95fad.jpg" alt="Totally hilarious!" width=160px height=200px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wuz waitin' for our ride home.&lt;br /&gt;I puked before we went home.&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to puke.&lt;br /&gt;Wuz feeling so bad.&lt;br /&gt;But I felt better afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;We were trippin' round wif Meggie!&lt;br /&gt;Twas soooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The After-math..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/3e76b1ec.jpg" alt="Nahnyt!" width=360px height=280px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them got so groggy an' poofd!&lt;br /&gt;Cai and me were playin' 'round, takin' pics of the unsuspecting victims! Mwahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-113279019899646640?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/113279019899646640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=113279019899646640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113279019899646640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113279019899646640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/11/memoirs-of-eastwood.html' title='Memoirs of Eastwood'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-113227565556876526</id><published>2005-11-22T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T18:18:28.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passin through</title><content type='html'>No time to update.&lt;br /&gt;Just passin' through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-113227565556876526?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/113227565556876526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=113227565556876526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113227565556876526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113227565556876526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/11/passin-through.html' title='Passin through'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-113143004843281051</id><published>2005-11-08T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:07:28.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap.. :)</title><content type='html'>Been gone for a very looooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;Sinusulit ko ang sembreak ee..hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm back, blogging. :P&lt;br /&gt;Hay..classes starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Xhiet..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine..&lt;br /&gt;2nd sem starts tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY NA NG BAKASYON KO TODAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok recap of what I did/have been doing this day.&lt;br /&gt;*Paid electric bill. It was eventful. Xhiet. Di ko alam na sinara na pala yun pedxing dun sa may Mercury Drug. Had to walk to the terminal at Pantranco, go up the footbridge to go to the other side, go down the footbridge, then walk again just to go to Meralco. Bayani Fernando made going to Mercalco a tedious job.&lt;br /&gt;*Edited my F`ster layout. Sabi ni Pah may gumaya daw ng layout ko. XHIET KAYO!&lt;br /&gt;*Currently uploading pictures at F`ster.&lt;br /&gt;*Creating new blog post.&lt;br /&gt;*Uploading pictures at &lt;a href="http://hizk1ndagurl.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xhiet tong lalaki sa harap ko.&lt;br /&gt;ANG INGAY XHIET TALAGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday 110705.&lt;br /&gt;Went to DV wif Uncle Joy and my lola.&lt;br /&gt;They were shopping for pasalubongs for the folks in the U.S. and stuff for Ate Angel's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Lola dearest wanted me to buy new shoes coz the one she gave to me didn't fit me so she asked for it back.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to buy new shoes coz I couldn't find anything I liked, but I did get to buy a new pink bag. (Xhiet I forgot to take a picture! Grrr.)&lt;br /&gt;Plus she gave me money.&lt;br /&gt;That was fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 110606.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I went to Quiapo coz we had to buy pearls for Lola dearest, Ninang, and Tita Ranee's accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Plus Ate Angel's accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Got it for a bargain. Fresh water pearls cost P30 per strand. Each strand had atleast 60 pearls. Real bargain.&lt;br /&gt;Got a new pair of earrings!&lt;br /&gt;It's pink!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/dfdbcc20.jpg" width=220 height=180&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got them from Quiapo, don't let he box from Silver Works fool you. I just didn't have any good background so I used the box.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yes almost forgot, it was this day that I had my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/282e4457.jpg" width=220 height=280&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Totally maBANGiS!&lt;br /&gt;Pah and I nearly broke up..:(&lt;br /&gt;PAH iloveuxomuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 110505.&lt;br /&gt;Went grocery shopping wif Daddy and lil.big bro.&lt;br /&gt;Thought we were goin to Ortigas to my dismay we were just going to Cherry Foodarama.&lt;br /&gt;Hay sa tagal tagal ng panahon na di kami nilabas ni Daddy sa Cherry pa kami dadalin!&lt;br /&gt;He made fun of me when lil.big bro told me I thought we were goin to Robinson's Galleria when he said we were going to Rob.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is the Rob he was talking about was Circle C.&lt;br /&gt;That's the Rob besides Cherry Foodarama.&lt;br /&gt;I showed him my grades last sem and he seemed happy.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to go out again this Saturday I think.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be buying my stuff for this sem and lil.big bro's prom outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 110405.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan. Mom had no work. I asked her if we could go to DV coz I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;I got that Spongebob Squarepants purse that I've been lusting on for months!&lt;br /&gt;Here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/49ffb4cf.jpg" width=220 height=180&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I saw this oh-so-cute hello Kitty ID strap!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/42068625.jpg" width=220 height=180&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new trucker cap as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c86/in2u/2cf4f8dc.jpg" width=220 height=180&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what else we've bought, but I know those were pasalubongs for Dana.&lt;br /&gt;Oh we got Seniorita Ashley new dresses as well.&lt;br /&gt;Funny I think she has this psychic power.&lt;br /&gt;Did she see it coming that we bought her new dresses?&lt;br /&gt;Coz Saturday night she and family came by our house!&lt;br /&gt;Freaky. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what happened the days before, I completely forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights on October 28,2005. Check out my &lt;a href="http://hizk1ndagurl.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-113143004843281051?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/113143004843281051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=113143004843281051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113143004843281051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/113143004843281051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/11/recap.html' title='Recap.. :)'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112969977827385177</id><published>2005-10-19T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:29:38.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs from the Cainta Escapade</title><content type='html'>Only got a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We all looked like shit so I deleted the other ones.&lt;br /&gt;These are the "presentable" ones.&lt;br /&gt;(Mouse over to see captions.^_~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0349.jpg" width=150 height=200 alt="Me. Semi-Drunk."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0345.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Yuki and Steph. Drunk."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0342.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Cai. Very Drunk."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0348.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Mavi. Shiyet tumba!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0347.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Jam and Mavi. Recovered."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0356.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Meggie. Sabog on the way home."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0350.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Cai, Mavi, Jam and Meggie. On the train home."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/keicent/IMG_0357.jpg" width=200 height=150 alt="Siksik si Meggie e!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures with Meissy's missing.&lt;br /&gt;So is Cai's pic at the jeepney.&lt;br /&gt;Will try to look for them.&lt;br /&gt;Miss yah girls.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry can't return yer messages.&lt;br /&gt;My globe sim doesn't have load.~_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112969977827385177?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112969977827385177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112969977827385177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112969977827385177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112969977827385177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/10/memoirs-from-cainta-escapade.html' title='Memoirs from the Cainta Escapade'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112944644414587369</id><published>2005-10-16T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T00:07:24.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee..</title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other skins sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will make better one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[October 15,2005]&lt;br /&gt;Me went to DV with Mommy and bro Kenji yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 new shirts&lt;br /&gt;1 cutesy top&lt;br /&gt;and a new pair of Kitten Heeled Metallic Pink slip-ons.&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[October 14,2005]&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cainta wif friends from skoo'.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yuki's house for an Inuman Session.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I didn't get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Post pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;Hafta go na kasi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112944644414587369?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112944644414587369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112944644414587369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112944644414587369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112944644414587369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/10/wee.html' title='Wee..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112847178404543043</id><published>2005-10-05T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T17:23:04.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit po talaga..</title><content type='html'>Ang malas malas po ng week na to..&lt;br /&gt;Nun Sunday po bago pa ko makapasok ng school as in siguro 30 steps na lang nasa school na ko for NSTP, bigla pong umulan ng malakas!&lt;br /&gt;Wala po akong payong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nun Monday po di na kami nakapasok ng FIL nila Yuki at Steph..&lt;br /&gt;sobrang late na po kami..&lt;br /&gt;Sakto pa nung araw na yun badtrip si sir..&lt;br /&gt;Si Ate Jam umiyak dahil dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon naman dapat wala na kaming HRM tapos biglang may nakasalubong si ma'am taena pinabalik kaming lahat sa classroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon! Bwiset po talaga ngayong araw na to ang aga-aga po nasira yun heels nun right shoe ko!&lt;br /&gt;Naayos ko na po sya, nadikitan ko na po ng mighty bond..&lt;br /&gt;pero pati yun kamay ko and yun palda ko may glue!&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to the_Purest nga pala.&lt;br /&gt;Luvyah lots Nimi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112847178404543043?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112847178404543043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112847178404543043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112847178404543043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112847178404543043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/10/shit-po-talaga.html' title='Shit po talaga..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112745205191277756</id><published>2005-09-23T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:07:31.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What just happened.