<?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-19976204</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:35:30.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being unloved</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-116125840086732416</id><published>2006-10-19T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:46:40.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moved xD</title><content type='html'>Ok, I made a completely public journal at LJ, so that people without LJ can read what's happening in my life.. xDDD&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can comment anonymously if you don't have an LJ.. Just leave your name..^^&lt;br/&gt;If you do have an LJ, feel free to add me.. ^___^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rieka09.livejournal.com"&gt;http://rieka09.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Belated happy birthday Esther&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. Sorry if it's SUPER LATE, but I wasn't able to check this blog for a while now.. *&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-116125840086732416?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/116125840086732416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=116125840086732416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/116125840086732416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/116125840086732416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/10/moved-xd.html' title='moved xD'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115849067738387908</id><published>2006-09-17T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:57:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn..</title><content type='html'>Ok, I seriously have to do my project in Math before Thursday.. O___O;; I thought and somebody told me that the submission's on September 28, so I wasn't really rushing on doing it.. I just found out that the submission is on September 21.. O____O;; *&lt;em&gt;faints&lt;/em&gt;* =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st and 3rd year topics will be given to me by my group mates tomorrow, so I guess I'll cram and finish it tomorrow.. Damn.. X_X;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;u&gt;FEU [JRs] won&lt;/u&gt;, so YAY!! xDDD Oh, I also saw Kim there, and I wanted to smack him for no reason.. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet sucks right now, so I'm like.. GAH~ =_=;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115849067738387908?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115849067738387908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115849067738387908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115849067738387908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115849067738387908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn.html' title='Damn..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115711450640762490</id><published>2006-09-01T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T05:41:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick.. &gt;_&gt;;;</title><content type='html'>I feel so terrible.. I feel so sick.. My head hurts.. My throat hurts.. I have a cold.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like shit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a fever last night, but stayed up &lt;em&gt;'til 4 in the morning&lt;/em&gt;, 'coz I had to finish our gelatin for our demonstration in PE class.. I also did my Math homework at about 2, 'coz I was so tired to do it earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up at 6am, my head hurt so much.. &gt;_&gt;;; I couldn't breathe through my nose, and I couldn't speak properly.. I was &lt;em&gt;planning to just stay at home&lt;/em&gt;, but remembered that we had so many things to do, and my group members are relying on me to bring most of the materials for our Filipino and PE class, so I decided to &lt;u&gt;go to school&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, my head hurt so much and I just felt like sleeping and going home, but I couldn't, and cursed.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I felt terrible the whole day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 of my classmates were absent&lt;/u&gt;.. Via Mae had a fever, Abi had her eye infected&lt;em&gt; or something&lt;/em&gt;, 5 of our varsities went to practice, and the rest.. I dunno.. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rojean and I were sick the whole day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Both of us felt terrible.. Bianca also had a cold.. O_o;; I think we're all getting sick because of our weird weather.. =_=;; It's supposed to be cold right now, but it's hot.. When the sun is up high, the wind is cold.. When the sun isn't too hot, the wind is hot.. &gt;_&gt;;; Argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to go to the game tomorrow, do my homeworks, buy a gift for a friend, then rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sniff&lt;/em&gt;* Ouch.. My head hurts.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to know that I brighten up someone's day just by hearing my voice or seeing me..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115711450640762490?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115711450640762490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115711450640762490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115711450640762490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115711450640762490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-sick.html' title='Still sick.. &gt;_&gt;;;'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115582015701960039</id><published>2006-08-17T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T06:09:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^;;</title><content type='html'>Sorry if I wasn't able to post lately.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD I survived today's tests.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Economics was surprisingly easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. O_o;; Physics was also a bit easy [&lt;u&gt;compared to the quizzes that we had&lt;/u&gt;].. &gt;_&gt;;; On the other hand, Health was a pain.. =_=;; We had no notes of some things that were asked, and we memorized so many things that didn't even show up.. All of us were like, "&lt;u&gt;Huh?? O_o;;&lt;/u&gt;" when the test papers were given to us.. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow's tests are &lt;u&gt;Math and Filipino&lt;/u&gt;.. I know that Math will be &lt;em&gt;easy&lt;/em&gt;, 'coz our teacher already reviewed us, and he said that the test will just be composed of simple questions.. I just hope that he's not lying, 'coz if he is, I'm gonna die.. x_x;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Filipino teacher's a new teacher in our school, so I don't know how she makes her tests.. We'll just see tomorrow.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was able to fix my computer!! 8D YAY!! \o/ Well, not completely.. I still need to burn all of my unburned files *&lt;em&gt;just to be sure&lt;/em&gt;*.. &gt;_&gt;;; I don't want to lose them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gotta review for tomorrow's tests.. 8D I don't want to fail the first quarter.. ^^;; Besides, Bianca wants me to be valedictorian, and I also want to be one, because I want to say a lot of things to all of the students and teachers.. xD [&lt;u&gt;geh~&lt;/u&gt;] I need to work hard for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;is not a big fan of working hard..&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;loves being lazy&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;always procrastinating&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually planned to review earlier, but I.. well.. yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115582015701960039?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115582015701960039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115582015701960039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115582015701960039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115582015701960039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='^^;;'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115523460450077778</id><published>2006-08-10T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T11:30:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ueda!! ;o;</title><content type='html'>Just saw a pic of &lt;u&gt;Ma-chan&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Ino-chan&lt;/u&gt; together.. ;___; I really miss 'em being together.. ;o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched KAT-TUN's first concert [&lt;u&gt;Okyasama KamiSama Concert '02&lt;/u&gt;].. ;o; I really miss Jin calling Kame "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;", and Kame calling Jin "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;".. Nowadays, they just call each other as if they weren't so close before.. ;___; Jin calls Kame "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kamenashi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;", and Kame calls Jin "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akanishi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;".. ;o; I wonder what really happened between those two.. I can't feel the RABU RABU anymore.. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Kame's the person whom Jin cares about the most.. ;___;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and OMG.. I cried when I saw Ueda cry.. ;o; He really reminds me of someone I really really REALLY REALLY LOVE!! After Ueda's talk, Kame went on stage and&lt;em&gt; hugged&lt;/em&gt; Ueda.. He was still crying when Kame and him sang together.. ;___;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kame didn't cry, but he did shed tears, and he tried really hard not to cry.. ;___; Huwaaa.. Koki.. ;o; I simply &lt;u&gt;love Maru&lt;/u&gt;.. xD &lt;333&gt;Jin is always love&lt;/u&gt;.. =3 &lt;em&gt;Taguchi's smile is the best&lt;/em&gt;.. He has the sweetest smile.. ^_^ He's amazing.. You should watch him.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koki looks scary, but the truth is, he's not.. =3 He's actually very kind.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope Ueda continues to smile.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy lately, so I wasn't able to post.. I think I'll be still busy until the end of the month, so I'm not sure if I can post soon.. =_=;; So many things happened.. I'm pretty busy with academic-&lt;em&gt;stuff&lt;/em&gt;.. Argh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115523460450077778?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115523460450077778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115523460450077778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115523460450077778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115523460450077778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/08/ueda-o.html' title='Ueda!! ;o;'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115451864377285914</id><published>2006-08-02T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T04:37:23.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dies two times today!! ;o;</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;2 days to go before the UPCAT&lt;/u&gt;.. xD OMG, I'm getting more and more nervous.. &lt;_&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just died two times today.. x_x;; We had two quizzes [&lt;u&gt;1 written, and 1 practical test&lt;/u&gt;]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Physics, we have two teachers who teach different lessons.. Yesterday, we had a quiz on our lessons with our real Physics teacher, then we had another one today [&lt;u&gt;on our lessons with our other teacher/student teacher&lt;/u&gt;].. I had a hard time with the quiz yesterday, but today's quiz was just so hard.. x_x;; Our quiz was good for 1 hour and 40 minutes.. *&lt;em&gt;i think~&lt;/em&gt;* We had to answer &lt;u&gt;3 out of the 4 numbers&lt;/u&gt;.. There are 4 members per group, and &lt;u&gt;open notes&lt;/u&gt;.. xD xD Our group only had 3 people in it, because Esther was absent.. x_x;; I did all the solving.. *&lt;em&gt;well, Amandeep wrote our final answers on paper&lt;/em&gt;* Even with the open notes-thingy, I still had a REALLY REALLY hard time with everything!! I know I answered some questions correctly, so I'm already okay with it.. xD I was so drained after that quiz.. x_x;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Physics, we had our practical test in PE.. xD We had to run 10 rounds.. O_o;; I don't know how long [&lt;u&gt;distance&lt;/u&gt;] it was, but we just had to run &lt;u&gt;10 times&lt;/u&gt; around the place.. I would've handled it better if we ran outside [on a straight line], but no.. We ran inside, where there were friggin' stairs and many turns, and yeah, every step felt like shit.. We had to complete that in &lt;u&gt;10 minutes&lt;/u&gt;.. We had to ask ma'am for a piece of paper when we already ran 2 rounds.. I was able to run 10 laps, but when I asked Ma'am for a piece of paper, she said that I still needed to run the short distance from there to the classroom, then there.. *&lt;em&gt;dies&lt;/em&gt;* That's why I only had 4 papers.. &lt;em&gt;*cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so stupid to start out fast, so I was already tired when I did my 3rd round.. xD &lt;u&gt;My heart felt like it was going to burst&lt;/u&gt;.. Seriously, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack [&lt;u&gt;I don't even know how it feels to have a heart attack.. xD&lt;/u&gt;] *&lt;em&gt;loses&lt;/em&gt;*.. I walked for a round *&lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;* because the pain was really killing me.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that practical test, we were so tired.. We had this cooling down-thingy, but I wasn't able to participate, because I just had no energy left.. I just wanted to sit down.. I was dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out.. x_x;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sections are so lucky for having their runs outside!! ;o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have another practical test next week, and yeah, I know that it'll be just like that.. Argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, my head hurts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115451864377285914?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115451864377285914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115451864377285914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115451864377285914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115451864377285914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dies-two-times-today-o.html' title='I dies two times today!! ;o;'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115374353299350241</id><published>2006-07-24T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T05:18:53.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooold..</title><content type='html'>I just finished my assignments in &lt;u&gt;English and Economics&lt;/u&gt;.. I don't know what I'm going to do with my Math and Filipino assignments.. x_x;; I know that &lt;em&gt;I'll be dead tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;_&gt;;; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, classes were suspended, because of the &lt;u&gt;SONA&lt;/u&gt;, so we didn't have to go to school today.. YAY!! \o/ I actually watched it, because our teacher might ask us about it.. xD It was the longest SONA ever.. *&lt;em&gt;i think~&lt;/em&gt;* It lasted for an hour.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining right now, and I'm lovin' it, because it's so cold, and cold=great sleep.. Haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we got &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;47/50&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in our dance in PE.. xD YAY!! We were super happy that we even got that score.. Haha!! Only 2 groups in 4th year got that score.. It's the highest score given to 4th year students.. =3 We didn't get to perform during our THE day, but it was still fun, and we got to watch &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fatima's group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s [&lt;u&gt;They got the other 47/50 score&lt;/u&gt;] performace, and I know that they're much better than we are.. xD And &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eric's dance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the end just made my day!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115374353299350241?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115374353299350241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115374353299350241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115374353299350241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115374353299350241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/07/cooold.html' title='Cooold..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115296867521225870</id><published>2006-07-15T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T06:04:35.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geh..~</title><content type='html'>I went to Angela's house today.. We were supposed to practice for our dance on Monday [&lt;u&gt;Our teacher moved it, because we didn't have enough time to practice.. xD&lt;/u&gt;].. I was &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 hours late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, but it was alright because I already knew all the steps.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;* When I arrived there, only Patricio and Gela were there.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;em&gt; Nobody showed up&lt;/em&gt;, after all.. x_x;; We're the only ones who always show up for pratice, and we already know the friggin' steps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of practicing, we just used Gela's PC [&lt;u&gt;Actually, I used it..&lt;/u&gt; xD].. Patricio and Gela danced 2 times, then we ate.. =3 Patricio left at about 4pm.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;* Gela and I didn't know what to do.. She used the computer, and I slept on her couch.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, it was already dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;Hey, what time is it??&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;yawn&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Gela: "&lt;u&gt;6:30..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "O_O;; &lt;u&gt;Wha?.. I gotta go home..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Gela: "&lt;u&gt;Go home at 7..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;Fine..&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;sleeps again&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *&lt;em&gt;wakes up&lt;/em&gt;* "&lt;u&gt;What time is it??&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Gela: "&lt;u&gt;6:50..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;Friggin'..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I just waited.. xD I left there at 7pm.. I rode a taxi, and after a while, his taxi &lt;em&gt;stalled&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;_&gt;;; I had to go to another taxi.. xD Haha.. I ended up taking a tricycle to the highway, and riding a jeep home.. xD Geh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's really going bonkers.. I'm sure of it.. I have to get it fixed.. &gt;_&gt;;; First, I have to burn all the unburned files.. &gt;_&gt;;; GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I love Ueda's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SPARKING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't always update this blog, because I think that anyone hardly reads any of my entries here.. &gt;_&gt;;; *&lt;em&gt;and nothing important really happens in my life&lt;/em&gt;* I update my &lt;a title="[B]Akanishi Jin.. xD" href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt; regularly, though.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="[B]Akanishi Jin.. xD" href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115296867521225870?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115296867521225870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115296867521225870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115296867521225870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115296867521225870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/07/geh.html' title='geh..~'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115269417394986476</id><published>2006-07-12T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:52:59.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>classes suspended.. xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went to school today.. It was raning to hard, and it was so traffic.. &gt;_&gt;;; I arrived there at about 8am.. &lt;u&gt;I was 30 minutes late&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;_&lt;;;&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we did this long seatwork.. xD I managed to finish and submit it on time.. Next is our Economics class.. We all felt sleepy, and almost all of us were sleeping.. xD Then something happened that kind of pissed me off.. Argh~ &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after recess, we went to our Filipino class.. Christopher went out to take a call from his dad.. When he came back, he said that his dad said that classes will be suspended, and we were all so hyper about it.. xD Even our teacher wanted classes to be suspended.. Haha!! Then, we went to out English class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each time our English class starts, we all pray.. I prayed, "&lt;u&gt;Please let classes be suspended..&lt;/u&gt;" Haha!! xD I think many of us prayed that, and our teacher heard some of us say it.. She said that we shouldn't really hope for classes to be suspended.