</title><content type='html'>I feel like I haven't update this blog for such a loooong time.=/&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying's true right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..the last post I had was last August.&lt;br /&gt;It's half-way through September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today's Friday--P.E./Wash day.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I'm not in the mood to attend class.&lt;br /&gt;It's that PMS thing. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;I've been very moody the morning yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;By mid-afternoon I reverted back to my bubbly self.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;At HI class, my prof kept calling my attention--&lt;br /&gt;I was giddy--too giddy.&lt;br /&gt;I was being "maharot" with Chupee,&lt;br /&gt;who was trying to get L's attention--and failing--badly!&lt;br /&gt;But anyways my prof didn't get mad, just irritated I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Even he said the only people who have the right to be noisy in class are the ones with high grades.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fuckin' glad I have high grades with his subject and I got the highest grade for our recitation that day.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Damn happy with my 96%!&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have Psych class!&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see EDNA!&lt;br /&gt;woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;Was with Kaoru and Josh Groban's lover yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Mom got mad.&lt;br /&gt;It was late na daw and I didn't answer her call.&lt;br /&gt;E I didn't see my phones.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel both vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi din ni Mama next time daw if i was going to go home a lil bit later than I usually do, I should call home or text mommy--&lt;br /&gt;so she doesn't worry daw.&lt;br /&gt;E what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Ang load ko lang is Sun Cellular's 24/7!&lt;br /&gt;Sun to Sun lang.&lt;br /&gt;Duh?!&lt;br /&gt;But anyways ok lang naman yun.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think think umaabuso ako.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just me who thinks that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday my Fil101 prof was givin' me extra "pansin",&lt;br /&gt;singing "tulala sa isang tabi.." or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Did I really look that sad?&lt;br /&gt;Was I really that obvious?!&lt;br /&gt;Actually I had no idea why I had that sudden "hang" time.&lt;br /&gt;I just spaced out for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tuesday this week was, I suppose, the saddest..&lt;br /&gt;Basta it was sad..:'(&lt;br /&gt;I won't mention why but it was soo sad..&lt;br /&gt;The only person who knows what happend is Kaoru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was me and Gabby's 11th month anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Yey!&lt;br /&gt;Just a lil less than a month we'll be celebrating our 1st year anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is one of the best days this week.&lt;br /&gt;Our classes in the afternoon got suspended.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why but ended up with the conclusion that it's because of the Juniors championship basketball game.&lt;br /&gt;By the way our Junior team won.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah SSC-R is the NCAA Juniors division champion.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give the same report for the Seniors but unfortunately I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I really think the team sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But hey that's my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I'm biased because my cousin plays for the MIT Cardinals.&lt;br /&gt;So I like their team better.&lt;br /&gt;Har. }:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What new things have I come across this week?&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sunday]&lt;br /&gt;Finally I fixed my attendance for NSTP.&lt;br /&gt;To hell with Bigote talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Paepal.&lt;br /&gt;[Wednesday]&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tutuban with Steph.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new bag.&lt;br /&gt;A Spongebob Squarepants shoulder bag!&lt;br /&gt;Yung hinge ng kepad nun P800 ko nasira.&lt;br /&gt;[Thursday]&lt;br /&gt;Ang tagal bago namin naopen ni Rara yun seal nung Super Glue.&lt;br /&gt;But I got the chance to fix the keypad that same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically that's it. Hehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112745205191277756?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112745205191277756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112745205191277756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112745205191277756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112745205191277756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-just-happened.html' title='What just happened.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112417281929819543</id><published>2005-08-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:13:39.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>connected or not.</title><content type='html'>ok different blurbs.&lt;br /&gt;connected or not.&lt;br /&gt;this is what happend this and last week.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what day/s it these incidents happen--&lt;br /&gt;i really forgot.&lt;br /&gt;but what matters is that i get to tell it to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;:LMAO:&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;last week we had our recollection.&lt;br /&gt;before goin ta school i saw/met Kaoru and Tha_Purest.&lt;br /&gt;gawd i damn miss them na talaga. :(&lt;br /&gt;good thing talaga that i saw them.&lt;br /&gt;of course my earlier post happend.&lt;br /&gt;then Gabby had this "tantrum".&lt;br /&gt;he's jealous of someone close to me.&lt;br /&gt;we even argued bout it, kasi parang pinagbibintangan nya ko of something i didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;jealousy nga naman talaga.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this testi at f'ster.&lt;br /&gt;i got mad syempre.&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ba naman you'll read a testimonial sayin' na goodluck sa kanila ng x nya.&lt;br /&gt;shit diba?&lt;br /&gt;but he said na wala na kasi silang communication nun nagbigay ng testi thus di updated.&lt;br /&gt;but he deleted the testi alread. (goodboy!)&lt;br /&gt;and today had lotsa fun at history class.&lt;br /&gt;shit weird diba?&lt;br /&gt;i had FUN!&lt;br /&gt;basta masarap kasing guluhin utak ng prof namin.&lt;br /&gt;and dearest Edna is absent!&lt;br /&gt;we had no psych class!&lt;br /&gt;thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare&lt;/b&gt; and I are here at an internet station near our school.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we must not forget my chikahan session with Yukie&amp;trade;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about &lt;b&gt;Dried Mango&lt;/b&gt;, she the girl who said "Totally decieving".&lt;br /&gt;Oohlala!&lt;br /&gt;We even talked about the birds of the feather who flocks together!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;talk about shit talaga!&lt;br /&gt;Love yah Yukie!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112417281929819543?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112356784184478837</id><published>2005-08-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:10:41.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that hurts bigtime..</title><content type='html'>just read somebody's reply..&lt;br /&gt;what she said hurt bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;im crying this instant --swear.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't wanna be friends with me daw coz somebody said this.&lt;br /&gt;i admit what i did to someone wuz wrong but hey&lt;br /&gt;that wuz her rep at school and after that incident a friend said what i mistook that girl for wuz true since she's somewhat close to whoever spread that rumor.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i won't force myself na lang since she's entitled to believe whatever she wanna believes.&lt;br /&gt;sakin lang, i know were not close and all that but still..&lt;br /&gt;it's such a waste..&lt;br /&gt;i really, really like that girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112356784184478837?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112356784184478837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112356784184478837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112356784184478837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112356784184478837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-hurts-bigtime.html' title='that hurts bigtime..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112348154886729286</id><published>2005-08-08T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T23:12:28.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>totally decieving</title><content type='html'>Totally decieving?&lt;br /&gt;Darling, what you said about yourself is so true!&lt;br /&gt;You are decieving yourself!&lt;br /&gt;I really should find my partner-in-crime and tell her what I just saw.&lt;br /&gt;It's disgusting kaya!&lt;br /&gt;Kafal ng face?!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112320890916920157</id><published>2005-08-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:28:29.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being unlucky..</title><content type='html'>What happend yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Uber kamalasan talaga.&lt;br /&gt;SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;If you read my posts you should know by now that I didn't attend classes yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to end my computer mishap at around 1:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;(I've been online since 6:30 remember?)&lt;br /&gt;Wuz hopin' when I get home my dearest grannie would be there, as always--&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO!&lt;br /&gt;She went out.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the keys to our house coz El.Presidente borrowed my keys for the locker.&lt;br /&gt;I wuz really hungry so I went to Jollibee to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I even went online again just to give my grannie time to get home.&lt;br /&gt;By 3:30 I decided to go back home coz I know she'll practically be there already--&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I wuz wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors just told me that she forgot her keys inside the house and that she decided to stay at my uncle's house at Tondo and just wait for my mommy dearest to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for my mom --that would be pretty easy right?&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;My mom works for M.I.A.A.&lt;br /&gt;(if you don't know that M.I.A.A. stands for, it's Manila International Airport Authority)&lt;br /&gt;See?!&lt;br /&gt;I wuz uber problematic as well coz my cellphone had just one bar of battery life left.&lt;br /&gt;Shtiness...&lt;br /&gt;I wuz home by 2pm and I got inside the house at 6.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112320890916920157?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112320890916920157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112320890916920157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112320890916920157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112320890916920157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-unlucky.html' title='Being unlucky..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112313082696838276</id><published>2005-08-04T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:49:51.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged?</title><content type='html'>Okai..Saw this at Bianca Gonzales' blog. Tried the source but it was tedious.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not thanking Ms.Bianca for this, but I'm saying thanks to Ms. &lt;a href="http://senyoritabubbles.blogspot.com"&gt;Bubbles&lt;/a&gt; Paraiso for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;- Nikki&lt;br /&gt;- Nikei&lt;br /&gt;- Nix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 screen names you have had:&lt;br /&gt;- Arashi&lt;br /&gt;- Into.You&lt;br /&gt;- Baby|Prinsesita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;- eyes&lt;br /&gt;- lips &lt;br /&gt;- hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things you dont like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;- arms&lt;br /&gt;- body&lt;br /&gt;- thighs&lt;br /&gt;(eewwww...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts of your heritage&lt;br /&gt;- Filipino&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese&lt;br /&gt;- Spanish, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;- losing Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- rejection&lt;br /&gt;- rats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of your everyday essentials&lt;br /&gt;- text/call from Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- kiss nad hug from Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- The Body Shop's Born Lippy Satsuna Shimmer lip balm (yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of your favorite musical artists&lt;br /&gt;- Hale&lt;br /&gt;- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;- Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of your favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;- Stay --Cueshe&lt;br /&gt;- Tattooed on my mind --D'Sound&lt;br /&gt;- Never gonna let you go --Faith Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you want in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;- loyalty&lt;br /&gt;- patience&lt;br /&gt;- laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 lies&lt;br /&gt;- "we're just friends"&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;i&gt;wala akong pera!&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;- "i like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 truths&lt;br /&gt;- one is never born evil&lt;br /&gt;- love makes one do things he never thought he could and would do&lt;br /&gt;- that happiness is never absent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you&lt;br /&gt;- nice eyes&lt;br /&gt;- height&lt;br /&gt;- being chinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of your favorite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;- reading books&lt;br /&gt;- shopping&lt;br /&gt;- photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you want to do really badly now&lt;br /&gt;- be with Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- eat&lt;br /&gt;- go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 careers you're considering/you've considered&lt;br /&gt;- business management&lt;br /&gt;- law&lt;br /&gt;- legal management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places you'd want to go for vacation&lt;br /&gt;- Japan&lt;br /&gt;- Guam&lt;br /&gt;- Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 kid names you like&lt;br /&gt;- Julia &lt;br /&gt;- Gabrielle&lt;br /&gt;- Jullian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;- go to Japan, Guam and Paris with Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- marry Gabby&lt;br /&gt;- be able to repay my parents for everything they done and given to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways that you are stereotypically a boy&lt;br /&gt;- i fist fight&lt;br /&gt;- i act like a "gentleman"&lt;br /&gt;- i love horror, blood and gore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways that you are stereotypically a girl&lt;br /&gt;- i love the color pink&lt;br /&gt;- i love shopping&lt;br /&gt;- i'm kikay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 celebrity crushes&lt;br /&gt;local or foreign?&lt;br /&gt;foreign:&lt;br /&gt;- Vin Diesel&lt;br /&gt;- Vin Diesel&lt;br /&gt;- Vin Diesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;local:&lt;br /&gt;- Have none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112313082696838276?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112313082696838276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112313082696838276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112313082696838276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112313082696838276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged?'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112312643758473475</id><published>2005-08-04T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:33:57.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUST SCROLL AT THE DOWN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO YOU LIL GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&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/10080981-112312643758473475?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112312643758473475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112312643758473475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112312643758473475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112312643758473475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112312627856582312</id><published>2005-08-04T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:31:18.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently updating my blog way, way much today.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you into a lil secret..&lt;br /&gt;I now this is bad..&lt;br /&gt;really, really, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just so not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attend classes.&lt;br /&gt;I've been online since 6:30 in the morning and I am doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It's like 11 am already..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmpp..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ranting.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I saw some shitz kasi.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me na lang kaya?!&lt;br /&gt;I saw somebody's account when f'ster wuz malfunctioning.&lt;br /&gt;The supposed account wuz on 1st degree but since f'ster wuz on the ritz I got the chance to view hr picz.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I couldn't view the larger image but I can see somewhat clearly who wuz there.&lt;br /&gt;Wuz havin' doubts of course.&lt;br /&gt;Especially knowing what happend between.&lt;br /&gt;What happend wuz not good.&lt;br /&gt;Not even close to good.&lt;br /&gt;What I saw wuz shocking!&lt;br /&gt;Really, really shocking.&lt;br /&gt;So that's the reason why that watchamacallit wuz talkin shit, okai talkin shit is exaggeration --but it's close to that, bout --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! I'm trying to think of a name!&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;ok let's call my dearest friend *FLUFFY*&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok watchamacallit wuz saying stuff about this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways past is past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if what happend to them before would happen again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Imma wait and see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112312627856582312?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112312627856582312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112312627856582312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112312627856582312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112312627856582312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeah.html' title='Yeah.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112311793133833223</id><published>2005-08-04T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:14:17.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wrote it on paper part2</title><content type='html'>Ok I said I'll sum up what happend this past week/s, but I wrote just one incident.&lt;br /&gt;Pero wag kayo!&lt;br /&gt;The incident I wrote wuz the one I wrote on paper!&lt;br /&gt;Tama nga si mommy, I'm really good at memorizing and remembering stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I should've taken Law na lang daw.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha :LMAO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I said I wuz trying to contact Kaoru but couldn't get through the line.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I went out she wuz there!&lt;br /&gt;As in perfect timing!&lt;br /&gt;She wuz wif..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok pause again..hafta think of what to call *tOoOt*..&lt;br /&gt;Ah!&lt;br /&gt;Let's call him --ay wag na lang yun..&lt;br /&gt;Baka mamisinterpret..&lt;br /&gt;Baka isipin nyo when I mention him again he pertains to me not wif Kaoru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee width=30%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[COMMERCIAL!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe! Ang epal nun babaeng katabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;Ezkandalosa sobra!&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't log on to Tantra kasi.&lt;br /&gt;Nagdadabog ba!&lt;br /&gt;Ang ingay nun shoes nya!&lt;br /&gt;Walang ka keme keme!&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang umalis na.&lt;br /&gt;She knows what consideration is pala.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction=right width=30%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[COMMERCIAL!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to *tOoOt*'s name.&lt;br /&gt;Let's call him *Obsession* na nga lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Kaoru wuz wif Obsession.&lt;br /&gt;On a date?&lt;br /&gt;I should say semi-date. (is there such a word?)&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kaoru to accompany me to SM coz I wuz bored and I wuz hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Kaoru, of course, couldn't say no to your's truly.&lt;br /&gt;Obsession tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting happend actually.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to state that Kaoru and I saw each other that day without talking to one another.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny really wanted us to be together and go window shopping that day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Kaoru and Obsession aren't together.&lt;br /&gt;As in boyfriend-girlfriend together.&lt;br /&gt;Gets?&lt;br /&gt;Their childhood sweethearts, trying to get to know each other gain because of the time gap (yah know not getting in touch for years even though their neighbors).&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's this mutual understanding already.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know who's not ready to take the understanding to the next level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112311793133833223?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112311793133833223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112311793133833223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112311793133833223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112311793133833223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wrote-it-on-paper-part2.html' title='I wrote it on paper part2'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112311308468453387</id><published>2005-08-04T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:48:48.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wote it on paper.</title><content type='html'>I'll try my best to sum up what happend to me this past week/s.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote one incident on paper.&lt;br /&gt;Swear!&lt;br /&gt;But then again I forgot where I placed the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I misplaced it --as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'll try to recall what happend and whatever details my mind will share with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Friday 072905]&lt;br /&gt;P.E./Wash day.&lt;br /&gt;Let's call our Phys.Ed. teacher *HORSIE*.&lt;br /&gt;He's the coach of our school's track and field team.&lt;br /&gt;According to my uncle, who trained under Horsie, he holds the record of Hurdles here in the Phillipines.&lt;br /&gt;They call him kabayo coz he's a fast runner.&lt;br /&gt;According to our Psych. Prof. Edna fast living creatures die early.&lt;br /&gt;Horsie's 50+ years old.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he manages to still be alive.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I call my Psychology Professor EDNA coz she resembles the wacky inventor/scientist Edna in the animation "The Incredibles".&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how I influence other people coz my classmates refer to her as Edna now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, back to what happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fridays our block has only 1 subject to attend which is Phys.Ed.&lt;br /&gt;Our class starts at 11:30am.&lt;br /&gt;Horsie wanted our class to go to school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't thrilled to go to school at 7:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon!&lt;br /&gt;Friday's the only day we get the chance to sleep a lil more longer!&lt;br /&gt;We have "classes" on Sundays din e!&lt;br /&gt;But of course we couldn't say no.&lt;br /&gt;Accel held a Grand Shoot out (I think) at our school.&lt;br /&gt;Horsie wanted us to join the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;Of course being the "responsible" student I am I went to school early, but I just wanted to sign-up for the attendance then I wuz planning to go home na.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I didn't get to do that.&lt;br /&gt;We had to do this medical routine.&lt;br /&gt;That served as our attendance.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks talaga..uber..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I wuz writing something when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pause for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember referring to my friends As *L* and *I am Sam* --&lt;br /&gt;but I forgot what I called *tOoOt*..&lt;br /&gt;grrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;I should think..I should think..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Ahhmm...