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;* Then, Sir Arnold came in, and announced that classes were finally suspended.. xD All of us jumped and shouted.. Haha!! Our English teacher just smiled, and said, "How ironic.. haha.." =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahihi.. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115269417394986476?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115269417394986476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115269417394986476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115269417394986476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115269417394986476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/07/classes-suspended-xd.html' title='classes suspended.. xD'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115167411680457946</id><published>2006-06-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T06:28:36.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so tired..</title><content type='html'>I didn't get to update yesterday because I was dead tired.. Actually, I'm still tired.. Haha!! There was too much work today.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I separated and wrote the names of all the high school students in our school in four club membership sheets.. I wrote that from &lt;u&gt;7:30am up to 12:20pm&lt;/u&gt;.. O_O;; *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* My hand hurt so much, and I got dizzy because of &lt;u&gt;ALL THE NAMES&lt;/u&gt; and all the &lt;u&gt;MESSY HANDWRITINGS&lt;/u&gt;!! &gt;_&gt;;; I'm just glad that Philip helped me with the second choice, because if I had to do that too, I would have fainted.. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much just got free time during lunch time and during our free play [&lt;u&gt;PE&lt;/u&gt;].. I got to eat with Caren and got to play volleyball with my classmates.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lunch, it was our Physics class.. I had to do my PE assignment and answer the exercises.. O_O &gt;_&gt;;; My hand hurt so much I thought it was going to explode.. &gt;_&gt;;; I finished the exercises and the assignment.. Next was PE class.. Our teacher collected our papers, and I submitted my PE notebook.. Our teacher said that I should rip it.. O_o;; I asked why and she said that she told us to put it in a whole sheet of pad paper, but she would still accept it if it's ripped from my notebook *&lt;em&gt;or wherever I might have written it&lt;/em&gt;*.. Unfortunately, all my notes are also in that page.. O_O;; I had to write the assignment ALL OVER AGAIN!! *&lt;em&gt;on the other page, of course&lt;/em&gt;* I was writing non-stop.. O_O;; I got to finish it and submit it, then I played volleyball.. xD haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PE, we had the club meetings and club officers election.. We, the &lt;u&gt;SSC members&lt;/u&gt;, can't have any clubs.. We'll use the club meetings time to have our own meetings.. xD I also had to write for the minutes of the meeting.. After 45 minutes of listening, suggesting, and writing, I had to excuse myself to get the list of officers from the 5 clubs.. It turned out that the &lt;u&gt;MATH and SCIENCE CLUB&lt;/u&gt; had TOO MUCH members, so they split the club into two: &lt;u&gt;The MATH CLUB&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;The SCIENCE CLUB&lt;/u&gt;.. xD Unfortunately, only the Writers' Guild was finished with the election, and I had to actually shout to get the MATH CLUB members' attention.. They couldn't go on with the election because there was too much noise.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to run back and forth to check up on all the clubs.. *&lt;em&gt;and the club rooms were far from each other, so I was dead tired&lt;/em&gt;*.. x_x;; When I thought that my job was over, Sir Arnold told me to print the list of officers with the signature of their advisers.. I went out to get the names of the club advisers.. I actually ran, because the teachers were already preparing to leave *&lt;em&gt;it was already dismissal&lt;/em&gt;*.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was super duper tiring, but I have to admit that I had fun.. xD I saw the SSC members working with reach other, and I'm happy with that.. I want this to continue as it is.. OMG.. I think this year would be SO MUCH BETTER than the last one.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. I just remembered.. Yesterday, a guy talked to me, and KNEW my name!! O_O;;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me, "&lt;u&gt;You're name is LUKE, right??&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. O_O;; "H&lt;u&gt;uh? Uhh.. yeah..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "&lt;u&gt;You remember me??&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;I totally DON'T remember him!!&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;Uhhh.. no..&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;shakes head&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Him: "&lt;u&gt;Do you have a cell phone?? What's your number??&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;Huh?? Uhh.. my parents took it..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "&lt;u&gt;Ohh.. why??&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;u&gt;I.. dunno..&lt;/u&gt;" O__O;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;;; &lt;_&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and our cooking was actually a success, but my teacher said that it tasted awful, so I panicked and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;shouted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but she calmed me down and said that she was joking and that it tasted great.. hahaha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I think my computer's going bonkers.. I need to &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;BURN EVERYTHING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. argh~ I DON'T want to LOSE FILES!! nooooooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115167411680457946?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115167411680457946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115167411680457946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115167411680457946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115167411680457946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-tired.html' title='so tired..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115116750636058811</id><published>2006-06-24T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:02:40.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xD~</title><content type='html'>i'm seeing a lot of &lt;u&gt;Uruha scans&lt;/u&gt;, and i'm tearing up.. DAMN.. it's 'coz i can't squeal *&lt;em&gt;because my bro's like.. beside me*&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! xD *&lt;em&gt;YEAH, i tear up when i can't scream when i want to scream&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my links are like.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;OVERFLOWING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. O_O;; xD yeah, it's 'coz i found some great sites, and i don't want to forget about them.. ;o; besides, i also want people to know about those sites, so i'm pimping 'em.. xD ahihi..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;URUHA PWNS me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! xD friggin' &lt;u&gt;thighs&lt;/u&gt; made me faint.. and squeal.. and you know.. i just went bonkers.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have to SAVE UP money.. 'coz i so want to pre-order the &lt;u&gt;Standing Live Tour 2006 [Nameless Liberty. Six Guns...] - tour final Limited edition&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Gackt Greatest Filmography 1999-2006 -Red-&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;Gackt Greatest Filmography 1999-2006 -Blue-&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;breathing heavily&lt;/em&gt;* Seriously, I gotta HAVE those.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.. I have to SAVE &lt;u&gt;A LOT&lt;/u&gt; of money.. Anyone wanna give me some?? haha!! xD *&lt;em&gt;yeah, right..&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm DLing &lt;u&gt;Heisei banka&lt;/u&gt; right now.. WOOHOO!! yay for Maria-chan!! xD \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and join &lt;a title="Gackt's Realm Forum" href="http://gacktsrealm.proboards104.com" target="TOP"&gt;Gackt's Realm&lt;/a&gt;!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG.. YOU-kun is gorgeous!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/tehyoulove.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="YOU is friggin' gorgeous!!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/tehyoulove.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ENOUGH of my &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;FANGIRLING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115116750636058811?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115116750636058811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115116750636058811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115116750636058811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115116750636058811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/xd.html' title='xD~'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115106449878499097</id><published>2006-06-23T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:08:18.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shout \m_ YES!!</title><content type='html'>We had our campaign and election today.. I kind of just &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;blabbered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; some stuff in front of all the candidates, the class officers, and Sir Arnold.. No, really, &lt;em&gt;it sucked&lt;/em&gt;.. =_=;; I was so nervous when I did my speech.. I was trembling all over.. &lt;u&gt;I forgot some of my lines&lt;/u&gt;, laughed, and smile.. *&lt;em&gt;argh~ whatever&lt;/em&gt;* Some students laughed and pointed at me.. x_x;; I just ignored them and continued.. *&lt;em&gt;breathing heavily&lt;/em&gt;* When I asked them, "&lt;u&gt;Do you want FEU-FERN to be better??&lt;/u&gt;" The people at the &lt;u&gt;HAPPY party&lt;/u&gt; *&lt;em&gt;or at least some of them&lt;/em&gt;* said, "&lt;u&gt;Nooooooo&lt;/u&gt;," and it really pissed me off.. No, really, I was pissed.. BIG TIME pissed.. x_x;; I couldn't control my temper, and I shouted, "&lt;u&gt;Why are you running as officers if you don't want FEU-FERN to be better?!?!&lt;/u&gt;" @_@;; I was angry!! Damn.. T_T *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* Then everyone fell silent.. I suck.. huwaaa.. *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the election, I played volleyball with some of my friends.. I hit the ball hard..  It went to the roof.. =_=;; We have to access to that roof, so I have to replace the ball.. T_T;; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUCKS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; No, really.. it does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After classes, at 4:00pm, at Sir Arnold's room, we counted the votes.. At first, Diane [one of my opponents *&lt;em&gt;or something&lt;/em&gt;*] and I were neck to neck.. xD I seriously thought that I was going to lose.. Haha!! No, really, I did.. The first paper stated that the voter voted straight for &lt;u&gt;YES&lt;/u&gt; [our party] except for the secretary position.. xD That person voted for Diane.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the counting lasted for an hour or so.. and everyone on our party won.. xD So, right now, &lt;u&gt;I'm officially the secretary of our Supreme Student Council&lt;/u&gt;.. Ya-huh.. YES won.. Straight.. and Philip [&lt;u&gt;our president&lt;/u&gt;] was so happy.. xD He said that I have to build a website for our SSC, and he said that it needs to be FLASH!! O_o;; I'm like.. "&lt;u&gt;I don't even know how..&lt;/u&gt;" But he said, "&lt;u&gt;Just do it! I know you can do it!&lt;/u&gt;" What the hell.. xD I am so going to ask someone to make it.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually already pissed even before the friggin' election.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* And yeah, I like saying "No, really" right now.. *&lt;em&gt;breathing heavily&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and OMG.. YOU looks great!! Kyaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the secretary of the SSC, Sir Arnold already gave me work.. O_o;; What the hell.. I'm like the only who has work.. Haha!! Oh well.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thank you, &lt;u&gt;Ube&lt;/u&gt;, for helping me with my speech.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115106449878499097?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115106449878499097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115106449878499097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115106449878499097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115106449878499097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/shout-m-yes.html' title='shout \m_ YES!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-115021116882664990</id><published>2006-06-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:06:08.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?? wha?? O_o;;</title><content type='html'>So it's true.. Sitting at the back means &lt;u&gt;MORE distractions&lt;/u&gt;.. =_=;; During THE class, I couldn't listen to the discussion AT ALL!! And the teacher couldn't hear me.. O_O;; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myrene kept on talking to me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! xD But I was actually&lt;em&gt; a bit happy&lt;/em&gt; about that, 'coz before, there were about 6 or 7 people whom I could talk to in our class.. I'm glad that we can talk to each other as friends.. *&lt;em&gt;or something&lt;/em&gt;* ^_~v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really.. &lt;u&gt;I WANT TO FREAKIN' TRANSFER TO THE OTHER SECTION!!&lt;/u&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Notable rocks mehn&lt;/em&gt;*.. &gt;_&gt;;; My friends are there.. ;o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many assignments.. &gt;_&lt;;; The teachers are insane for giving us all those assignments.. &gt;_&gt;;; WTH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I also got my picture last night, and I don't hate it, but I don't like it either.. I swear, I do everything wrong.. =_=;; I bought the wrong plastic covers yesterday.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we also have twins in our section!! xD *&lt;u&gt;randomness&lt;/u&gt;* Their names are &lt;u&gt;Nevil &lt;/u&gt;and &lt;u&gt;David&lt;/u&gt;.. well, those are just their English names.. They're from Korea, and the truth is, I don't even know what their real names are.. O_O;; *&lt;em&gt;bonks self&lt;/em&gt;* BAAAD CLASSMATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm drifting away from my family.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I guess we just don't spend time together that much.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;* Well, they all brought us up to be independent and such, but.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just finished reading Hana Kimi.. *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* and this song once again.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have to do my assignments.. &gt;_&lt;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-115021116882664990?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/115021116882664990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=115021116882664990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115021116882664990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/115021116882664990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/huh-wha-oo.html' title='huh?? wha?? O_o;;'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114960863893170238</id><published>2006-06-06T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T02:19:58.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so so..</title><content type='html'>well, fortunately, the first day of classes wasn't as bad as i expected it to be.. the good thing is i still have &lt;u&gt;rojean&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;patricio&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;angela&lt;/u&gt; as my classmates..^^ well, at least rojean and patricio can appreciate and accept &lt;u&gt;Jrock/Jpop&lt;/u&gt;.. i can also talk to angela about other things.. xD *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;christine and raquel are not my classmates anymore&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;which &lt;u&gt;SUCKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! D: they are the two people whom i can talk freely about everything.. and.. &lt;u&gt;christine likes YOU-kun&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class has to be the &lt;u&gt;most BORING class in 4th year&lt;/u&gt;.. only Jep makes us laugh.. =_= i really hate my section.. O_o;; i can't take the other people.. there are 5 varsities in our class who are UBER confident and boastful.. i really &lt;u&gt;hate them&lt;/u&gt;.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. we had our orientation, and it was so HOT.. O_o;; we were at the rooftop for like.. an hour or so.. &gt;_&gt;;; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was super duper really hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. O__O;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are also new teachers.. one of them is kind of "&lt;em&gt;masungit&lt;/em&gt;" and "&lt;em&gt;mataray&lt;/em&gt;".. well, it's alright.. xD it's not like it's the first time i've encountered such a person.. i am one myself.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really HATE my adviser, but &lt;u&gt;i DON'T LIKE him&lt;/u&gt;, either.. he's &lt;u&gt;too boastful&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;too thick-skinned&lt;/u&gt;.. he &lt;u&gt;brags about everything&lt;/u&gt;.. he even &lt;u&gt;insults students&lt;/u&gt;!! ~_~;; oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, over-all *&lt;em&gt;and as i've said&lt;/em&gt;*, it wasn't &lt;u&gt;AS BAD&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;as i thought it would be&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and philip and edo are also in our class.. i guess that's a good thing.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, &lt;u&gt;happy birthday tula-chan&lt;/u&gt;!! ^_^ xD \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;happy birthday abi&lt;/u&gt;.. ^_^ *&lt;em&gt;it's also my classmate's birthday today.. i don't think that she would be able to read this, but.. i just want to greet her..&lt;/em&gt;* xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114960863893170238?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114960863893170238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114960863893170238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114960863893170238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114960863893170238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-so.html' title='so so..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114945378477518016</id><published>2006-06-04T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:43:04.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 hours and 25 minutes to go..</title><content type='html'>school is going to start tomorrow, and i haven't even gotten started preparing for the new school year.. i still have &lt;u&gt;no notebooks&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;no decent uniform&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;no school stuff&lt;/u&gt;.. i haven't even covered my books yet.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want the school year to start!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to see &lt;u&gt;those GUYS&lt;/u&gt;.. O______O;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i woke up at 2:30am.. O_o;; i still have to get back to my normal time sched.. &gt;_&gt;;; this sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;maybe i should skip the first day of classes&lt;/em&gt;* haha!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114945378477518016?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114945378477518016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114945378477518016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114945378477518016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114945378477518016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/26-hours-and-25-minutes-to-go.html' title='26 hours and 25 minutes to go..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114927353849890100</id><published>2006-06-02T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:52:16.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reila..</title><content type='html'>I finally got enrolled.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already bought my books, but i still have to buy uniform or have it tailor-made.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad that i finally got to finish the song and record it.. *&lt;em&gt;it still needs a lot of work&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;u&gt;i have to record it again&lt;/u&gt;.. &gt;_&gt;;; *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really &lt;u&gt;NOT looking forward to the new school year&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* i know that it'll just be as crappy and shitty as last year.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe crappier and shittier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw some of my "&lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;" earlier.. only 1 of them actually greeted me.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think that &lt;u&gt;people in our school are just befriending me because of my high grades&lt;/u&gt;.. because they want to &lt;em&gt;copy my answers&lt;/em&gt;.. they want my HELP.. and of course, being the &lt;em&gt;oh-so-good-person&lt;/em&gt; that i am, i always tend to give them all they want.. maybe it is &lt;u&gt;MY fault&lt;/u&gt; that it became like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming school year, i'll only &lt;u&gt;WORK for myself&lt;/u&gt;.. i will only HELP them if they REALLY need help.. *&lt;em&gt;'coz sometimes they're just &lt;u&gt;TOO LAZY&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;TOO DEPENDENT&lt;/u&gt; to do something SO EASY&lt;/em&gt;* and i've reached my limit.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year, &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;two&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;maybe three or more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of my friends would &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be my friend anymore.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* it's such a sad thing.. sometimes, i wish that i'm NOT me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i'm getting sleepy.. *&lt;em&gt;an hour of sleep is NOT enough&lt;/em&gt;* O_O;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;u&gt;kind of cold right now&lt;/u&gt; because of the previous rain.. that makes me happy.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had no lights earlier, 'coz of the thunder storm.. &gt;_&gt;;; but it was fine, 'coz it was still cold.. xD but&lt;u&gt; i hate blackouts&lt;/u&gt;, 'coz &lt;u&gt;i hate the dark&lt;/u&gt;, and i'm &lt;u&gt;scared&lt;/u&gt; of.. *&lt;em&gt;cough&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;u&gt;ghosts&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so crying because of &lt;a href="http://chantrea-johari.livejournal.com/63247.html" target="TOP"&gt;The Danger of a Secret&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;u&gt;ch12&lt;/u&gt;].. a fic written by &lt;a href="http://chantrea-johari.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;chantrea_johari&lt;/a&gt;.. ;o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope people would comment on the song.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I'm happy people liked it.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Please comment on the song &lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com/14705.html" target="TOP"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.. Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn.. I love &lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=C56CF89A36E07122" target="TOP"&gt;Reila&lt;/a&gt;.. *got addicted to it* O_o;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114927353849890100?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114927353849890100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114927353849890100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114927353849890100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114927353849890100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/reila.html' title='Reila..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114919509238257194</id><published>2006-06-01T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:54:37.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird..</title><content type='html'>i should've posted this yesterday.. but i was so lazy.. xD kyahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this very weird dream.. O_o;; *haha!! i finally remembered one after a VERY LONG time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at around &lt;u&gt;7:15pm&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i was in front of a white table, sitting on my bed, &lt;em&gt;holding a syringe in my hand&lt;/em&gt;.. i grabbed a fat sponge and injected the syringe in it.. i don't know why, but i said that i did something wrong, so i pulled it out again.. then, i injected it back in again and pressed.. the sponge became color something.. *&lt;u&gt;i can't remember&lt;/u&gt; O_o;;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my aunt whom i have a fight with right now, told me that i did something wrong again.. i snorted, and she said, "&lt;u&gt;you have to do it correctly!!&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i was suddenly in front of my computer.. O_o;; my aunt was on the couch, talking to her boyfriend.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was so annoyed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, 'coz she was so noisy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a bulletin post of my sister on friendster.. and then, i read, "&lt;u&gt;you can use whatever quote you want..&lt;/u&gt;" then, this &lt;em&gt;bucket of papers filled with quotes appeared&lt;/em&gt; in front of my computer.. O_o;; the fan was blowing so hard, so it made almost all of the papers fly away.. then, greeting cards *or something like that* was suddenly stuck all over my computer table.. O__O;; and they were also flying around.. i was trying hard not to let them fly away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind got stronger and stronger.. then, there was a twister.. up until that point, everything seemed so real.. but when that twister struck, i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;WTF?!&lt;/u&gt; O_o;;" i could wake myself up.. i could open my eyes and end the dream, but i wanted to see what'll happen.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i gave up and just opened my eyes.. *&lt;u&gt;i was getting dizzy&lt;/u&gt;* i was still dizzy when i woke up.. it's like i was spinning.. O_o;; then, i finally stopped spinning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sighed, then my dad called me.. he said there was a phone call for me.. i looked at the clock, and it read.. "&lt;u&gt;7:30pm&lt;/u&gt;" .___.;; *&lt;em&gt;15 minutes of sleep&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. and i finished the song!! *&lt;em&gt;with the help of my &lt;a href="http://kahxl.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* xD kya~&lt;br /&gt;but we're having trouble recording it.. O_o;; guh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still a bit sleepy.. *&lt;em&gt;yawn&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE MORE THING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You-kun STOPPED SMOKING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;u&gt;since Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;]!! YAY!! *&lt;em&gt;jumps all around the room and throws confetti&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i bet Gackt has something to do with it.. hmm.. well, &lt;u&gt;i stopped smoking, 'coz of Gackt&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;shrugs&lt;/em&gt;* xD he has a good influence on everyone around him.. *&lt;em&gt;or something like that&lt;/em&gt;* as &lt;u&gt;MINAKO-chan&lt;/u&gt; said.. =3 xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;AKIKO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;gacktyougirl&lt;/u&gt;] for translating &lt;em&gt;You-kun's diary&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;check out YOU-kun's newly opened OFFICIAL WEBSITE.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.you-robots.com/"&gt;http://www.you-robots.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&gt;.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114919509238257194?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114919509238257194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114919509238257194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114919509238257194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114919509238257194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird.html' title='weird..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114865799132730487</id><published>2006-05-26T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:42:22.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohoho.. xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ok, my sister and i decided to have pizza tonight, 'coz she also agrees with the &lt;u&gt;IT SUCKS WHEN MY BROTHER'S FRIENDS ARE HERE&lt;/u&gt;-thingy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister called Shakey's, then the person at the other line asked for our phone number, asked for her name, and she said, "&lt;u&gt;Luke Granada&lt;/u&gt;".. that's &lt;em&gt;my name&lt;/em&gt;.. xD i always ordered the pizza before.. it just so happened that i was lazy and didn't want to leave my seat..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, people really thought that i'm a guy when they first hear my name.. well, &lt;u&gt;it IS a boy's name&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;shrug&lt;/em&gt;s* i wonder what my parents were thinking when they decided that &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LUKE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; would be my name.. O_o;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister said, "&lt;u&gt;it's MISS..&lt;/u&gt;" and i was like, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;they asked that again?!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" so, i said, "&lt;u&gt;I'm a girl and I'm not gay, ok?&lt;/u&gt;" i know that the person at the other line heard me.. i just don't want people to ask again and again if it's MISS or MISTER.. they ask every time i call..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister hung up after telling the person the order, then said to me, "&lt;u&gt;You know.. that person is GAY.. and you just had to say that you're not GAY!!&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;NO WAY..&lt;/u&gt;" O_o;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha!! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, and if you wanna know more about the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;IT SUCKS WHEN MY BROTHER'S FRIENDS ARE HERE-thingy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, check out &lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com/13002.html" target="TOP"&gt;my LJ&lt;/a&gt;.. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114865799132730487?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114865799132730487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114865799132730487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114865799132730487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114865799132730487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/ohoho-xd.html' title='ohoho.. xD'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114832906175836813</id><published>2006-05-22T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:17:41.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>retards.. argh!!!~ &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i read this &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/kattunlove/417037.html" target="TOP"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; and this &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/kattunlove/415616.html" target="TOP"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;.. i'm &lt;u&gt;MAD &lt;/u&gt;right now.. 'coz that's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUST WRONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;really.. &lt;u&gt;this makes me sick&lt;/u&gt;.. PEOPLE can be plain &lt;u&gt;MEAN&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;BAD&lt;/u&gt;.. grrr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why can't they just be &lt;u&gt;SUPPORTIVE&lt;/u&gt;?! *&lt;em&gt;yeah, right&lt;/em&gt;.. they call "&lt;u&gt;breaking NINO's thumb&lt;/u&gt; supportive?!* and &lt;u&gt;they called AIBA stupid&lt;/u&gt;??! O___O;; and then, there are those &lt;u&gt;things that they did to KAME&lt;/u&gt;.. that just &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;makes my BLOOD BOIL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't know why they do it.. i thought&lt;em&gt; they're fans&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;FANS&lt;/u&gt; are supposed to be &lt;u&gt;SUPPORTIVE&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not DESTRUCTIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *or something*.. we're like their&lt;em&gt; back-up&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;u&gt;ones who would cheer them up&lt;/u&gt; when they're DOWN.. but then there are&lt;em&gt; THOSE PEOPLE&lt;/em&gt; who does &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt;!! it's just.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLAIN WRONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wonder what i can do to change something like this.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* i just hope that i &lt;u&gt;CAN&lt;/u&gt; help..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114832906175836813?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114832906175836813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114832906175836813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114832906175836813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114832906175836813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/retards-argh.html' title='retards.. argh!!!~ &gt;:('/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114805078456610786</id><published>2006-05-19T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:01:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deym..</title><content type='html'>OMG.. i woke up &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUPER DUPER LATE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today.. O_o;; *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* =_= i had like.. &lt;u&gt;15 minutes&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;u&gt;prepare and go&lt;/u&gt; to my class.. &gt;_&gt;;; anyway, i still made it in time, 'coz the test started a bit late.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our &lt;u&gt;ACET Mock Exam&lt;/u&gt; today.. i am so &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;GLAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that my&lt;em&gt; summer review classes are finished&lt;/em&gt;!! woohoo!! *&lt;em&gt;jumps around the room and throws confetti&lt;/em&gt;* well, almost.. we still have to check our exam and discuss it tomorrow.. =3 xD ahihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i put up a &lt;u&gt;question-thingy&lt;/u&gt; in my LJ.. so, if you wanna answer it, just go &lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com/11234.html" target="TOP"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.. ^_^ If you answer it, I'll give you a banner.. =3 you have until Sunday to answer it.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and comments are screened, so no one can cheat.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114805078456610786?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114805078456610786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114805078456610786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114805078456610786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114805078456610786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/deym.html' title='deym..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114770235116909178</id><published>2006-05-15T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:12:31.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my head hurts..</title><content type='html'>this morning when i woke up, &lt;u&gt;my head hurt like hell&lt;/u&gt;.. &gt;_&gt;;; gah~ i couldn't take the pain and i was thinking of not going to class, but i had to.. so, i did.. i took our &lt;u&gt;2 quizzes with a freakin' headache&lt;/u&gt;.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!! got a perfect score on our &lt;u&gt;statistics/probability&lt;/u&gt; quiz!! *&lt;em&gt;dances all around and throws confetti&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD and i got &lt;u&gt;50/60&lt;/u&gt; in our abstract reasoning.. and yeah, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SUCK at TRIGONOMETRY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. T_T i so need to study more.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm really happy that &lt;u&gt;i got that perfect score&lt;/u&gt;.. that gave me a boost.. woohoo!! even if statistics/probability is easy, it's ok.. i was the&lt;em&gt; only one who got a perfect score&lt;/em&gt;, so what the heck.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my head still hurts.. =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114770235116909178?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114770235116909178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114770235116909178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114770235116909178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114770235116909178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-head-hurts.html' title='my head hurts..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114710387090497552</id><published>2006-05-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:57:50.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's official..</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;CHEMISTRY&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;MATH&lt;/u&gt; sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe &lt;u&gt;i just do&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, check out my LJ.. xD i don't put RANTS in here.. so if you really want to know what's going on in my life, go there.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com"&gt;http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WARNING&lt;/u&gt;: it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;full of Gacktoliciousness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114710387090497552?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114710387090497552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114710387090497552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114710387090497552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114710387090497552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-official.html' title='it&apos;s official..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114654828710429660</id><published>2006-05-01T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:40:49.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my dog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, i went to my &lt;u&gt;summer review classes&lt;/u&gt; today.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;when i was in an FX, going to FCM, i took a nap.. i've taken naps before, and woke up just before arriving at FCM, so i wasn't worried at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just so happened that i just had about &lt;em&gt;45 minutes of sleep,&lt;/em&gt; and my body needed more rest.. &gt;_&lt;;; when i woke up, the FX was at a wide road.. FCM wasn't located in a wide road.. i surveyed the surroundings more to know where i was.. suddenly, the FX turned right, and i thought, "&lt;u&gt;FUCK, this is the way to SM Fairview.. DAMMIT!! i missed my STOP!!&lt;/u&gt; O_o.." i immediately signaled the driver to stop.. i stepped out of the FX and crossed the road.. "&lt;u&gt;DAMN, i'm gonna be late&lt;/u&gt;," i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i signaled a jeep to stop.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* "&lt;u&gt;DAMMIT.. DAMMIT.. DAMMIT&lt;/u&gt;," i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i managed to go to school and not be late..*&lt;em&gt;phew&lt;/em&gt;* i made it in time.. &lt;u&gt;YAY for ME&lt;/u&gt;!! *&lt;em&gt;dances and jumps&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we had a long test.. reading comprehension.. oh well, i like it more than math.. gah~ we were given 70 minutes for the 70-item test.. i finished it 8 minutes before the time.. YAY for me!! and i got.. &lt;u&gt;52 out of 70&lt;/u&gt;.. xD [&lt;u&gt;i was the 2nd highest.. our highest was 53&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;People called Masai enjoy drinking cow's blood. Orientals like their puppies stir-fried. Upper-class Aztec ate roasted dog, while Chinese of the Chou Dynasty like rat.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was written in our test.. haha!! xD *&lt;em&gt;hides &lt;u&gt;Pilsen&lt;/u&gt; [my dog] from Orientals and Upper-class Aztecs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was going home, i took another nap.. i usually wake up just before my stop, so i wasn't worried at all *&lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;*.. guess what??&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;i MISSED by STOP.. again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! xD haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;whistles&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, I watched &lt;u&gt;NANA Live Action Movie&lt;/u&gt; yesterday.. xD you can check out some screenies at my LJ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here’s the link:: &lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;LhuKhE ~ Live Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's &lt;u&gt;HIDE&lt;/u&gt;-sama's death anniversary today.. *&lt;em&gt;prays&lt;/em&gt;* may his soul continue to rest in peace..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114654828710429660?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114654828710429660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114654828710429660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114654828710429660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114654828710429660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-my-dog.html' title='i love my dog..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114595155538574416</id><published>2006-04-25T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:52:35.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another day..</title><content type='html'>and yes.. i still feel like &lt;u&gt;CRAP&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;.. i don't know why i feel this way.. but it's like i'm going to &lt;u&gt;puke&lt;/u&gt;, and&lt;em&gt; i'm all dizzy&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; argh~ x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i went to &lt;u&gt;HOPE CHRISTIAN&lt;/u&gt; again.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* i went earlier, 'coz i didn't want to be late.. T_T damn it.. i met this girl.. her name's &lt;u&gt;jennifer&lt;/u&gt;..