&lt;br /&gt;..???...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's call her *Kamapanyerang Kuba* na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Since she can hilariously immitate how Anne Curtis walks as Kampanyerang Kuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to my story--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuz writing something when L and Kampanyerang Kuba called and tapped me.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I wuz writing something so I made a hand sign telling them to wait.&lt;br /&gt;I distinctly remebered telling them to wait, as well.&lt;br /&gt;When I tunred around they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;So let's fast forward the scene and continue from the time when I am Sam and I were about to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I saw L and Kampanyerang Kuba and told I am Sam where the were.&lt;br /&gt;They called I am Sam but not me.&lt;br /&gt;That wuz ok.&lt;br /&gt;When we got to where they were.&lt;br /&gt;They were only talking to I am Sam.&lt;br /&gt;It wuz as if I wuz invisible.&lt;br /&gt;Kampanyerang Kuba said they were calling and texting every number they know of.&lt;br /&gt;I wuz one of the people they called.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I didn't get to answer it coz I wuz busy, my phone's in my bag and there wuz scarce signal at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;That wuz ok as well.&lt;br /&gt;I wuz somewhat guilty din naman.&lt;br /&gt;But still it wuz as if I wuz invisible, non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to walk out but I haven't contacted Kaoru yet.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted someone to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;I am Sam said she wanted to go home already.&lt;br /&gt;After she bussed me I told her I'm goin home as well.&lt;br /&gt;I din't say goodbye to L and Kampanyerang Kuba.&lt;br /&gt;Nabastos na din kasi ko.&lt;br /&gt;E di ganun na lang din ako.&lt;br /&gt;Bastusan naman pala e.&lt;br /&gt;We had no classes on Saturday, so I didn't see them.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday our paths crossed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we made up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabby thinks the method of our patching up wuz childish and hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We patched things up by the means of candies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112311308468453387?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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days I KNOW IT!&lt;br /&gt;Will be selling around 3 phones just to get 1.&lt;br /&gt;JUST 1!&lt;br /&gt;Da er?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Hay..&lt;br /&gt;And I still have to add at least P1,500.&lt;br /&gt;Uber sadness talaga..=(&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to cheer myself up though..&lt;br /&gt;Readin' Ralf's testimonials to Ken.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112236775767451827?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112236775767451827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112236775767451827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112236775767451827'/><link rel='self' 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Hello Kitty Stufftoys]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0206.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0205.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0204.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0207.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0203.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Messy Closet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/thIMG_0263.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height=180 width=160&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Drawer]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0264.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=180 height=160&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Chucks standing over Jessica Zafra]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0246.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My School shoes (part1)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0245.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Gorgeous Pink Bag]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0228.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Summer FlipFlops]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0227.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My Graduation Shoes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/IMG_0226.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=150 height=130&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT STILL NOT OBVIOUS THAT I LOVE PINK?!&lt;br /&gt;&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/10080981-112220103802772783?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112220103802772783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112220103802772783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112220103802772783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112220103802772783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-some-stuff.html' title='Just some stuff.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112219981638723174</id><published>2005-07-22T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:43:33.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a surprise.</title><content type='html'>What a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;I saw deceased President Marcos' wife!&lt;br /&gt;Imelda Marcos, herself!&lt;br /&gt;In the last place I'll ever think of seeing her in!&lt;br /&gt;168 Mall at Soler St. in Divisoria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO STIR!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;I wuz wondering what Imeldific wuz doing there?&lt;br /&gt;Like I said it's the last place I'll ever think of seeing her in.&lt;br /&gt;Is Imeldific being trifty?&lt;br /&gt;Or is she getting poor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112167371026151588</id><published>2005-07-18T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:43:05.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of Prelims down..</title><content type='html'>The 1st day of preliminary exams' is over.&lt;br /&gt;Had no, ok a little, problem with I.T.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't lookin' at which line im writng on,thus wrote one of my answers on the wrong line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Erasures are not accepted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I was hoping I'd ace that subject.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;But it was fairly easy.&lt;br /&gt;Nakipag lokohan pa ko sa prof ko.&lt;br /&gt;So it was no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me?&lt;br /&gt;We were, around, 10mins late coz we had our pictures taken at Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Too much yosi intake may as well be one of the factors as to why my brain didn't work that well.&lt;br /&gt;My usual intellect decided to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Uugghh...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's exams' are like -- &lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHIT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY (damn subject!)&lt;br /&gt;and of course, my major, HRM.&lt;br /&gt;Have to review 6 chapters worth of &lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNTAUGHT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lessons for History&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 pages, or so, of dates; names; and terminologies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for HRM.&lt;br /&gt;Shitness talaga..&lt;br /&gt;sobrang hagard na naman..:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112167371026151588?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112167371026151588/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112165148787312400</id><published>2005-07-18T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:42:43.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bein bad again.</title><content type='html'>Today's the start of preliminary exams.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know I'll have no problems with my permit..&lt;br /&gt;eerrr,I think..&lt;br /&gt;But I know I can manage to persuade my professors for today.&lt;br /&gt;They know bout my predicament with that unknown idiot who encoded me in another block when I was enrolled somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid idiota.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;I hate that shitty person as much as I hate our History Professor.&lt;br /&gt;Über sucky talaga the history prof. =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like I said it's the start of our preliminary exams today, and look at me--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M ONLINE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of reviewing I'm online!&lt;br /&gt;Ssshheess...&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty confident with my I.T. prowess.&lt;br /&gt;(I.T.'s our 1st exam.)&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know I'll pass that subject, our prof adores me. :lolz:&lt;br /&gt;Algebra's the next one..&lt;br /&gt;That one I have no idea if I'll ever pass that subject..&lt;br /&gt;Über engot ako with Math talaga..&lt;br /&gt;swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Para kong si Yukie -- problema ang Math.=P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll pass that..&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me..please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112165148787312400?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112165148787312400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>What is a Filipino?</title><content type='html'>What is a Filipino?&lt;br /&gt;You might think it's a simple question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT IT'S NOT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I say it's not?&lt;br /&gt;It's fairly easy!&lt;br /&gt;A Filipino is someone who was born and living in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;Or the negros in the mountains, those are Filipinos!&lt;br /&gt;Question answered!&lt;br /&gt;How I wish our, or should I say, MY answer could be that easy.&lt;br /&gt;But did our dear history professor made it that easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has to say that there is no "real" Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;According to him, from which he based on Agoncillo's book, there is no "real" Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangina i'll contunue this next time.&lt;br /&gt;major bad breath yun katabi ko!&lt;br /&gt;hikab pa ng hikad!&lt;br /&gt;shiyetness!&lt;br /&gt;mamamatay na ko nito!!!&lt;br 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Filipino?'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112132409446659321</id><published>2005-07-13T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:41:55.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To hell</title><content type='html'>i was in the mood to post something good a while agao..but that was a while AGO. I completely forgot what im supposed to post..basta ill post something na lang ulit next time.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with my history prof. swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112132409446659321?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112132409446659321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112132409446659321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112132409446659321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112132409446659321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-hell.html' title='To hell'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-112080469629031970</id><published>2005-07-07T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:38:16.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>According to Tickle.com</title><content type='html'>Nikei, you're a Steady Supporter (What kind of Girlfriend are you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand by your man — that's just something you naturally do. Once you've committed to a relationship, you are a constant companion who enjoys the comfort and stability that comes from being a couple. Not quick to judge, accuse, or think the worst, you have a lot of trust (in him and in yourself), and you rarely worry about where he is or who he's with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, mutual respect is of utmost importance. You are comfortable and confident in your own skin, making you a great pillar of strength in all your relationships. Whether he's striving to climb a mountain or land a promotion, you have his back. Best part is, you know he's got yours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikei, your candy heart says Say Yes! (What Candy Heart are you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that surprising your candy heart implores you to "Say Yes"? Well it shouldn't if it's just mimicking what your true heart wants to say. Whether you're with your soul mate or still trying to find them, you're beyond flitting from date to date. You're ready for it all, the commitment of a lifetime, the white picket fence and the matching "his" and "hers" slippers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not the slippers. But surprise you with a getaway trip to Paris, Ireland, the Southwest, and your partner can lock you in for good. And if you're still looking, remember this: The best ones are always in the least likely places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, the chemistry between you two might start a chain reaction that could result in a far more serious question asked of you. But you know what to say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;(Are you naughty or nice?