^^ she was nice.. xD then, &lt;u&gt;catherine&lt;/u&gt; came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reviewed &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ENGLISH I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today.. about grammar, its uses, and mechanics.. =3 the teacher [&lt;u&gt;ma’am alice&lt;/u&gt;] looks like&lt;em&gt; ma'am corinna&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;i miss her..&lt;/u&gt;] xD her posture's like ma'am corinna's, her way of talking, face expressions.. and also her body.. *&lt;em&gt;whistle&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we had 2 tests.. 50-item each.. so, 100 items all in all.. xD just a few of us passed.. i had &lt;u&gt;67/100&lt;/u&gt;.. and yeah, i was one of those people who passed.. thank goodness.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh of relief&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i feel terrible&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. i feel like i'm really going to puke.. i have to rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my song's finished.. xD gotta record it.. ^_^ nyan~ =3 bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114595155538574416?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114595155538574416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114595155538574416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114595155538574416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114595155538574416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-day.html' title='another day..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114595078013181920</id><published>2006-04-25T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:51:20.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the torture begins..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TORTURE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday morning, i went to HOPE CHRISTIAN ACADEMY for the review.. xD and yes, it's official.. getting there is a &lt;u&gt;PAIN IN THE ASS&lt;/u&gt;.. i have to travel &lt;u&gt;an HOUR just to go there&lt;/u&gt;, and about &lt;u&gt;another HOUR&lt;/u&gt; to go home.. O_o;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had our &lt;u&gt;DIAGNOSTIC EXAM&lt;/u&gt; today.. and yes,&lt;em&gt; it was hard&lt;/em&gt;.. =_= all of us [&lt;u&gt;students from FEU-FERN&lt;/u&gt;] had a hard time answering it.. &gt;_&lt;;; oh right.. caren, abi, gacy, sam, mico, via mae, and gil are also there.. =3 [&lt;u&gt;i decided to have my review there, 'coz i know some people who will go there&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we already have an assignment.. due on thursday.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* i'm &lt;u&gt;gonna be dead&lt;/u&gt; before this review ends..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wrote &lt;u&gt;gackt&lt;/u&gt;'s name on one of my scratch papers for&lt;em&gt; inspiration&lt;/em&gt;.. xD nyan~ =3 it helped, a LOT.. haha!! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114595078013181920?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114595078013181920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114595078013181920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114595078013181920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114595078013181920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/torture-begins.html' title='the torture begins..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114579119143334757</id><published>2006-04-23T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T05:21:49.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>i just listened to all the songs of &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAITH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;hyde's new album&lt;/u&gt;], and yes, &lt;u&gt;i loved it very much&lt;/u&gt;!! xD i love the thing that he did with &lt;em&gt;the music&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;the lyrics&lt;/em&gt;.. damn, i love this album!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said, "&lt;u&gt;it takes someone not part of the faith to be able to go into that deep a study into it..&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i agree.. 'coz if you already have &lt;u&gt;FAITH&lt;/u&gt;, you won't question anymore, therefore, you &lt;em&gt;won't know anything&lt;/em&gt; more than what you are told.. right?? [&lt;u&gt;hey, i have my own opinion on things, so don't FLAME!!&lt;/u&gt;] they won't also be completely biased toward their own religion and against others.. xD [&lt;u&gt;i'm not saying that all people who question God know a lot more than those people who have FAITH in Him.. i'm just saying that there are SOME who are like that..&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyde is an atheist [&lt;u&gt;yeah, and i salute him for that, for being &lt;em&gt;SO TRUE TO HIMSELF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;what people do in the name of religion at times are just... completely immoral, but there are those who are so blinded by their beliefs in themselves that they just don't see it..&lt;/u&gt;" ~&lt;em&gt;freakyne55&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have our &lt;u&gt;own opinions&lt;/u&gt;, and for me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;HYDE did a great job&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. there were a lot of messages.. you just have to &lt;u&gt;dig deeper&lt;/u&gt; into the songs, and&lt;em&gt; feel it&lt;/em&gt;.. the&lt;em&gt; power of faith&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;JESUS CHRIST&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;questioning science&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;DOLLY&lt;/u&gt;, interpreting &lt;em&gt;Jesus' message of sacrificing his life for us&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;FAITH&lt;/u&gt;, his &lt;em&gt;constant plea to have us awaken to peace&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;MISSION&lt;/u&gt;, and then question &lt;em&gt;why God lets his own creation&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;that's us&lt;/u&gt;] &lt;em&gt;destroy each other&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;IT'S SAD&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a &lt;u&gt;remarkable album&lt;/u&gt;.. i respect this man so much [&lt;u&gt;like i respect Gackt&lt;/u&gt;].. they're both great artists, and damn, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i just love them&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's been a lot of people accusing Hyde of mocking religion and even the English language because of this album.. that's not to say you are, just asking if Hyde had gone Christian set off a bit of a spark - there are other people who really pissed us off due to their idiocy..&lt;/u&gt;" ~&lt;em&gt;kurarisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;LISTEN TO THE LYRICS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;u&gt;read the lyrics if you can't understand&lt;/u&gt;] and &lt;u&gt;READ SOME INTERVIEWS&lt;/u&gt; if you can, before judging this &lt;em&gt;amazing album&lt;/em&gt;.. xD &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;understand it first,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and then say what you really think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard the music, i was stunned.. it's amazing.. but when i heard/read the lyrics, that's when everything hit me.. [&lt;u&gt;yeah, yeah.. it was a little bit hard to make out what he's saying, so i needed lyrics.. get off my back..&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, here's the album cover.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/cover.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="99" alt="HYDE.. FAITH" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/cover.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the album..&lt;u&gt; it's great&lt;/u&gt;!! if you want me to upload some stuff, just tell me through my shout box.. i'll upload as soon as i can.. nyan~ =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the track list.. *&lt;u&gt;request 1 song at a time&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;delete within 24-48 hours&lt;/u&gt;.. xD =3 please??* if you love it [the songs, i mean], &lt;u&gt;BUY THE ALBUM&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;SUPPORT HYDE&lt;/u&gt;!! weeeee.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LET'S SUPPOERT HYDE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! *&lt;em&gt;jumps&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;2. Countdown&lt;br /&gt;3. Made in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;4. I Can Feel&lt;br /&gt;5. Seasons Call&lt;br /&gt;6. Faith&lt;br /&gt;7. Dolly&lt;br /&gt;8. Perfect Moment&lt;br /&gt;9. Mission&lt;br /&gt;10. It's Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the album's review and songs' review [&lt;u&gt;rundown&lt;/u&gt;], &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/_hydeist/298503.html" target="TOP"&gt;CLICK THIS&lt;/a&gt;.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*credits to: &lt;a href="http://kurarisa.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;kurarisa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iamapinkspider.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;imapinkspider&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://freakyne55.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;freakyne55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can buy this album at &lt;a href="http://www.cdjapan.co.jp" target="TOP"&gt;CD Japan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.yesasia.com" target="TOP"&gt;Yes Asia&lt;/a&gt;, and other online stores.. ^_^ [other stores, too]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114579119143334757?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114579119143334757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114579119143334757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114579119143334757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114579119143334757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114571603390709594</id><published>2006-04-22T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T07:27:13.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scared the HELL out of me</title><content type='html'>i just watched the &lt;u&gt;ILLUMINATI VIDEO&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; and until now, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;it still freaks me out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;_&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i watched it, i was like.. literally.. O.O;; then o_&lt;;; then &gt;_&lt;;; then x_x.. hell, i &lt;u&gt;nearly died&lt;/u&gt;.. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought i was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;perverted little beech&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; it really freaked me out.. and scared the crap out of me.. -_- *&lt;em&gt;breathing heavily&lt;/em&gt;* it's &lt;u&gt;SICK&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;totally SICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;they approved this kind of video and really showed it on air?!?!&lt;/u&gt;" DAMN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were &lt;u&gt;naked girls&lt;/u&gt; all around.. Yes, there was &lt;em&gt;Gackt tied on a chair&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes, &lt;u&gt;Mana, Kozi, Yuki and Kami are also tied on a chair&lt;/u&gt;.. Yes, &lt;em&gt;there was SEX&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes, &lt;em&gt;there were knives&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes, there was &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;blood&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes, there were women in a tub with someone doing &lt;u&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/u&gt; to them.. O_o;; Yes, Mana was being &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;seduced&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by a woman.. O_o;; Yes, those were &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;real women&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes, all the women were all &lt;u&gt;COMPLETELY NAKED&lt;/u&gt;.. Yes, there were posters of naked women on some walls.. Yes, there were &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOTS of NAKED women&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;_&lt;;; Yes, there were &lt;u&gt;chains&lt;/u&gt;.. Yes, there were a number of women swooning over Gackt.. O_o;; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH GAWD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! I'm going to &lt;u&gt;die&lt;/u&gt;.. SOON.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were killings.. Yes, there was Mana under a woman.. O_o;; Yes, Kami was enjoying himself.. Oh damn.. O_o;; Yes, &lt;u&gt;HE was on top of a woman&lt;/u&gt;, doing &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;STUFF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; *&lt;em&gt;really nearing death&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gackt scared the HELL out of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in this video.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;still breathing heavily&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114571603390709594?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114571603390709594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114571603390709594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114571603390709594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114571603390709594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/scared-hell-out-of-me.html' title='scared the HELL out of me'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114561525783587665</id><published>2006-04-21T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:27:37.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah!!</title><content type='html'>my dad asked me to come with him to PINKNOISE today to do a recording.. we made a jingle for a certain product [that i can't talk about] hehe.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i agreed.. i've recorded a lot of jingles before, and i definitely need money right now for my review.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go there alone at 11am, but my dad said that we should just go there together.. i was still sleepy.. it was 9am.. gah~ i needed my sleep, but i got out of bed, and took a bath.. by 9:30am, i was dressed and ready to go.. but wait! i was hungry.. haha!! so, i ate last night's dinner.. &gt;_&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:45am.. we left the house and went to PINKNOISE.. it's a rare occasion when i'm the only one who's recording out of us [3 children].. my brother can't go because he has friends coming over, and my sister can't go because she has classes.. so, ok, i was the only one who went.. [yeah, yeah.. i have no life.. dammit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, when we got there at 10am, i was still sleepy, but i was pleased and relieved that it was cold [as i expected].. i got inside the recording studio and lied down the sofa.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father told me earlier that i can sleep there if i want, so i did.. and it was heaven.. xD it was cold, and the sofa was just comfy [even without pillows].. being a recording studio, people would think that i won't be able to sleep because of the sound.. yes, it was loud, but i still slept.. [i was tired as hell]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, i woke up.. my dad told me that i would sing a little bit later.. so, i slept again.. xD i woke up again, and slept.. woke up, and slept.. and finally, when i woke up, it was my time to sing.. it was about.. 11:45..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only lines that i had to sing were.. "tunay na kaibigan.." [true friend] and "buddy guard.." hahahah!! i finished quickly.. it wasn't hard at all.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i slept more.. and then, i woke up at 1:45pm.. it was time to leave.. ^_^ my dad and i went to UP to withdraw 25k [it was HIS money, not MINE.. dammit].. then, he handed me 1000.. O_o;; and said, "here.. your payment.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the last time that my sister and i sang, it was really easy for me.. and i mean, easy.. i just had to sing.. "ahhh.. ahhhhhh.." like that.. in a low voice.. like there's no effort at all.. and he gave us 1k each.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i sang a difficult line, he just gave me 500!! &gt;_&lt;;; he's sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!! yes!! i have money for my review!! *jumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to chocolate kiss and ate.. xD and went home.. woot woot.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114561525783587665?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114561525783587665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114561525783587665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114561525783587665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114561525783587665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah.html' title='yeah!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114553595475155617</id><published>2006-04-20T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T05:25:54.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enrolled</title><content type='html'>we were supposed to meet at the &lt;u&gt;JOLLIBEE&lt;/u&gt; near &lt;u&gt;FCM&lt;/u&gt; this morning and go to &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOPE CHRISTIAN ACADEMY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; together to enroll for the review this summer mainly for &lt;u&gt;UPCAT and ACET&lt;/u&gt;.. but.. gacy and gil decided to go first, so caren and i met there, and went together to the school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to that school is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;pain in the ass&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. damn.. i have to spend more than 60 pesos to go there, and about 40 to go back home.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;u&gt;i wanna freakin' pass, so that for once, people will acknowledge my achievement.. it seems like being TOP 1 in high school isn't enough..&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this upcoming year [&lt;u&gt;4th year&lt;/u&gt;], my last year in high school, i will still &lt;em&gt;do my best&lt;/em&gt; and strive to be on top.. i will, because of &lt;u&gt;only one reason&lt;/u&gt;.. it's &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;not for the scholarship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; [since i know that i'll be leaving next year for college, so there's no point], &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not for my parents' acknowledgement&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [i know that even if i achieve greater things, those will still not be enough, so why bother], and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not for those DVDs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that i yearned for so much [wahaha!! i already got my mom to promise that she'll buy me those].. therefore, &lt;u&gt;i will work hard for GACKT&lt;/u&gt;.. yeah, yeah.. i know that it's weird, but.. what the heck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and here i go again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;i did great..&lt;/u&gt;" that's what i thought when i ended up being the &lt;em&gt;top1 in our batch&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;surely, someone will go for our recognition day..&lt;/u&gt;" what a&lt;em&gt; stupid thing to hope for&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;i know they'll be proud..&lt;/u&gt;" &lt;em&gt;riiiiiiiight&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, no one went.. haha!! isn't it funny? being the top 1, expecting someone to go there, and no one came.. [&lt;u&gt;but hey, that's life&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;and again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i knew that no one will come to our recognition day, i finally realized that &lt;u&gt;i'm just a burden&lt;/u&gt;.. you see, my sister studied at &lt;u&gt;UP IS&lt;/u&gt; when she was in elem, at &lt;u&gt;PSHS&lt;/u&gt; when she was in high school, and at &lt;u&gt;UP Diliman&lt;/u&gt; now that she’s in college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time, i said to myself.. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i wanna make Gackt proud..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;wahaha!! what the hell was i thinking??&lt;/u&gt;] but i stuck to my goal.. yes, it's true.. he's &lt;u&gt;my inspiration&lt;/u&gt;, so why not make him my goal?? [&lt;u&gt;there's nothing wrong with that..&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's great at everything.. and to me, his way of thinking is interesting.. and he also helped me.. a LOT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;back to the review-thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our review will start on &lt;u&gt;april 24&lt;/u&gt; [monday], and will end on &lt;u&gt;may 20&lt;/u&gt; [saturday].. our schedule is &lt;u&gt;monday to friday&lt;/u&gt;, from &lt;u&gt;8am - 12noon&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;em&gt; fuck fuck fuck&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; i don't know if i can get up early.. &gt;_&lt;;; i'm used to sleeping late and waking up LATE.. i wake up at &lt;u&gt;10:30am&lt;/u&gt;, sleep again, wake up at &lt;u&gt;12 noon&lt;/u&gt;, sleep again, and wake up at &lt;u&gt;2pm&lt;/u&gt;.. when i don't feel like getting out of bed,&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;i sleep again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. how am i supposed to do this.. O_o;; anyway, i hope this review-thing will make my life more.. uhh.. interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;one more thing..