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people think you're as good as gold. We know better. Sure, you're generally a by-the-book, law-abiding model citizen, but every once in a while you like to break a rule or three. Skinny dipping? Done it. Had a drink too many now and then? Guilty as charged. But chances are that's pretty much the worst of it. We all have a few skeletons in our closet, but when it comes right down to it, you're a nice person. You wouldn't dream of making a serious play for your best friend's squeeze, and you always pay your traffic fines — speeding and parking tickets. It's a good balance. If everyone was like you, the world would be a happier place, so keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-112080469629031970?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/112080469629031970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=112080469629031970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112080469629031970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/112080469629031970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/07/according-to-ticklecom.html' title='According to Tickle.com'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111855640990664154</id><published>2005-06-12T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:41:23.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing me softly.</title><content type='html'>I am definitely broken as of now.&lt;br /&gt;Since school will be starting this Tuesday I will not be online anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Or I will seldomely be online.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever of the two I get to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=white&gt;Broken..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely broken..&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I am going to live my life again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way it's Independence day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day to the Philippines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111855640990664154?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111855640990664154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111855640990664154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111855640990664154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111855640990664154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/06/killing-me-softly.html' title='Killing me softly.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111838283957579151</id><published>2005-06-10T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:41:02.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had enuf. A lot like love.</title><content type='html'>Ok I've been online for &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;an hour and 30 minutes now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough!&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/ycry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know you're wondering what I've had enough of.&lt;br /&gt;Well I've had enough editing this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;version 7&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I've been changing my layout over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Changing my layout interests me more than posting.&lt;br /&gt;No one seems to visit my blog anyways..&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/yihateu.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;SM North EDSA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was with &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Rara&lt;/span&gt; till 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;She had to leave early coz &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Ate Bam&lt;/span&gt; told her so, may sakit kasi si &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Ate Joy&lt;/span&gt; so she had to help her.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;waited&lt;/span&gt; for an &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt; before &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Shermie&lt;/span&gt; decided to show up.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/ygrr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/88m.jpg" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's a movie starring Ashton Kutcher, he's funny right?&lt;br /&gt;And the way he sang that song and played the electric guitar was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;That is in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my type of love story.&lt;br /&gt;They had to wait for like how many years before they decided to become an item.&lt;br /&gt;And the last scene with the girl thinking the guy was going to get married because her bestfriend saw the guy in a boutique fitting a suit and overheard something about marriage but actaully it was the guy's sister who's about to get married is somehow, for me, is so cliched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Here's something interesting I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Shermie decided to show up I had to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;I first went to &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;National Bookstore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was book hunting and I found something that I like.&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember the title, but I think it starts with &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;The curse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The genre isn't horror nor suspense not thriller, it's supposed to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;The review said it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;It even exagerrated by saying something like&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;I made a mistake of making a fool of myself, by reading this in a quiet place&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Well I think s/he said something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I liked it --wait! no! &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;I LOVED IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made a mistake just like the reviewer.&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't read it in a quiet place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;I put it back and didn't buy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/yi4got.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111838283957579151?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111838283957579151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111838283957579151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111838283957579151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111838283957579151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/06/had-enuf-lot-like-love.html' title='Had enuf. A lot like love.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111811876956015710</id><published>2005-06-06T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:40:27.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Stalking. Debut-slash-Surprise Party. Money.</title><content type='html'>I paid my website a visit (my site, not my blog). I noticed my chatbox had new posts (which I deleted). To the person who posted the latest post that I deleted please do stop doing whatever you are doing. So you're back in the Philippines, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I didn't look twice at your number. &lt;b&gt;I DO NOT GIVE A DAMN&lt;/b&gt;. If you would be kind enough stop "stalking" me, you're not worthy enough to be one of the reasons of my arguements with &lt;b&gt;Gabby&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;You're not worth the effort&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Been staying at Dad's house since last Wednesday. Was supposed to stay till the other day coz it was Rara's debut/surprise party Wednesday night. I'm going back to mom's house &lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;. I've been staying at Dad's house for 5 days already. I like staying there coz my room has aircontioning and I had that room all to myself. Unlike in Mom's skimpy apartment I had to share a room with her and my bro. Plus I had to share &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; electricfan with my bro. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways Rara's party was a blast. Umiyak ang bakla! I gave Rara 2 of the things she loves the most -- Earrings (which I custom made, by the way.) and a Pig keychain, which I think she named "Pigpig".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm currently waiting here at an internet cafe for Kaoru, she wants me to go with her to SM (&lt;b&gt;myGABBY labas kami ni Kaoru ha? Naka-off phone mo e di kita macontact&lt;/b&gt;). Papadevelope daw sya ng pictures. I s'pose it's from her debut. Matanda na ang bakla. Pwede na syang magyosi legally. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my grandmama from the U.S. gave me $50 and a card congratulating me for graduating from high school (&lt;b&gt;Thank you Mama for the money!&lt;/b&gt;). She gave my bro $50 as well. That sucks. Anyways my uncle had it converted to peso. We had a total of P2720 each. But of course being the mean sister that I am I took his P20, thus now he has P2700. Of course I'm still ever so mean I took P100, that leaves him with P2700. Why I the hell am I doing this? Coz when you exchange dollars at a regular money changer the convertion price is only P50 not P54. If I leave him with P2600 the exchange rate would be P52-$1. O e di kapanipaniwala pa din! Tapos he said he'll give me P100 pa! Ang yaman ng lola mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafta go now! Kaoru's here na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111811876956015710?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111811876956015710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111811876956015710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111811876956015710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111811876956015710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/06/semi-stalking-debut-slash-surprise.html' title='Semi-Stalking. Debut-slash-Surprise Party. Money.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111595625065587860</id><published>2005-05-13T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:39:13.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, boredom.&lt;br /&gt;It's hot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' more lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Boredom.x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabby ain't in tha mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;Still wif tha "&lt;b&gt;S Syndrome&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Just like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;He's more moody than a girl,&lt;br /&gt;It's irritating!&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i'll just talk to him later..&lt;br /&gt;If I force myself on him right now,&lt;br /&gt;we gonna fight fo' sho'.0_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we go back to &lt;b&gt;boredom&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am bored, I'll show you guys my collection of &lt;b&gt;earrings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;earrings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My greatest "luho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;(After cellphones anyways.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are with various captions! =þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz45.jpg" alt="http://nikeism.cjb.net" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Stars wif Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz44.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Teddybear wif Apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz43.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Heart wif Star and Moon.&lt;br /&gt;(Custom made by moi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz42.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Heart wif SnowFlakes.&lt;br /&gt;(I wore this last December ^__^ ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz41.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Star wif more Stars!&lt;br /&gt;^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz40.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Star wif Moon and Star.&lt;br /&gt;(I have soo many *stars*.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz39.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Hands wif something round.