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;u&gt;DVD burner doesn't freakin' work&lt;/u&gt;!! *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* when i burn a CD, it does.. but when i burn a DVD, it doesn't.. O_o;; wtf?! huwaaaaaaaaaa.. *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.. my&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;life sucks&lt;/u&gt;.. yes, it does.. yes, &lt;u&gt;pokemon doesn't work&lt;/u&gt;.. and yes, &lt;u&gt;i want to die&lt;/u&gt; so badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114553595475155617?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114553595475155617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114553595475155617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114553595475155617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114553595475155617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/enrolled.html' title='enrolled'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114527524925119699</id><published>2006-04-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T05:00:49.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah~</title><content type='html'>it's still &lt;u&gt;HOT as HELL&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh right.. i got back on reading &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEATH NOTE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! i've read some of its chapters before, and when i read it now, i'm still&lt;em&gt; amazed&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;u&gt;RAITO&lt;/u&gt;'s and &lt;u&gt;L&lt;/u&gt;'s intelligence.. damn, i wish i can be as smart as them.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a question: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;can you remain calm and feel no guilt at all while killing people??&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, RAITO can.. damn it.. &lt;em&gt;he's not human&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; or maybe there are really people like him in this cruel world.. hmm.. i wonder if i'll &lt;u&gt;lose my mind&lt;/u&gt; if i kill people continuously.. one by one.. without any mercy.. wahaha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/deathnotep13.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="275" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/deathnotep13.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;L do you know reapers only eat apples&lt;/u&gt;" haha!! that part was just so amusing.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ryuuku&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the shinigami who owned the DEATH NOTE, loves to eat apples.. To him it's like &lt;em&gt;cigarettes or alcohol&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. really.. this is just so amazing.. xD oh, and i've also decided to get back on reading &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FMA manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;i don't know why, but i like the manga more than the anime&lt;/u&gt;] i cried while reading the manga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;u&gt;NINA&lt;/u&gt; was transformed into a chimera, and was killed, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. when alphonse [&lt;u&gt;seemingly&lt;/u&gt;] blamed ED for what happened to him,&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;i also cried&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i watched the anime, i didn't cry.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD hahaha!! nyan~ =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114527524925119699?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114527524925119699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114527524925119699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114527524925119699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114527524925119699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/blah.html' title='blah~'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114500261640560357</id><published>2006-04-14T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:16:56.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder if we can meet again</title><content type='html'>[&lt;u&gt;A THOUSAND WINDS&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;~&lt;em&gt;unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I am not there&lt;/u&gt;. There, I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;u&gt;a thousand winds&lt;/u&gt; that blow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the &lt;em&gt;diamond glints on snow&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I am the &lt;u&gt;sunlight on ripened grain&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I am the &lt;em&gt;gentle autumn's rain&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken in the morning's hush,&lt;br /&gt;I am the swift uplifting rush&lt;br /&gt;of quiet birds in the circled flight,&lt;br /&gt;I am the&lt;em&gt; soft stars&lt;/em&gt; that shine at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry.&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; &lt;u&gt;I did not die&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~//~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we &lt;u&gt;continue one's dream&lt;/u&gt;, we hold the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;proof&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;of one's &lt;em&gt;existence&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As long as we think of &lt;em&gt;THAT person&lt;/em&gt;, that person will &lt;em&gt;always be alive&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;in our hearts&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~//~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always after when the person is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;gone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... that I finally realize &lt;u&gt;how precious&lt;/u&gt; that person was to me. Until then, I &lt;em&gt;can't even recognize&lt;/em&gt; how fleeting the moment could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cherish&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; every &lt;em&gt;smile&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;laughter&lt;/em&gt;.. Make all the moments&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;memorable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, for we don't know when &lt;em&gt;DEATH&lt;/em&gt; will come.. And when it does, we&lt;em&gt; can't do anything&lt;/em&gt; but watch as our bodies &lt;u&gt;deteriorate&lt;/u&gt; in its cruel palm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it finally decides to &lt;u&gt;embrace me&lt;/u&gt; within its dark abyss, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;do not forget&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. I &lt;u&gt;dreamt&lt;/u&gt;, and will &lt;u&gt;continue dreaming&lt;/u&gt; even after my time comes.. &lt;u&gt;I will not forget&lt;/u&gt;, and so shall you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;SMILE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, while saying our eternal &lt;em&gt;goodbyes&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;SMILE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, while remembering the &lt;em&gt;times we shared&lt;/em&gt;.. Instead of crying, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SMILE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as you&lt;em&gt; don't forget&lt;/em&gt;, i will &lt;u&gt;continue to live&lt;/u&gt; on in your hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i come back..&lt;em&gt; i wonder if we can meet again&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;i will &lt;u&gt;continue to watch over you&lt;/u&gt;, and make sure that &lt;u&gt;you'll be fine&lt;/u&gt;.. this time around, i'll be the one who'll &lt;u&gt;give you strength&lt;/u&gt;.. i'll be the one who'll &lt;u&gt;help you&lt;/u&gt; make it.. &lt;u&gt;i love you&lt;/u&gt;, i know i'll always do..&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114500261640560357?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114500261640560357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114500261640560357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114500261640560357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114500261640560357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wonder-if-we-can-meet-again.html' title='i wonder if we can meet again'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114483554902479190</id><published>2006-04-12T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:52:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kami-sama</title><content type='html'>well, i just uploaded a vid of &lt;em&gt;Gackt and Kami&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;RIP&lt;/u&gt;] ~&lt;em&gt;MM days&lt;/em&gt;~ xD.. gackt's playing the piano, when kami entered the drums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;piano + drums&lt;/u&gt; are actually great..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, if you want to listen/download it, just click at the link below.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZNAWJQUQ" target="TOP"&gt;Gackt + Kami&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;u&gt;MU&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. well, nothing much happened.. xD just a whole lot of gackt here and there.. it's sooo HOT.. O_o;; it's like i'm being baked in a 400°C oven.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, right.. check out my LJ if you want.. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lhukhe09.livejournal.com" target="TOP"&gt;LiveJournal ~ LhuKhE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;word of caution&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to those who're planning to step into that realm: it is full of &lt;u&gt;GACKTOLICIOUSNESS&lt;/u&gt;.. nyahaha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. and i entitled this post "&lt;em&gt;KAMI-SAMA&lt;/em&gt;" because of kami [&lt;u&gt;RIP&lt;/u&gt;].. i am listening and taking glances at the live performance of &lt;u&gt;EMU ~for my dear~&lt;/u&gt;.. *sigh* gackt looks like he's going to cry.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way.. "&lt;u&gt;kami-sama&lt;/u&gt;" means &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114483554902479190?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114483554902479190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114483554902479190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114483554902479190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114483554902479190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/kami-sama.html' title='kami-sama'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114473506843460344</id><published>2006-04-10T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:19:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>well, yesterday, my sister and i went to SM and&lt;em&gt; bought pio his birthday gift&lt;/em&gt;!! xD haha.. we actually asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said that he wanted a bike.. a &lt;u&gt;maroon or dark blue one&lt;/u&gt;.. well, he thought that we were just joking about buying it.. but hey, we're not.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the bike shop and picked a bike, she said.. "&lt;u&gt;huh?? kala ko gackt.."&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;u&gt;huh?? i thought it was gackt..]&lt;/u&gt; i looked at her and raised my eyebrow.. she was looking at the bike.. i looked at the direction that she was looking at.. and.. there it was!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;his glorious name&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! well, minus the T.. haha!! in front of a bike, there was the name.. "&lt;u&gt;GACK&lt;/u&gt;".. haha!! xD i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;i am sooo going to buy that..&lt;/u&gt;" but i have no money.. T_T haha!! it was sooo fun.. but really, one day, i'll buy that bike, add a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;T&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and ride it to my heart's content.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's what happened.. ahihi..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. right.. my penpal &lt;u&gt;hyeyeon-ko&lt;/u&gt;'s letter arrived today!! xD haha.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i also &lt;u&gt;promised UBE&lt;/u&gt; that&lt;em&gt; i will send the letter to gackt&lt;/em&gt; when i send my reply letter to hyeyeon.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. ohhh.. and.. and.. i watched&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;xxxHOLIC MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! it was actually connected to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TSUBASA CHRONICLES movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are screen caps from &lt;em&gt;TSUBASA CHRONICLES MOVIE&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;click on them for a larger view&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko2.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="40%" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko2.jpg" width="40%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when yuuko was already asking for the exchange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/kagi.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="40%" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/kagi.jpg" width="40%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the key that was given to syaoran to open the cage.. =3 [&lt;u&gt;it's the key in xxxHOLIC&lt;/u&gt;] yuuko gave it to him in exchange for &lt;em&gt;tomoyo's precious thing&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are screenies from &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;xxxHOLIC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;click for a larger view&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="40%" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran.jpg" width="40%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syaoran called YUUKO to &lt;em&gt;ask for something that can open the magic bird cage&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko3.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="40%" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko3.jpg" width="40%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuuko showed him a key that can open the bird cage.. [&lt;u&gt;that was the key at the 2nd image&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran2.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img height="40%" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran2.jpg" width="40%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when yuuko asked for the exchange.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot~ xD but i like &lt;u&gt;TSUBASA CHRONICLES the MOVIE&lt;/u&gt; more than &lt;em&gt;xxxHOLIC the movie&lt;/em&gt;.. oh well.. ahihi..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also listened to gackt's korean songs.. xD haha.. [&lt;u&gt;the whole album of LOVE LETTER - for Korean Dears&lt;/u&gt; and also the &lt;u&gt;12gatsu no love song - Korean&lt;/u&gt;] he really is&lt;em&gt; sooooo AMAZING&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;3&lt;3&gt;", 'coz i was listening to the song memories when i wrote this.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to school today, because a speaker had a lecture about journalism.. it's a &lt;em&gt;crappy day&lt;/em&gt;.. he called me.. &lt;u&gt;dumb&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;stupid&lt;/u&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;yeah, right..&lt;/u&gt;] he's insulting a lot of other people by saying that.. haha!! oh well.. he also said that &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WE DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO ASPIRE AS A WRITER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;fuck him&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right.. &lt;u&gt;gackt's in vancouver right now&lt;/u&gt; with some &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEARS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on their annual trip.. ^_^ they're going to be there from &lt;em&gt;April 11- April 17&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hyde&lt;/u&gt; is also going to have his concert at&lt;em&gt; San Francisco, CA&lt;/em&gt; on &lt;u&gt;July 5&lt;/u&gt;.. the venue is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slims&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tickets are sold out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. too bad~ [&lt;u&gt;i can't go anyways.. i have classes at that time.. haha!! xD and i have NO MONEY to go there..&lt;/u&gt; x_x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114473506843460344?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114473506843460344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114473506843460344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114473506843460344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114473506843460344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/memories_10.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114469541188312557</id><published>2006-04-10T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:02:48.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>well, yesterday, my sister and i went to SM and &lt;u&gt;bought pio his birthday gift&lt;/u&gt;!! xD haha.. we actually asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said that he wanted a bike.. a &lt;em&gt;maroon or dark blue one&lt;/em&gt;.. well, he thought that we were just joking about buying it.. but hey, we're not.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the bike shop and picked a bike, she said.. "&lt;u&gt;huh?? kala ko gackt..&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;huh?? i thought it was gackt..&lt;/u&gt;] i looked at her and raised my eyebrow.. she was looking at the bike.. i looked at the direction that she was looking at.. and.. there it was!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;his glorious name&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! well, minus the &lt;u&gt;T&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! in front of a bike, there was the name.. "&lt;u&gt;GACK&lt;/u&gt;".. haha!! xD i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;i am sooo going to buy that..&lt;/u&gt;" but i have no money.. T_T haha!! it was sooo fun.. but really, one day, i'll buy that bike,&lt;em&gt; add a T&lt;/em&gt; and ride it to my heart's content.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's what happened.. ahihi..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. right.. my penpal &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;hyeyeon-ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s letter arrived today!! xD haha.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i also promised UBE that i will &lt;u&gt;send the letter to gackt&lt;/u&gt; when i send my reply letter to hyeyeon.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. ohhh.. and.. and.. i watched &lt;u&gt;xxxHOLIC MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! it was actually connected to the &lt;u&gt;TSUBASA CHRONICLES movie&lt;/u&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are screen caps from&lt;u&gt; TSUBASA CHRONICLES MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;.. [&lt;em&gt;click on them for a larger view&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko2.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko2.jpg" border="0" height="40%" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when yuuko was already asking for the exchange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/kagi.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/kagi.jpg" border="0" height="40%" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the key that was given to syaoran to open the cage.. =3 [&lt;u&gt;it's the key in xxxHOLIC&lt;/u&gt;] yuuko gave it to him in exchange for &lt;em&gt;tomoyo's precious thing&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are screenies from &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;xxxHOLIC&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;[&lt;em&gt;click for a larger view&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran.jpg" border="0" height="40%" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syaoran called YOUKO to ask for something that can open the magic bird cage.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko3.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yuuko3.jpg" border="0" height="40%" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuuko showed him a key that can open the bird cage.. [&lt;u&gt;that was the key at the 2nd image&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran2.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/syaoran2.jpg" border="0" height="40%" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when yuuko asked for the &lt;em&gt;exchange&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot~ xD but&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; i like TSUBASA CHRONICLES the MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; more than xxxHOLIC the movie.. oh well.. ahihi..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also listened to&lt;u&gt; gackt's korean songs&lt;/u&gt;.. xD haha.. [&lt;u&gt;the whole album of LOVE LETTER - for Korean Dears&lt;/u&gt; and also the &lt;u&gt;12gatsu no love song - Korean&lt;/u&gt;] he really is&lt;em&gt; sooooo AMAZING&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;3&lt;3&gt;MEMORIES&lt;/em&gt;", 'coz i was listening to the song memories when i wrote this.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114469541188312557?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114469541188312557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114469541188312557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114469541188312557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114469541188312557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114440907249816695</id><published>2006-04-07T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T04:24:32.