&lt;br /&gt;(Haven't worn these yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz38.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangling Star wif something pointy.&lt;br /&gt;(It kills. =þ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz37.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle caps!&lt;br /&gt;Oohlala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz36.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoops with cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz35.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif *pink* rhinestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz34.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars!&lt;br /&gt;Again, again, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz33.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favey hoopsies!&lt;br /&gt;( ^_____^ I get lotsa compliments when I wear these!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz32.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain hoops.&lt;br /&gt;But mind you they're big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz10a.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought these from Recto wif Rara.&lt;br /&gt;(I lost one of the pair at school.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz09a.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star hoopsies in different sizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz07z.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custom made by moi. Moon and Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;(My mummy loves the hearts,she even asked me to make her a pair as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz05.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic dangling earrings.&lt;br /&gt;P10 each pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz04z.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheap thrill!&lt;br /&gt;P5 each pair! =þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz03a.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resin Gettas.&lt;br /&gt;Another Favey!&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they adorable?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz02z.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz01a.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zip me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/dEyMgOrGeOuZz.jpg" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower Power Dos. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;I have new earrings but I haven't uploaded the pics yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma show 'em to ya'll again next time. ^_______^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111595625065587860?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111595625065587860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111595625065587860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111595625065587860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111595625065587860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111595931779477223</id><published>2005-05-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:38:50.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys! Picture picture!</title><content type='html'>I'ma show you pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Just pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME, my FRIENDS and my COUSINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'll show a picture of my bro as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~¤[Me First!]¤~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/untitled5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/untitled4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="150" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rock on!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/untitled3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/untitled1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~¤[Wif Friends]¤~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/image002.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wif bestfriend Jologs Rosel|Caline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/dEyMgOrGeOuZz_011503.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Shermiyukionna. (sa jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/sherm1-vi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Shermieyukionna. (sa CR ng SM cinema.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/rara.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Rara. (sa McDo Lepanto ata.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~¤[Wif Cousins]¤~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y109/p1nkrocker/untitled2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Ashly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/kuyawaps.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Anya Waps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/deo.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Anya Deo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/nica1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif Nica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/nica2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="150" width="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again wif Nica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~¤[My Bro]¤~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/Untitled-5copy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/Untitled-1copy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/Untitled-4copy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/Untitled-3copy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find any other presentable pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Post pics again next time.&lt;br /&gt;^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111595931779477223?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111595931779477223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111595931779477223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111595931779477223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111595931779477223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/05/guys-picture-picture.html' title='Guys! Picture picture!'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111519122483047215</id><published>2005-05-04T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:38:28.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random thoughts</title><content type='html'>I have an online blog..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm too lazy to update it.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I get to write it on paper, swear!&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm already in mood to be typing I suddenly lose interest.&lt;br /&gt;That's irritating!&lt;br /&gt;It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;What's the point in having an online blog if I don't update it!?&lt;br /&gt;It's worthless.x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'll try my best to update this.&lt;br /&gt;Right now dudes!&lt;br /&gt;Swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awright..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was wif Krizka, Chantelle and Mara.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Megamall.&lt;br /&gt;My post graduation treat.&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;I just fuckin graduated last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I didn't wish to attend the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;They are not my batchmate.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like their batch.&lt;br /&gt;Full of morons and idiots.&lt;br /&gt;But ala, I had no choice, mother dearest paid for the graduation fee.&lt;br /&gt;And since the higher "monarchy" of the school knows who I am,&lt;br /&gt;(no thanks to my grandmother, for she worked there before),&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to go.&lt;br /&gt;But at least it's now over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111519122483047215?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111519122483047215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111519122483047215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111519122483047215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111519122483047215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-random-thoughts.html' title='Some random thoughts'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111146269502855979</id><published>2005-03-22T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:37:54.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just showing something..</title><content type='html'>My life's currently not goin' well..&lt;br /&gt;I have no motivation to right as of now..&lt;br /&gt;So I'll show an old photo from the digicam.&lt;br /&gt;We finally had the chance to upload picture via USB cable rather than printing then scanning.&lt;br /&gt;(Such a tedious job! Costly too.)&lt;br /&gt;It's a photo of my "&lt;b&gt;Pink Stuff&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/pnik.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width=50%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show picture of me with my cousins next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111146269502855979?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111146269502855979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111146269502855979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111146269502855979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111146269502855979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-showing-something.html' title='Just showing something..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111112037538881832</id><published>2005-03-17T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:37:34.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Layout</title><content type='html'>Change of layout..summer na..i'ma edit this soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111112037538881832?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111112037538881832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111112037538881832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111112037538881832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111112037538881832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/03/change-of-layout.html' title='Change of Layout'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-111051095156367427</id><published>2005-03-10T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:37:15.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Need major blog updating thus i'm here right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've finished creating a new &lt;a href="http://nikeism.cjb.net"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish Dad would buy "us" (my bro and me), if not just me, a computer. I really need to polish my CSS/HTML skills.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should get a computer related course in college?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(HELLO?!? SUMMER NA! KAILANGAN KO NG MAGDECIDE!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still torn between &lt;b&gt;Business Management&lt;/b&gt; ang &lt;b&gt;Nursing&lt;/b&gt; (oohh..nursing. Lolx.).&lt;br /&gt;Sideline &lt;i&gt;pa yun&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Legal Management&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sinu ba LM dyan?! Bigyan nyo naman ako ng&lt;/i&gt; background.&lt;i&gt; Anu bang meron sa&lt;/i&gt; LM aside from &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; political point &lt;i&gt;sya?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hay..anu ba?!?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nasa&lt;/i&gt; website &lt;i&gt;lang ako napunta ko sa LM.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to my website, like i've said i've edited it already.&lt;br /&gt;It looks nice &lt;i&gt;naman.&lt;/i&gt; Though it didn't turn out the way I wanted really wanted it, but still, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma add a &lt;b&gt;forum&lt;/b&gt; section and a &lt;b&gt;guestbook&lt;/b&gt; next time.&lt;br /&gt;But then again why should I add a guestbook when I already have a chatbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conflict&lt;/b&gt;.T_T&lt;br /&gt;Guestbook or no guestbook?&lt;br /&gt;Forum!&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything to important to talk about or debate about?&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts!&lt;br /&gt;Pure conflicts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Magulo na nga nga utak ko lalo ko pang ginugulo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking of adding photos, &lt;i&gt;pero para saan pa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a &lt;a href="http://nikei.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; (a photo storage site and then some) account and it already has my photos.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should just update that and also return the links to my &lt;a href="http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com"&gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nikei.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; account to the main menu since it is still about me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah maybe I really should just update my &lt;a href="http://nikei.