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you..</title><content type='html'>today, i went to school to attend our &lt;em&gt;recognition day&lt;/em&gt;.. ^_^ i was awarded &lt;u&gt;1st honor of 3rd year&lt;/u&gt;.. some people said that i earned it, that i deserve it.. all of them thought that it was all me, but no.. it's also &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;because of HIM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thank you so much&lt;/u&gt; for making me strong.. thank you for making me feel that someone's there.. that someone will be&lt;em&gt; PROUD&lt;/em&gt; if ever i got this award.. i don't know how i'll thank you, but i promise.. one day,&lt;em&gt; i'll be a great person&lt;/em&gt; that you'll be PROUD of.. i'll keep this up, so that when the time comes, i'll be able to say "&lt;u&gt;I DID IT!!&lt;/u&gt;" i want to see your satisfied smile.. i want to hear you say, "&lt;u&gt;YOU DID GREAT..&lt;/u&gt;" that's why i'm doing all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my&lt;em&gt; inspiration&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;my goal&lt;/u&gt;.. you're everything i ever want to be.. you made it, and&lt;em&gt; i WILL&lt;/em&gt;, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of my family members came to the recognition day, like last year.. but it didn't matter.. i already know that&lt;em&gt; they're proud&lt;/em&gt;.. sure, at first, &lt;u&gt;i was really down&lt;/u&gt;, because i thought that someone would go because i'm TOP 1.. but hey, i can't do anything about it.. xD every time i have an achievement, it seems that it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not good enough&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be acknowledged.. maybe it's because my brother, my sister and i are all smart and talented.. oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there.. i looked at the audience.. you were there,&lt;em&gt; smiling at me&lt;/em&gt;.. you were at the very front, and your eyes were saying.. "&lt;u&gt;i'm so proud of you..&lt;/u&gt;" at that time, i smiled.. and fought tears that were about to come out..&lt;em&gt; thank you so much&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;thank you&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//~an&lt;em&gt; imagination&lt;/em&gt; that i wished was true.. sing to me our song, and i'll listen.. with all my heart~//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you so much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114440907249816695?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114440907249816695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114440907249816695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114440907249816695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114440907249816695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you.html' title='thank you..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114413460086395602</id><published>2006-04-04T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:10:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the big news</title><content type='html'>woot woot.. i've just received a text message from my &lt;em&gt;adviser&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats! Ikaw ang FIRST HONORS! Best n math, english n filipino. Practice on thurs at 9 to 12. U dserve it anak. M so hapi 4 u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what she SMSed.. i was like.. &lt;u&gt;soooo shocked&lt;/u&gt;.. O_o;; i didn't expect it.. i thought i was going to be&lt;em&gt; top 2&lt;/em&gt;, as always.. but, no.. haha!! =3 i'm so happy!! yay yay yay!! i really can't believe it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is i was fine with being top 2, 'coz i'll also get those &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOUR DVDs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right.. last night, i finished &lt;u&gt;TSUBASA CHRONICLES season 1&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! &lt;em&gt;LAME ENDING&lt;/em&gt;!! it's soooo lacking of something.. grrrr.. i'm gonna wait for the 2nd and 3rd season.. xD haha.. i also watch the movie.. it has &lt;em&gt;awesome animations&lt;/em&gt;.. xD [&lt;u&gt;nyao~&lt;/u&gt;] better than the series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've proven that having a guy in my life doesn't mean &lt;u&gt;LOW GRADES&lt;/u&gt;.. nyork nyork.. he serves as &lt;em&gt;my inspiration&lt;/em&gt;.. in every quiz, exam, seat works, projects, i &lt;u&gt;tried to do my best&lt;/u&gt;, because i want him to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROUD of me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's the guy?? who else?!?! &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;gaku-chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, of course.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114413460086395602?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114413460086395602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114413460086395602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114413460086395602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114413460086395602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-news_04.html' title='the big news'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114389248413261521</id><published>2006-04-01T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T03:54:44.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayonara..</title><content type='html'>this is the first day of our vacation.. i started my vacation with a "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;fruits basket marathon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"!! haha.. i watched the whole series of fruits basket today.. well, i already watched some of the episodes before, but i wanted to know the entire story.. it's a nice anime..^^ i laughed and cried at some parts.. [&lt;u&gt;i'm too sensitive&lt;/u&gt;] O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admire &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tohru&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. she has this &lt;em&gt;stupid-girl thing&lt;/em&gt; going on, but she was still able to ease the sohmas' sufferings.. maybe it's 'coz she stuck on &lt;u&gt;being herself&lt;/u&gt;, and just said things &lt;u&gt;from her heart&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can be like her.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. another thing happened.. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and here comes the GACKT part&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* O_o;; &lt;em&gt;i cried last thursday night&lt;/em&gt;.. huwaaaa.. it was because i read an e-mail saying that &lt;u&gt;gaku-chan would quit singing&lt;/u&gt;.. and i was like, "&lt;u&gt;no.. NO.. NO!!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* i really cried.. the reason was that he was going to marry someone.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;u&gt;let the girl-to-be-his-wife OWN him&lt;/u&gt;, but why does he have to quit singing?!?! *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;em&gt;that's what i thought&lt;/em&gt;.. you see, last wednesday, my friend, cj, and i were talking about what would i do if something like that happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, everything has been cleared up now.. *&lt;em&gt;phew&lt;/em&gt;* well, it turns out that &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;gaku-chan will be working on a drama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. he would need all the concentration in the world, but &lt;u&gt;he'll not quit&lt;/u&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. if ever that day comes, if that day when gaku-chan leaves the music industry, &lt;em&gt;i'll always wait for his return&lt;/em&gt;.. and even if he doesn't come back, i'll still be thinking of him, because &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;his songs will always play endlessly in my heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think that vacation would be this boring.. for some reason, &lt;u&gt;i feel a little bit lonely&lt;/u&gt;.. maybe it's 'coz i miss my classmates.. &lt;em&gt;nah~&lt;/em&gt; i doubt it.. the laughters?? &lt;em&gt;nah~&lt;/em&gt; it's not that.. maybe it's just the mere feeling of being with lots of people with different personalities.. *&lt;u&gt;gah~ i am WEIRD&lt;/u&gt;* @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day really passed by so quickly.. and up today, i still strive to survive and get by.. i've decided.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL LIVE ON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Sometimes people forget that they have the courage to live. But as long as they have something in their hearts, that courage will never vanish.&lt;/em&gt;" ~&lt;u&gt;Sakura&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;em&gt;Tsubasa Chronicles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114389248413261521?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114389248413261521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114389248413261521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114389248413261521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114389248413261521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/04/sayonara.html' title='sayonara..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114380242797056349</id><published>2006-03-31T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:53:47.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD BYE REGAL SY2005-2006</title><content type='html'>i made a good bye poem for our section, &lt;u&gt;III-ReGaL SY05-06&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out to be like a &lt;em&gt;graduation poem&lt;/em&gt;.. but.. well, i'll post it anyway.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOOD BYE REGAL SY2005-2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another year has passed by&lt;br /&gt;and it's time again to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;some people laugh and some people cry&lt;br /&gt;as we spread our wings and get ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shared hopes and shared our dreams&lt;br /&gt;and treated each other like kings and queens&lt;br /&gt;we fought and got mad or so it seemed&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside we've always been a team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the happiness and all the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;we've all experienced, we're all going to miss&lt;br /&gt;all the laughter and all the delicious feasts&lt;br /&gt;we'll remember, specially those who got their first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;win or lose, we've always stayed with each other&lt;br /&gt;passed or failed, we've been there for one another&lt;br /&gt;through the year, we've always been together&lt;br /&gt;we'll stay the same and stay friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the passing of time has brought us together&lt;br /&gt;and taught us to survive in any kind of weather&lt;br /&gt;we have seen sunshine and hard pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;but friendship survived through joys and all the pains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year that i won't probably forget&lt;br /&gt;many things happened but now the sun has set&lt;br /&gt;it's time for farewell, but here's my lucky bet&lt;br /&gt;the memories will stay 'till the last time, 'till our death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114380242797056349?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114380242797056349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114380242797056349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114380242797056349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114380242797056349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-bye-regal-sy2005-2006.html' title='GOOD BYE REGAL SY2005-2006'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114364335075922020</id><published>2006-03-29T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:09:51.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last!!</title><content type='html'>well, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;we finished our exams today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! woohoo!! xD *&lt;em&gt;dances&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams were actually fine.. i think i did well.. haha!! [&lt;u&gt;well, except for the math exam.. grrrr&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;u&gt;head hurts&lt;/u&gt; soooo much!! O_o;; i don't know why or how it all started.. but.. every time that i laugh, shout, sneeze, cough, or think hard, the right side of my head starts to hurt.. &gt;.&lt;;; it's &lt;u&gt;TEN TIMES more painful&lt;/u&gt; than a migraine!! i cried when i experienced it for the first time.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't able to review any subjects well.. -_- 'coz every time i try to think hard, my head would hurt.. &gt;.&lt;;; *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did well on some exams, but i KNOW that&lt;em&gt; i didn't do well in math&lt;/em&gt;.. grrr.. i thought that there was &lt;u&gt;no 3rd page&lt;/u&gt;, and i was relaxing.. when i found out that there's a 3rd page, and it was all problem solving, there was &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 minutes left&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. i was like, "&lt;u&gt;oh shit.. oh shit.. fuck fuck fuck..&lt;/u&gt;" &gt;.&lt;;; well, i managed to finish the test.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh of relief&lt;/em&gt;* but i wasn't able to answer one question.. grrr.. this sucks!!! out proctor came &lt;u&gt;10 minutes late&lt;/u&gt; and made us pass our exams &lt;u&gt;5 minutes earlier&lt;/u&gt;.. argh!! she should've given us 10 minutes extension!! she really sucks!! she should just die!! haha.. [&lt;u&gt;i am sooo bad&lt;/u&gt; T_T]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm still happy that exams are over.. next.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;clearance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;//edit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i finished my clearance today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114364335075922020?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114364335075922020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114364335075922020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114364335075922020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114364335075922020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-last.html' title='at last!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114313033238534908</id><published>2006-03-23T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T08:14:23.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear on ONE WHO SHOULDN'T BE MENTIONED's life!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my friend, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;UBE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, sent me a picture of two lungs, wherein one was black and the other was in a lighter shade of brown.. below each picture, there's a text.. The one under the light-brown-colored lungs said, "&lt;u&gt;NON-SMOKER&lt;/u&gt;", and under the black one said, "&lt;u&gt;SMOKER&lt;/u&gt;".. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="lungs.." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/projects-plastination.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always tries to make me &lt;em&gt;QUIT smoking&lt;/em&gt;, and well, now, she did a &lt;u&gt;GREAT job&lt;/u&gt;!! actually, i've decided to &lt;u&gt;STOP SMOKING&lt;/u&gt; about 4 days ago, because i'm going to send &lt;em&gt;someone a letter&lt;/em&gt; with a portion &lt;u&gt;telling that certain person to stop smoking&lt;/u&gt;.. people said that i have to stop smoking to convince someone to stop smoking.. yes, i did decided to QUIT SMOKING at that time, but the truth was that i still thought of smoking.. BUT NOW, i will&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;definitely STOP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; smoking!! &gt;.&lt;;; she made me swear on &lt;u&gt;ONE WHO SHOULDN'T BE MENTIONED&lt;/u&gt;'s life.. and i did.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;ONE WHO SHOULDN'T BE MENTIONED&lt;/em&gt; thing?? well.. i've also decoded to &lt;em&gt;TONE DOWN&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;u&gt;GACKT OBSESSION-thing&lt;/u&gt;.. i'm too obsessed.. i know i am.. -_- [&lt;u&gt;oh crap! there i go again! i mentioned his name! grrr.. FAILURE #5!!&lt;/u&gt;] well, i'm not supposed to say or mention HIS name for at least.. hmm.. 2 weeks, i guess.. [&lt;u&gt;more will be SUICIDE!! i won't be able to take it!! i will BURST before i get past 3 weeks!! 2 weeks is HARD!!! -_- well, for me it is.. xD&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, gotta &lt;em&gt;STOP SMOKING&lt;/em&gt;.. finals are coming up.. fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;//EDIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i WILL mention GACKT's name!! i am ALLOWED to say his name!! BWAHAHAHA!! GACKT!! GACKT!! GACKT!! *dies* UBE told me that I can say his name, ‘coz I will be MORE OBSESSED when I stop saying his name!! ahihi.. xD GACKT GACKT GACKT!! *still dead*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114313033238534908?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114313033238534908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114313033238534908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114313033238534908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114313033238534908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-swear-on-one-who-shouldnt-be.html' title='i swear on ONE WHO SHOULDN&apos;T BE MENTIONED&apos;s life!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114251431229916144</id><published>2006-03-16T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T05:05:12.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something slimy</title><content type='html'>i ate &lt;u&gt;OKRA&lt;/u&gt; today.. -_- it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SLIMY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, as expected.. O_o;; when i was eating it, i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;OMG OMG OMG&lt;/u&gt;", and was about to throw up.. &gt;.&lt;;; I was &lt;em&gt;crying&lt;/em&gt;, 'coz i couldn't take it.. @_@ huwaaaaaa.. *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* and this &lt;u&gt;slimy substance&lt;/u&gt; always remains in my mouth.. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@ that was.. well.. ermm.. *&lt;em&gt;dies&lt;/em&gt;* haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOMETHING.. GOT STOLEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was tuesday when i did my declamation.. some of my classmates&lt;em&gt; laughed at me&lt;/em&gt;, and well i didn't like people laughing at me.. -_- then, i found out that my&lt;em&gt; money was stolen&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; i lost.. like.. &lt;u&gt;3.5k&lt;/u&gt; T_T &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK THAT PERSON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; who stole it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going to spend that money to buy &lt;u&gt;myself a gift&lt;/u&gt; for my birthday.. x_x i was going to buy the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;thing that i really wanted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for my birthday.. *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* i really cried when i found out that someone stole the money.. &lt;em&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;/em&gt;!! i wouldn't have cried if it wasn't anything related to &lt;em&gt;KiRa&lt;/em&gt;, but NO!! It was greatly related to him!! And oh, how I want to &lt;u&gt;KILL&lt;/u&gt; that PERSON who stole my MONEY right now!! &lt;em&gt;Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was so pissed off with my classmates, I decided not to go to school the next day [&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;].. &lt;em&gt;Madam&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;branch manager @ CA&lt;/u&gt;] texted me, and said that my&lt;em&gt; order was already there&lt;/em&gt;.. I was &lt;u&gt;very happy&lt;/u&gt;, but then, I remembered that my money got stolen.. &lt;em&gt;Gah&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my sister bought the "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" for me.. I was very happy.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY REALLY SUPER DUPER HAPPY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;OKRA thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, it all started when i found out that &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;KiRa always eats OKRA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. and i was like, "&lt;u&gt;NO WAY!! I HATE IT!!&lt;/u&gt;" O_o;; I wanted to find out why people loved OKRA.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hated it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. Flat out.. -_- So, I decided to eat &lt;em&gt;OKRA and KIMCHI&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;Kimchi's also his favorite food&lt;/u&gt;] xD Ohh.. the things i do for KiRa.. it just so happened that I &lt;u&gt;don't like Kimchi&lt;/u&gt; and I &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate OKRA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. wow.