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; account.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to add BGM.&lt;br /&gt;I already added one but it wouldn't play.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma find out why, SOON! (Hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..other latest news aside from my &lt;a href="http://nikeism.cjb.net"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letsee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bebidaddy now call me his "hamster".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because i'm &lt;i&gt;bansot&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;balbon?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yah know since hamsters are small and hairy?)&lt;br /&gt;I THINK NOT! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other latest news about my love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm &lt;b&gt;still where I was&lt;/b&gt; since the relationship started.&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;b&gt;gradual progress&lt;/b&gt;, though. (Think baby steps progress.)&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't complain, I know he's doing his best.&lt;br /&gt;And I could just &lt;b&gt;LET GO&lt;/b&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;But I choose not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT YET&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully not &lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh..&lt;br /&gt;There was a problem. (I hope it's not a problem still.)&lt;br /&gt;But i'd rather not mention it.&lt;br /&gt;I still have &lt;b&gt;R-E-S-P-E-C-T&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys know what respect means?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know how to respect &lt;b&gt;YOURSELF&lt;/b&gt; and especially &lt;b&gt;OTHER PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Maricor Leika Ramirez -aka- SHIVA, is currently in a &lt;b&gt;new&lt;/b&gt; relationship!&lt;br /&gt;(congratulations Tita! Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we have a new &lt;b&gt;DVD player&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I broke the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Binato ko ng&lt;/i&gt; chocolait.&lt;br /&gt;(CHOCOLAIT. &lt;i&gt;HINDI&lt;/i&gt; CHOCOLATE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;It's the office's phone, but still, it is HERs.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy has a new one too!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what it is exactly since he wouldn't let me borrow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt; it's a PDA-slash-PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;TANDAAN MO DADDY MAKAKABAWI DIN AKO!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen &lt;b&gt;Lemony Snicket's: Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice!ü&lt;br /&gt;Sunny was sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;Violet's inventing skill was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;And Klaus...Klaus was yummy! =p (Lolx.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh one must not forget Jim Carrey. The man of a thousand faces is still superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kaoru and I went out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Bebidaddy got mad I think.&lt;br /&gt;Kaoru and I watched &lt;b&gt;HITCH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Twas funny!&lt;br /&gt;Laugh trip &lt;i&gt;talaga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;b&gt;Karaoke&lt;/b&gt; again. by the way.&lt;br /&gt;The guy attendant wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;The last time &lt;i&gt;kasi na pumunta kami ni Kaoru ng&lt;/i&gt; SM Manila &lt;i&gt;pupunta lang dapat kami ng&lt;/i&gt; Netopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lupet nakita kami nun lalake, grabe naghanda na sya nun&lt;/i&gt; songlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talagang pinapupunta nya kami!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NAKAKAHIYA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ganun na ba talaga kami kaadik sa karaoke?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wala na.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly have a colorful life like &lt;i&gt;Kaoru.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bebidaddy's texting me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till then dudes and dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-111051095156367427?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/111051095156367427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=111051095156367427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111051095156367427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/111051095156367427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110663426196300732</id><published>2005-01-25T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T19:39:16.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/justine.jpg"width=50% height=30%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my crush!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110663426196300732?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110663426196300732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110663426196300732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110663426196300732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110663426196300732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-crush.html' title='My Crush.'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110663153497971907</id><published>2005-01-25T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:36:21.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How do we know if what we're feeling is love or just infatuation?&lt;/b&gt; Pretty dumb question right? If we knew the answer to that, the world would be such a boring place. You guys agree with me right? Right now I know that I am in love. I wouldn't suffer like this (&lt;i&gt;Read entry dated &lt;b&gt;January 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) if I wasn't. At school I heard &lt;b&gt;1st Year High School&lt;/b&gt; students talking about a party. Well one of them went to a party anyway. She said there were lots of Seniors there. (This reminds me of American movies i've watched. Cliched!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shit I forgot what was the connection between what those freshies were talking about and L-O-V-E! DAMN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for now..I have to remember what i'm talking about.. ggrrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110663153497971907?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110663153497971907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110663153497971907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110663153497971907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110663153497971907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110655750382196976</id><published>2005-01-24T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:35:48.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pwede ka bang Ninang?</title><content type='html'>Got in touch with a friend that I haven't talked to for a long time. Anyways thanks to Sun Cellular we were able to update ourselves with each other's lives. Apparently dear little &lt;i&gt;Bruha&lt;/i&gt; left home and eloped with the "Hubby". She's currently living with him (obviously). Not in his house though, she said their renting a room. I wondered about her studies, does she still go to school and all that crap. I'm relieved that she still goes to school, was reminded that's she's a scholar (so there's no problem with her tuition) and she's being financially supported by her hubby. Anyways I don't think (nor do I believe) that their already married coz as far as I know she's a year younger than I am, thus she is not yet allowed to be married, for she is under the legal age of 18. (&lt;i&gt;*pant*&lt;/i&gt; Damn that was long!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly came this question: "&lt;b&gt;Pwede ka bang Ninang?&lt;/b&gt;" (&lt;i&gt;*shock*&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[explicite cuss]ng ina! Buntis si gaga!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110655750382196976?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110655750382196976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110655750382196976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110655750382196976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110655750382196976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/pwede-ka-bang-ninang.html' title='Pwede ka bang Ninang?'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110637858926592814</id><published>2005-01-21T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:35:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a day, just an ordinary day..</title><content type='html'>Ok, Search for a Star in a Million &lt;b&gt;did not&lt;/b&gt; push thru.. we realized that going there unprepared will bring us shame..as in &lt;B&gt;SHAME!&lt;/b&gt; Hey there's always a next time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was talking to 1021 since 9 am.&lt;/b&gt; He said I forgot something. Am wondering what I forgot since I have yet to remember forgetting something. Then he told me it was our &lt;b&gt;3rd Month Anniversarry.&lt;/b&gt; IDIOT! Our mothsarry was &lt;b&gt;yesterday&lt;/b&gt;! (Ok this is the part where I say sorry to him coz I said idiot, which is obviously describing him. &lt;b&gt;MUCH SORRY BABY&lt;/b&gt;) Anyways I told him that it WAS yesterday and not today, he said his calendar said it was only 20 yesterday and he hought TODAY was 21. He sounded really happy though, he said we've been together for 3 months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm happy, but a lil sad and mad too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that i'm very insensitive but I am..how shall I put this..hhmmm..a/the &lt;b&gt;3rd party&lt;/B&gt; of a relationship. Yes that's what I am. I'm not proud of my situation. I'm not proud to be a &lt;i&gt;Kabit&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;But I am proud to say that I am strong enough to admit this to myself.&lt;/b&gt; Atleast i'm not trying to be somebody that i'm not. I'm the 3rd party not the girlfriend and I know where I stand in the relationship. &lt;b&gt;I may be a bitch to the eyes of other people, to those who do not know who I really am.&lt;/b&gt; But to those who do &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; me do not judge me because of what I am in his life right now. They know why i'm holding on though I should let go. I know I &lt;b&gt;SHOULD&lt;/b&gt; let go, but I also know why I &lt;b&gt;SHOULDN'T&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I SHOULD LET GO BECAUSE HE IS IN A RELATIONSHIP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I SHOULD HOLD ON SIMPLY BECAUSE I LOVE HIM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shallow answer but also deep. You are not me so you can't tell me you've been thru this predicament. I do not feel the same as you and you don't feel the same way as I do. It's up to you to judge me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110637858926592814?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110637858926592814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110637858926592814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110637858926592814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110637858926592814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-day-just-ordinary-day.html' title='Just a day, just an ordinary day..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110603282012018986</id><published>2005-01-18T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:35:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>A is for age: 17&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for boyfriend: Wishin he's mine..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for career: all-around-bum&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for dad's name: Jeo&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for essential item to bring on an airplane: iPod&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for favorite song at the moment: Mein Teil by Ramstein&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for girlfriend: lolz&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for hometown: kYuZeE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for instruments you play(ed): piano/organ/keyboards&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for jam or jelly you like: buko pandan?!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for kids: Ashley (my couz), Alyanna (niece I think..), JekJek (Ninang's nephew)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for living arrangements: With Mom&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for megalomaniacal: hmmm...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for name of your best friend: Rosa Isabel Jimenez Agno&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for overnight hospital stays: thrice?!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for phobia[s]:RATS!