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was alright for me to eat Kimchi.. but.. but.. when it came to the &lt;em&gt;OKRA&lt;/em&gt;, i can't really stand it!! &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HATE IT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;KiRa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;thing.. you see, you probably know that &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i so LOVE gackt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. but, i call him &lt;em&gt;KiRa&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;'coz of Kimchi and Okra&lt;/u&gt;].. at first, i called him &lt;u&gt;KimRa&lt;/u&gt;, but it was weird because i have a &lt;em&gt;classmate named kim&lt;/em&gt;, and i didn't want him to &lt;u&gt;think that i love him&lt;/u&gt;!! So, I decided to call &lt;u&gt;Gackt&lt;/u&gt; &gt;&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;KiRa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD [&lt;u&gt;Ki from Kimchi and Ra from Okra&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kagen no Tsuki&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is GREAT!! he was flirting.. and i fell right into his &lt;em&gt;SPELL&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;dances with KiRa&lt;/em&gt;* waiii.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;gacktolicious cuteness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD can't take it anymore.. *&lt;em&gt;dies&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114251431229916144?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114251431229916144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114251431229916144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114251431229916144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114251431229916144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-slimy.html' title='something slimy'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114143824731955697</id><published>2006-03-03T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:23:26.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are ready.. for VICTORY!!</title><content type='html'>we spent the whole day playing and dancing..^^ it's our &lt;em&gt;sports fest CHAMPIONSHIP&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, the cheerleaders of the green team, were supposed to meet at &lt;em&gt;BM&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;burger machine&lt;/u&gt;] near short stop at &lt;u&gt;5am&lt;/u&gt;.. i was there at&lt;em&gt; exactly 5am&lt;/em&gt;.. i ate my breakfast there.. i ordered a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;double bart burger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".. when i finished my burger, i was still the only one who was there.. it was about 5:30am when i got bored.. i bought a cigarette and lit it.. i bought my second cigarette, then emz arrived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought another cigarette and finished it while &lt;em&gt;everyone arrived&lt;/em&gt; one by one.. some people didn't show up during our practice at the &lt;u&gt;CBE court&lt;/u&gt;.. O_o;; we really thought that we had no chance of winning.. we had a &lt;u&gt;3-minute presentation&lt;/u&gt;, and we heard that the other teams have&lt;em&gt; 5-7 minutes&lt;/em&gt; of presentation.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played volleyball, and we lost.. awww.. haha!! but i was still smiling inside the court.. when some of the 4th year students teased me, i started to &lt;u&gt;smile wickedly&lt;/u&gt; by myself.. i &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn't frown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, even if we lost a point.. i just kept on smiling like a &lt;em&gt;crazy person&lt;/em&gt;.. i was acting &lt;u&gt;all cute&lt;/u&gt; and relaxed.. i mean, come one.. why would i be pissed?! i know i did my best, and that's the only thing that i need to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate our snacks during recess, and had practice from &lt;u&gt;11-12&lt;/u&gt; at ma'am carmen's [&lt;u&gt;our team adviser&lt;/u&gt;] classroom.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;we didn't want to be LAST PLACE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. it was alright for us to be 3rd or 2nd, just not 4th.. -_- that would really suck.. we practiced at the 4th floor of the college building from 12-12:40.. xD &lt;em&gt;college students were looking at us&lt;/em&gt;, and we were all shy.. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in a rush when we were preparing for the competition.. we were putting on make-up at the last minute.. we had &lt;em&gt;no last-minute practice&lt;/em&gt;.. i think we were just a mess.. we were the first ones to present our cheering competition.. believe me.. it wasn't fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us &lt;u&gt;made mistakes&lt;/u&gt;.. we were all nervous.. i was nervous.. i tried to smile all the time, but i couldn't.. i tried to relax, but i couldn't.. i tried to do my best, and alas, &lt;u&gt;i did&lt;/u&gt;.. i was satisfied with the way i presented.. at least, i was able overcome my nervousness.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd place went to &lt;u&gt;BLUE TEAM&lt;/u&gt; and 2nd place went to &lt;u&gt;YELLOW TEAM&lt;/u&gt;.. all of us were like, "&lt;u&gt;awww.. we didn't win.. too bad..&lt;/u&gt;" i wasn't with the green team when the champion for the cheering competition was announced.. i was with bianca and rojean.. both of them were saying, "&lt;u&gt;green team will definitely win..&lt;/u&gt;" but i was like, "&lt;u&gt;are you kidding me?? it's going to be the red team.. they were great..&lt;/u&gt;" ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the MC announced it.. "&lt;u&gt;GREEN TEAM!!!&lt;/u&gt;" and i was like.. O_o;; at that moment, i was thinking, &lt;em&gt;'they've got to be kidding me.. this has to be a joke..&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;u&gt;BUT NO!!&lt;/u&gt; the green team went up the steps and received the trophy and the 500 pesos.. i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;OMG OMG!! shit shit..&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;jumps all around&lt;/em&gt;* i saw sandra and we &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ran to each other and hugged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to&lt;em&gt; mark's place&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;u&gt;celebrate&lt;/u&gt; our win.. we ate &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;pancit canton&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and ems, jella and sandra went out to buy more food with our prize money.. xD hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate&lt;em&gt; roasted chickens with rice and 7up&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! we were like &lt;u&gt;one big family&lt;/u&gt;.. it was sooo fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREEN TEAM CHEERLEADERS&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Kayte, Diane, Brian, Mark, Patricio, Angela, Sandra, Jella, Luke, Ems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say &lt;em&gt;we can't make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they thought &lt;em&gt;we're weak and out beat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say &lt;em&gt;we can't get it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Until we step into the ground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now &lt;em&gt;we are ready&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;For VICTORY..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ready..&lt;br /&gt;'Coz the &lt;u&gt;GREEN TEAM will fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Until you get out of our sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishidada Yeho Pampampalaminomo!!&lt;br /&gt;Ishidada Yeho Pampampalaminomo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;u&gt;HIYA!!!&lt;/u&gt;) *poses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pampalapangano Panopasapila&lt;br /&gt;Pampalapangano Panopasapila&lt;br /&gt;Umbalabati Babanga de Pythones&lt;br /&gt;Bangala Banga &lt;u&gt;Yeah&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114143824731955697?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114143824731955697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114143824731955697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114143824731955697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114143824731955697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-are-ready-for-victory.html' title='we are ready.. for VICTORY!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114060272773154457</id><published>2006-02-22T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T02:05:27.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't like him</title><content type='html'>someone told me, "&lt;u&gt;ayaw ko nga siya eh..&lt;/u&gt;" [i don't like him..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that someone and i aren't really CLOSE FRIENDS, but we are, nonetheless, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. she had some boy as a partner for the prom, and i &lt;em&gt;USED to LIKE&lt;/em&gt; that guy.. yes, i know.. i acted like a brat after knowing that they were going to be partners..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her to take good care of him [doi~ i was being sarcastic].. then she told me, "&lt;u&gt;ayaw ko nga siya eh..&lt;/u&gt;" [i don't like him..] i knew that the boy liked her, even though this particular boy already has a girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, one day, when i was talking to one of my friends, she suddenly asked me something.. "&lt;u&gt;SILA na ba??&lt;/u&gt;" [are they going out??] then, i told her, "&lt;u&gt;diba may girlfriend si _(GUY)_..&lt;/u&gt;" [he has a girlfriend, right??] then she said, "&lt;u&gt;oo nga..&lt;/u&gt;" [yeah..] then i said, "&lt;u&gt;eh wala namang gusto si _(GIRL)_ kay _(GUY)_ eh..&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;_(girl)_&lt;/u&gt; doesn't like &lt;u&gt;_(guy)_&lt;/u&gt;] then she said, "&lt;u&gt;anong wala?! meron kaya..&lt;/u&gt;" [what do you mean she doesn't?! she likes him..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! &lt;em&gt;she lied to me&lt;/em&gt;.. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114060272773154457?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114060272773154457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114060272773154457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114060272773154457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114060272773154457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-like-him.html' title='i don&apos;t like him'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-114017030945680828</id><published>2006-02-17T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T01:59:41.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;our prom was yesterday and was held at &lt;em&gt;CELEBRITY SPORTS CLUB&lt;/em&gt;.. t'was &lt;u&gt;not really a great place&lt;/u&gt; to spend our JS PROMENADE.. there were&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;no air-cons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because it was supposed to be &lt;em&gt;GARDEN SETTING&lt;/em&gt;.. there was &lt;u&gt;no garden&lt;/u&gt; though.. -_- it was so hot.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOO HOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us thought that we wouldn't have a great time.. i mean, come on.. when we danced the rigodon, it was a &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;MESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! the dance floor was too cramped up.. x_x gah.. the floor was also slippery.. &lt;u&gt;i slipped 3 times&lt;/u&gt; when we were dancing.. gah.. eniweiz, the cotillion was also a mess.. -_- [&lt;u&gt;NOTE TO TEACHERS&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;spend JS PROM next year at a venue WITH an AIR-CON and doesn't have slippery floors&lt;/em&gt;].. the food was also not THAT good.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, even though those things didn't make us enjoy the party, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;the dancing made the night memorable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. ^_^ there were &lt;em&gt;lovers&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt; dancing on the dance floor.. really.. t'was a wonderful sight.. there were &lt;em&gt;no quarrels&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;no borderline between seniors and juniors&lt;/em&gt;.. all of us seemed like friends.. yeah, i know some are just "&lt;u&gt;PLASTIC&lt;/u&gt;", but still, it was a memorable night.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to dance with the &lt;u&gt;three people that i wanted to dance with&lt;/u&gt;.. i danced with&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;jim&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;em&gt;jung chin hyeok&lt;/em&gt;.. is that correct?? xD oh well.. he's the korean at the other section..], &lt;u&gt;aaron&lt;/u&gt; [another korean from IV-notable], and &lt;u&gt;pochi&lt;/u&gt;..^^ i also got to dance with my dearest friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really surprised that the dancing turned around everything.. it made us forget that &lt;em&gt;the place was too cramped up&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;the food was not great&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the floor was slippery&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;and that the whole thing just sucked before the dancing&lt;/u&gt;.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;seniors cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. maybe it's because they're thinking about themselves graduating and saying goodbye to one another..&lt;em&gt; who would stay friends??&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;who would stay in touched??&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;who would study at what school??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniweiz, we all had a great time!! i'm looking forward to next year's prom.. maybe next time, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll be the ones to cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//~//~//~&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;happy teachers' day!!&lt;/u&gt;~//&lt;/em&gt;~//~//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated teachers' day today..^^ haha!! at 9 o'clock in the morning, there were about &lt;em&gt;9 students at REGAL&lt;/em&gt;.. we were assigned to be marshals.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the rooftop, i saw the FRAMES that are going to be given to the teachers.. my reaction was, "&lt;u&gt;oh fuck.. where's ours??&lt;/u&gt;" O_o;; then i remembered that brian still hadn't done it.. &gt;.&lt;;; i had to think fast to have a solution to this problem.. gah~ i called brian and asked him where the frame was, and he told me that it was beside his locker.. i called jim and told him that we still didn't have the FRAME that we were going to give to ma'am annabelle.. O_o;; i told him to ask ma'am for the classroom's key, because ma'am annabelle's picture was inside my bag, and we needed that.. he got it, and we went to the classroom.. we looked for the frame first, but &lt;em&gt;couldn't find it &lt;/em&gt;because he has many lockers.. &gt;.&lt;;; after about 3 minutes of searching, &lt;u&gt;we found it&lt;/u&gt;.. we went inside the classroom and remembered that i had to give ma'am annabelle the message.. &gt;.&lt;;; i told leah to go upstairs and give ma'am annabelle the message, instead of me, because i was finishing the frame.. she went upstairs and told betta to go down.. after &lt;em&gt;almost 30 minutes&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;we finally finished it&lt;/u&gt;.. when we were at the lobby, we heard leah's voice.. O_o;; all of us were like, "&lt;u&gt;shit..&lt;/u&gt;" we ran to the rooftop and jim went up the stage to give ma'am annabelle the frame.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;we were on time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achievement!! xD oh well, that's life.. &lt;em&gt;bye bye&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-114017030945680828?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/114017030945680828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=114017030945680828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114017030945680828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/114017030945680828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/02/prom-night.html' title='prom night'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113965723264242018</id><published>2006-02-11T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T03:27:13.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cigarette smoking is dangerous to your health</title><content type='html'>t'was &lt;u&gt;a night to remember&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! and you'll know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with some of my friends [&lt;u&gt;ym&lt;/u&gt;], then suddenly, i got a call from my sister.. she said something about &lt;em&gt;going out with them&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;with her friends, of cou&lt;/u&gt;rse].. and i was like, "ok.. pag andito na kayo, magpapalit na ako" [ok.. when you get here, i'll change..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes passed, and they came.. she was with &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;biel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, as i expected.. they said a car was waiting outside, and i thought.. &lt;em&gt;'ahh.. kasama pala si pio..&lt;/em&gt;' [&lt;u&gt;ohh.. so pio's going to come, too..&lt;/u&gt;] i changed and so did my sister..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the car and something hit me.. '&lt;em&gt;it's a different car.. ok, so it's not pio..&lt;/em&gt;' then, we rode and drove off.. inside the car, my sister introduced me to christian.. she said he's a member of the &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;HGC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;em&gt;hobby-gamers club&lt;/em&gt;.. 'i think'~ xD].. they said that we were going to&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;DISH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;em&gt;ok, so they invited me 'coz they had extra tickets&lt;/em&gt;.. @_@ but it doesn't matter.. haha!! xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at ABS-CBN [&lt;u&gt;DISH is like beside abs-cbn&lt;/u&gt;].. we looked for a parking space, but we found none.. then, we &lt;em&gt;passed the DISH gate&lt;/em&gt;.. -_- so, we drove in a circle to go through the said gate, and we did.. but after going in, christian &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;saw some of his classmates and just freaked out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. x_x we also saw the clothes of the people, and we're &lt;em&gt;not exactly dressed&lt;/em&gt; like them.. biel wore denim pants, a shirt, a jacket and slippers.. -_- christian wore a simple get-up, but it can pass [at least he's not wearing slippers].. my sister, kiel, wore a denim skirt, a horizontally striped blouse [orange and white] and a black sweater and a slipper.. and i wore a black top, denim pants and pink sandals.. so, we &lt;em&gt;decided to just go &lt;/em&gt;to another place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we talked about where we were going, &lt;u&gt;christian didn't see the stoplight turn RED&lt;/u&gt; and just drove.. @_@ it's a&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;good thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that the &lt;em&gt;3 cars and a jeep&lt;/em&gt; that were going to smash our car were alert.. xD there were so many eyes toward our car.. haha!! i bet the jeepney driver and some passengers said some &lt;em&gt;bad words&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;u&gt;poor christian&lt;/u&gt;] &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;we almost died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. [i think..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister was hungry at that time, so we stopped over at a &lt;em&gt;gas station&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;CALTEX at e. rodriquez&lt;/u&gt;].. she bought CHEESE CAKES, billy bought SPRITE ICE, and CHRISTIAN bought a MINERAL WATER.. i didn't want to buy anything since i wasn't hungry nor thirsty.. but then, i decided to buy a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;pack of cigarettes and a lighter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat down beside the shop.. &lt;u&gt;i lit a cigarette&lt;/u&gt;, and laughed with them as we talk about earlier when we almost crashed into 3 cars and a jeep.. haha.. xD people passed by and looked at me.. i thought, &lt;em&gt;'what the hell are they looking at?!&lt;/em&gt;' after some time, i finished my first stick.. i lit another one.. then, biel said, "&lt;em&gt;ngayon ko lang narealize.. nasa gas station tayo, tapos nagyoyosi ka..&lt;/em&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;i just realized that we're at a gasoline station and you're smoking..&lt;/u&gt;] and i was like, "&lt;em&gt;oh fuck.. oo nga!!&lt;/em&gt;" O_o;; [&lt;u&gt;so that was the reason why people stared at me..&lt;/u&gt;] &gt;.&lt;;; then all of us laughed.. my sister bought some chewing gum, i threw the cigarette, and biel and christian just laughed more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we entered the car, biel said, "&lt;em&gt;we almost died.. 2 times tonight..&lt;/em&gt;" and all of us laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to UP, but then biel said that we should&lt;em&gt; try out DISH again&lt;/em&gt;, and i agreed, so we went to DISH.. &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! xD the plan was to &lt;u&gt;go inside&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;check if other people are dressed like us&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;text my sister and christian to go in if other people are dressed like us&lt;/u&gt;.. biel and i got in.. there were people dancing and i thought, '&lt;em&gt;if it's this dark, no one would probably notice our clothes&lt;/em&gt;', so we texted my sister and christian to go in, but they didn't want to.