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for quote you like: "The mind knows only what lies in the heart"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for relationship that lasted the longest: 1 year&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for sexual position: woohoo!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for time you wake up: 530am&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for unique trait: hhhmmm&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for vegetable you love: Squash&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for worst habit: bein too nice&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for x-rays you've had: around twice i think...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for yummy food you make: Adobo&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for zodiac sign: Virgo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110603282012018986?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110603282012018986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110603282012018986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110603282012018986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110603282012018986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110603127594006292</id><published>2005-01-18T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:33:46.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapit na, Lapit na..</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction=left width=30%&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lapit na, lapit na... brief para kay Kuya, panty para kay Baby..Halukayin, pili na, anim isang daan *nakakita ng matanda* Oops, nandito na si Lola bibilhan ng brief si Lolo.. Hal-lah, sig-geh, halukay na.. *nakapili na ang matanda* Nagustuhan ni Lola ang pink na panty... Oops, ibinalik... Pinalitan ng pula... Pula ang trip ni Lola!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dear mother about it last Sunday and she said yes. I think she thought I was just joking, &lt;b&gt;I thought I was too&lt;/b&gt;. But the jokes turning into reality. While eating lunch, Kaoru asked if we were really joining Star... err.. &lt;b&gt;SEARCH&lt;/b&gt; for a Star in a Million. She said she really wants to try it out. Why not right? Reji tried out &lt;i&gt;na daw&lt;/i&gt;, said there are three phases to pass. He passed phase 1 but failed phase 2. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako kaya?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I wanna pass phase 1 then go home. I have no intentions of being a contestant &lt;i&gt;noh&lt;/i&gt;! Like Rara said &lt;b&gt;"Just for the challenge."&lt;/b&gt; Because we really are joining the search, come Saturday, we "practiced" at Gbox. &lt;b&gt;Karaoke's a good tension reliever &lt;i&gt;pala&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. So as of now I have no idea what the hell i'm going to sing for the try-out.. &lt;b&gt;HELP ME?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110603127594006292?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110603127594006292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110603127594006292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110603127594006292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110603127594006292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/lapit-na-lapit-na.html' title='Lapit na, Lapit na..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110577413289086198</id><published>2005-01-15T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:31:58.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again another shorty..</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been online for an hour and a half, and yet here I am writng something senseless again. &lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt;? Due to my stupidity I placed the wrong HTML code. Nothing came out. I deleted the copy of my template. So I had to fucking start all over again. But i'm glad that i've managed to edit it again. Currently here in &lt;b&gt;SM Manila&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Miyuki&lt;/b&gt;. We'll be goin to &lt;b&gt;Quiapo&lt;/b&gt; in a lil while. Be searchin for a &lt;b&gt;Nokia 3310&lt;/b&gt; that &lt;b&gt;costs&lt;/b&gt; around &lt;b&gt;P500&lt;/b&gt; (do they sell that phone for that price? Come on I need that phone badly. u_u)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go now. Really have to scout around Quiapo for a 3310 that's cheap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110577413289086198?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110577413289086198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110577413289086198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110577413289086198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110577413289086198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/yet-again-another-shorty.html' title='Yet again another shorty..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110569707077716566</id><published>2005-01-14T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:38:37.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorty..</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry can't post anything long. I'm currently tired. I've went online just to edit my blog. (Hehehe. I'm addicted to playing with my blog.) Anyways jsut finished playing &lt;b&gt;Badminton&lt;/b&gt; with Kaoru. I wanna take a bath already. I've yet to get the chance to talk to 1021 properly..I'm missin him way, way terribly.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110569707077716566?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110569707077716566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110569707077716566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110569707077716566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110569707077716566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/shorty.html' title='Shorty..'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110560013697477070</id><published>2005-01-13T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:37:30.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star ..errmm.. SEARCH for a Star in a Million</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rant about changing my blog's skin first. I saw a good one. It's theme is the &lt;b&gt;BEACH&lt;/b&gt;. I adore the beach! It looks cool! But then Kaoru told me she saw a blog using that skin already..Like I care! (I do care..that's why i'm not usin that skin right now.. *sob*) She let me see &lt;b&gt;Brent Javier&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;Friendster&lt;/b&gt; account! Hahaha. Speaking of Brent imma let you guys see Ate Bam's copy of the picture they took of Brent. (In a lil while. =p) He's damn yummy! Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/finkalicious/brent1.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Brent yer damn gorgeous!!!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I now (04:25pm) have a different template! Ain't it gorgeous?!]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star in a.. oh wait..repeat. &lt;b&gt;SEARCH for a Star in a Million&lt;/b&gt;. Kaoru and I have been jokin' around. Her and me should try out for that singing contest. Her &lt;i&gt;Inang&lt;/i&gt; (Lola or Grandmother to you, those who have no idea what Inang is.) has been pestering her to join. Before goin back to Mindanao her last words to Rara were "&lt;b&gt;Sumali ka sa Star in a Million ha&lt;/b&gt;?" (Translation: "Join Star in a Million ok?") So we're thinking bout joining. Just try out. We have no intentions of showing our faces on TV. Eeewwww.. (Hehehe.) After trying out we'll laugh out loud just to irritate those who really want to join the contest. In short we're goin to try-out just for fun. Something that we'll think about when we grow old and laugh about. Good story to tell the grandchildren.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now. It's already late and I have to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110560013697477070?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110560013697477070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110560013697477070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110560013697477070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110560013697477070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/star-errmm-search-for-star-in-million.html' title='Star ..errmm.. SEARCH for a Star in a Million'/><author><name>p1nkrocker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427054511633677789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/babychinita/thIMG_0252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10080981.post-110542244796928025</id><published>2005-01-10T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:36:11.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Pink to White and Aqua.. Of Life and Death..</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ff0099 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Made a new blog.. Honestly I can never seem to keep one.. I keep on creating and creating but never stick to using one.. It's irritating ya know? It shows how I am. As if I keep on changing my mind instead of thinking of just one motive or goal or whatever i'm supposed to be doing. But anyways i'll try my best to keep just one. I'm hoping also to get a hang of using Blogspot. I wish to edit my template, but alas, I have no one turn to for help. The_Purest's still studying for this part of computer what-not's. And I have yet to recieve further knowledge bout HTML. Am damn hopin' to take a mini-course on web designing. Am not takin the class so I could get a job, I want to learn more so I could further broaden my knowledge for this lil hobby of mine. Hehehe. Ninang Liza* suggested that I take up &lt;b&gt;journalism&lt;/b&gt; or some &lt;b&gt;English-major-whatever-it-is-course&lt;/b&gt; (i'm sorry but I forgot, all I remember is I should take something that involves Emglish). Anyways I like writing but writing doesn't seem to like me. It hates me. (is saying writing &lt;b&gt;hates&lt;/b&gt; me too much?) I'm still hopin to take a course with &lt;b&gt;business&lt;/b&gt; as its background. Parents want me to take up &lt;b&gt;Nursing&lt;/b&gt; (actually the &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt; family wants me to take Nursing up. Bullshit.) Am still thinkin bout what i'm goin to take up. My minds spinning, it's getting more twisted than it already is. Ugh! Whatever! Tomorrow Kaoru and The_Purest will go with me to check out the schools at Mendiola. Am goin to get entrance forms. And as The_Purest said a while back &lt;b&gt;"It's better to get entrance forms personally coz if you feel at ease with the school the first time you set foot on it there's a big chance you'll study there."&lt;/b&gt; Or something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new &lt;b&gt;shoes&lt;/b&gt; last Sunday. Chuck Taylor High-cuts (is what i'm saying correct?) Anyways shoes are shoes. I'm somewhat &lt;b&gt;frustrated&lt;/b&gt;. I wanted to buy &lt;b&gt;pink&lt;/b&gt; Chucks, but it's &lt;b&gt;too big&lt;/b&gt; for me. They have no other stocks available. I had to settle with &lt;b&gt;White and Aqua&lt;/b&gt; Chucks. I suppose it's fairly ok. It looks nice anyways. I'll post a picture of it some other time. The diskette i brought's &lt;b&gt;not working&lt;/b&gt;, the computer wants to reformat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh!!! My aura's in a good mood yesterday! I was hoping my crush would walk by. And he did! I was hoping &lt;b&gt;he'd walk by again&lt;/b&gt;, and yes!, he did walk by again! (I looked like a blushing kiddo yesterday) hehehe. Seeing him makes me &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;, aside from &lt;b&gt;1021&lt;/b&gt; anyways. (Baby are you reading my blog? I'm hoping yer not. I know you'd kill me. x_x ) My happy meter's pretty low. Corny jokes make me laugh. I love laughing. It's fun!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of kill..My teacher's in UST's ICU right now. Ninang said he's suffering from mild-stroke yesterday. I was hoping he's ok. Come lunch time he didn't suffer from mild-stoke after all, it's &lt;b&gt;Pancreatities&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I was shocked&lt;/b&gt;. Someone as healthy and jolly as him shouldn't suffer like that! They said he's &lt;/b&gt;brain-dead&lt;/b&gt; as of now. The only thing that keeps him living is a &lt;b&gt;respirator&lt;/b&gt;. We never know what may happen to us. Even though we're perfectly fine, we may never know what illness may strike us. Saying we should value life more is cliched I know but it's the truth right? We really should value life more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;*My Godmother.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10080981-110542244796928025?l=p1nkrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/110542244796928025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10080981&amp;postID=110542244796928025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110542244796928025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10080981/posts/default/110542244796928025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p1nkrocker.blogspot.com/2005/01/from-pink-to-white-and-aqua-of-life.html' title='From Pink to White and Aqua.. 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