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered drinks, then i asked billy, "&lt;em&gt;you have money, right?&lt;/em&gt;" i have like.. 800 pesos.. x_x haha!! we ordered sisig and enjoyed ourself.. [&lt;em&gt;of course, we were careful not to order more than what we can afford&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;we were SHORT on CASH!!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha.. xD t'was a bad idea to go in.. -_-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some time of convincing the two paranoid people outside, namely kiel and christian, they finally joined us.. shortly after they went in, i told biel that we should at least dance.. haha!! and so, we did.. xD my sister joined us, but christian didn't.. -_- oh well, it's okay.. he seemed to have had a good time talking to one of the girls that he knew.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left early.. it was about 2:30.. we planned to go to UP to just spend more time outside, but then decided to &lt;u&gt;just go home&lt;/u&gt;.. we dropped off billy at EDSA, and christian dropped us off at our house.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we &lt;u&gt;went to DISH&lt;/u&gt;, but &lt;u&gt;missed the gate&lt;/u&gt;, circled another time and &lt;u&gt;went in&lt;/u&gt;, but then &lt;u&gt;left &lt;/u&gt;when christian saw his classmates.. we were almost crushed by 3 cars and a jeep and &lt;u&gt;almost died&lt;/u&gt;, drove for some more minutes,&lt;u&gt; stopped at a gas station&lt;/u&gt;, and i smoked.. we &lt;u&gt;almost died&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, 'coz the place could have exploded.. -_- we &lt;u&gt;went back to DISH&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;biel and i went in&lt;/u&gt;, but then christian and my sister didn't want to go in.. we&lt;u&gt; convinced them to go in&lt;/u&gt; and so they did.. after some time of &lt;u&gt;dancing&lt;/u&gt; and having fun, we &lt;u&gt;went home&lt;/u&gt;, and slept.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZZzzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!! xD niweiz, it's my &lt;u&gt;mother's birthday today&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy happy birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! wish you&lt;u&gt; more birthdays to come&lt;/u&gt;.. wish you &lt;em&gt;all the best in life&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;love you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;miss you&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;mwuahugzotyt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113965723264242018?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113965723264242018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113965723264242018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113965723264242018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113965723264242018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/02/cigarette-smoking-is-dangerous-to-your.html' title='cigarette smoking is dangerous to your health'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113905559907760102</id><published>2006-02-04T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:19:59.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot~ xD</title><content type='html'>a playful smile was hovering on my face when i arrived at school.. it was about &lt;u&gt;6am&lt;/u&gt;, and i saw some people sitting on the steps of our lobby.. indeed, that was &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;not an ordinary day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our &lt;u&gt;fieldtrip last thursday&lt;/u&gt;.. it wasn't at all exciting, but still it was fun.. well, i think it is and i keep convincing myself that it was.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to &lt;u&gt;PEOPLES PARK IN THE SKY&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;PALACE IN THE SKY&lt;/u&gt;.. it was foggy, and we &lt;em&gt;couldn't see the beautiful view&lt;/em&gt; that was supposed to make us stare at it because of its marvelous and graceful-like features..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we went to &lt;u&gt;PICNIC GROVE&lt;/u&gt;.. we ate our lunch there, but i had no lunch 'coz i already ate it for breakfast at the bus earlier.. &gt;.&lt;;; so i just shared the foods of my friends, and surprisingly, i became full.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we went to &lt;u&gt;GARDENIA&lt;/u&gt;.. i went to that place about &lt;em&gt;3 times already&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;.&lt;;; gah.. it was hot, as always.. -_- niweiz, next destination is &lt;u&gt;ENCHANTED KINGDOM&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. you're thinking that we had a great time at enchanted, but the only thing that we did was &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WAIT in LINE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! -_- there were&lt;em&gt; sooo many schools having their fieldtrip as well&lt;/em&gt;, and the lines were soooo long!! it took us about 2 hours just to ride &lt;u&gt;SPACE SHUTTLE&lt;/u&gt;, but i think that the wait paid off when we rode.. &lt;u&gt;christine and i&lt;/u&gt; were at the very back, &lt;u&gt;jacquilene and chris&lt;/u&gt; in front of us, and &lt;u&gt;bianca and rojean&lt;/u&gt; in front of them.. =3 christine and i went for another time.. xD we were at the very front at the second time.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the very back, i was like.. "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh fuck, i'm going to fall..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" it's because we're like in a vertical position and i was slipping from my seat.. O_o;; christine and i talked and laughed while we were being elevated slowly.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time that we heard the SWOOSH sound from bellow, all of us said, "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;eto na..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;this is it..&lt;/u&gt;] then, a loud thump was heard, and then silence.. xD we were released and our voices halted as we fell fast.. we were just able to shout when we reached the 1st loop..&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;it was soo fun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, we were scolded by our adviser because we arrived late at the bus.. xD we were like.. &lt;em&gt;10 minutes late&lt;/em&gt;.. haha.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i won't talk about things&lt;/u&gt; that&lt;em&gt; i don't want to talk about&lt;/em&gt; in here, so that's it, i think.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said.. bye bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113905559907760102?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113905559907760102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113905559907760102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113905559907760102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113905559907760102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/02/woot-xd.html' title='woot~ xD'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113880827282250401</id><published>2006-02-01T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T07:37:52.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why is it &lt;em&gt;easier for friends to become lovers&lt;/em&gt; than lovers becoming friends? It has been tried and tested that &lt;u&gt;friendship is the best foundation for any boy-girl relationship&lt;/u&gt;. But once you parted ways, it is very seldom that you remain friends. Why ? Because probably, you have not gotten over the feeling yet and somehow there is still &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;bitterness and regrets&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not an authority on the matters of the heart, the following alternatives could be of help. &lt;u&gt;One&lt;/u&gt;, talk about him until even you can't stand to hear his name anymore. Some people would try to &lt;em&gt;avoid going to the places they're been&lt;/em&gt; or will &lt;em&gt;destroy pictures and love letters&lt;/em&gt; that would remind her or him, but the thing is, you're only suppressing your feeling and will not do you any good. Although it pains to remember the things you used to do, the songs you used to sing and the memories you used to share, but at least you have good things to cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two&lt;/u&gt;, start running, swimming, hiking or cross-stitching. Give yourself a chance to unwind and relax and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;get busy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. You can't afford to sit at home and cry over and over again. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grow up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it's not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;call someone&lt;/em&gt; - your oldest friend, your childhood sweetheart, your mom - who's guaranteed to convince you that you are too wonderful for the guy/girl who got away. Convince yourself that it's&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;his/her lost not yours&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Finally&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;don't be in a hurry&lt;/em&gt;. You cannot get over him in a blink of an eye or in a strike of a wand. &lt;em&gt;It takes some time&lt;/em&gt;. After all,&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;time heals all wounds&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Letting go may not be an easy task especially if the feeling is still there. But you see, you have to face the reality that some good things just don't last and life has to go on. Not all love stories end up with "&lt;em&gt;and they live happily ever after&lt;/em&gt;". As my friends always say, "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let go of the people who let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SMILE ALL DAY LONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a day that lasted for about &lt;em&gt;10 minutes&lt;/em&gt; or so, well for me, it was.. it's a normal day, with no complications, whatsoever.. i had been smiling and laughing all day, and i think that's the reason why my cheekbones hurt right now.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im not regretting that i smiled all the day long.. it's true, i was happy.. just 'coz i kept remembering him.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started from chemistry class, which is our first class, so basically, it started at the beginning of the day.. and it continued until dismissal.. i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;really OBSESSED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, i tell you.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISTURBED MIND&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these last few days, my mind has been&lt;em&gt; drifting somewhere else&lt;/em&gt; whenever i'm not thinking of anything.. so, i need to read something every now and then to maintain my mind functioning.. -_- gah! i feel like a crazy [&lt;u&gt;autistic&lt;/u&gt;] person.. but i'm not, 'coz i think i am.. wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;people who think that they're crazy aren't really crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD end of discussion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY OF REALIZATION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, &lt;em&gt;01.31.06&lt;/em&gt;, about 3:40pm at school, i was asking people at school what they think of me.. i asked a lot of people, and they said some things.. and another, and another, and another, until i grabbed someone's arm and told the person, "&lt;em&gt;describe luke&lt;/em&gt;." [&lt;u&gt;LUKE's my name, you dweebs&lt;/u&gt;].. i looked up and met dark brown orbs, which appeared to be black ones at the moment since the light was covered by his figure.. it's him.. and he said, "&lt;em&gt;di ko alam..&lt;/em&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;i don't know&lt;/u&gt;].. then, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;he just walked away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;em&gt;not disappointed&lt;/em&gt; or anything like that.. i just realized something.. the awkward moment that i feel everytime that i see is &lt;u&gt;not because i still love him&lt;/u&gt;.. maybe it's because i want to stay friend, and he doesn't.. -_- oh well, it's not really that big of a deal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, another thing.. we'll have our&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;fieldtrip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow, and ALMOST everyone was &lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also joined &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ate kiel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and her friends, &lt;u&gt;pio&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;biel&lt;/u&gt;, to watch a movie at gateway.. =3 we watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROOF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113880827282250401?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113880827282250401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113880827282250401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113880827282250401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113880827282250401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/02/letting-go.html' title='letting go...'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113841770090921171</id><published>2006-01-27T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:20:30.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tear-stained face..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well yesterday, we celebrated the &lt;em&gt;LANGUAGE FEST&lt;/em&gt; in our school.. there were competitions like the &lt;em&gt;INTERPRETATIVE DANCE&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;ORATION&lt;/em&gt;.. xD our section, &lt;u&gt;Regal&lt;/u&gt;, only practiced for 2 and a half grueling days to &lt;u&gt;finish the steps&lt;/u&gt; for our interpretative dance.. we practiced &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;almost non-stop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the TRUTH is, all of us &lt;u&gt;made mistakes&lt;/u&gt; during the performance, and we thought that we wouldn't win.. -_- we were so down.. so many mistakes.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;too many&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd place went to &lt;u&gt;II-Endurance&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;2nd place went to &lt;u&gt;I-Fortitude&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and 1st went to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;drum roll&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;III-Regal&lt;/u&gt;..!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we weren't really expecting anything.. all of us were holding hands and jumped at the same time when we won.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;GRAND SLAM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! xD we hadn't lost any dance competitions since the starting of this school year!! &gt;.&lt;;; our &lt;u&gt;hardships paid of&lt;/u&gt;.. woohoo!! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~&lt;em&gt;BEFORE the competition&lt;/em&gt;~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 12:03pm.. we were still [&lt;em&gt;we started at 7am&lt;/em&gt;] polishing every step and every move, but we're not making too much progress.. we took a break and ate lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lying down on the floor, my feet rested on a chair, while staring at the plain cream-colored ceiling.. really, i was &lt;em&gt;BORED&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;DEAD TIRED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. my feet were so hurt [&lt;em&gt;they still ARE&lt;/em&gt;].. i could barely stand.. after a few seconds of just pondering about what i should do with my feet, i heard some &lt;u&gt;voices&lt;/u&gt; and i followed my ear.. i looked at the source of the voices.. and i stumbled upon an upside-down version of &lt;u&gt;THEM&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;em&gt;since i was looking back with my head still lying on the floor&lt;/em&gt;]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;looked away&lt;/u&gt; and looked at the plain ceiling again, trying to find answers to my rambling head.. questions.. questions.. so many questions ran through my head.. and finally, i got an&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;answer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while remembering &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;my tear-stained face&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as i cried during &lt;em&gt;THOSE&lt;/em&gt; nights, i smiled, closed my eyes, sighed in relief, and thought, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;'i wish happiness will continue to embrace both of them always..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~&lt;em&gt;AFTER the competition&lt;/em&gt;~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, emz, brian and i went to &lt;u&gt;angela&lt;/u&gt;'s house, 'coz it was &lt;u&gt;her birthday&lt;/u&gt;..^^ we ate and did things.. oh, cj and i stayed over night.. xD &lt;u&gt;lawan&lt;/u&gt; also joined us!! haha.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, after the guests from school left, we bought some drinks [&lt;em&gt;san mig light&lt;/em&gt;], cigarettes [&lt;em&gt;marlboro lights&lt;/em&gt;], and some other snacks.. angela welcomed another guy to join us.. i believe that his name's &lt;u&gt;JOPENG&lt;/u&gt;, but his real name is &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;JC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, all of us, except CJ who doesn't like drinking, drank..^^ we played&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;TRUTH or DARE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and just had fun.. around 11pm, there was a &lt;u&gt;brown-out&lt;/u&gt;, and we were like.. "&lt;em&gt;oi.. NAWALAN ng ILAW!!&lt;/em&gt;" [&lt;u&gt;there's a BROWN-OUT!!&lt;/u&gt;] O_o;; as some of you may know, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm&lt;br /&gt;afraid of the dark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. and &lt;em&gt;perfect timing&lt;/em&gt;, i wanted to go to the rest room.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i consumed &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of beer.. haha!! i just kept on going and going.. hehe.. we slept at 'bout &lt;em&gt;1:30am&lt;/em&gt;, or at least i did.. i was &lt;u&gt;DEAD TIRED&lt;/u&gt; and wanted &lt;u&gt;SLEEP&lt;/u&gt; from the very beginning of the damn day.. i didn't get enough sleep the last night, too.. so, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. i &lt;em&gt;NEEDED my SLEEP&lt;/em&gt;, and so i SLEPT.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was sleeping, they were talking about some stuff.. and i remember &lt;u&gt;waking up&lt;/u&gt; every once in a while and butting in their talks.. haha!! xD but, i only woke up for about&lt;em&gt; 5 seconds&lt;/em&gt; to say something, then &lt;em&gt;sleep again&lt;/em&gt;.. [&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm a total WEIRDo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;] haha.. =3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113841770090921171?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113841770090921171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113841770090921171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113841770090921171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113841770090921171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/tear-stained-face.html' title='tear-stained face..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113809995135443430</id><published>2006-01-24T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T02:52:31.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last song..</title><content type='html'>i admit, i &lt;u&gt;still cry&lt;/u&gt; often, and the &lt;em&gt;weird&lt;/em&gt; thing is that i &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;don't know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; why.. maybe it's just because of the &lt;u&gt;song&lt;/u&gt; that i often listen to.. or.. maybe it's something that i should have been &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;over&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;the feeling of being unloved.. coming up, wave after wave, from the bottom of my being..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;maybe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i still love him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself countless times a day, but i always come up&lt;em&gt; empty&lt;/em&gt;.. so i always conclude that i am &lt;u&gt;MOVING ON&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;but, am i really&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why i've been &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;obsessively addicted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to my "&lt;em&gt;so-called&lt;/em&gt;" crushes, or rather, &lt;u&gt;obsessions&lt;/u&gt;.. a way to avoid side comments from other people?? or a way to avoid people say things about me loving him.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or.. am i &lt;u&gt;REALLY&lt;/u&gt; moving on?? i don't know how i feel.. lately, i've been having &lt;em&gt;mixed feelings&lt;/em&gt; with the things that i see, if you know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;soba ni iru.. sore ga boku no kimi no tame ni dekiru koto..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll always be here.. that's the one thing i can do for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt; said something close to that to me.. i guess it was some kind of a &lt;em&gt;promise&lt;/em&gt; that &lt;u&gt;he'll never leave me&lt;/u&gt;.. but &lt;em&gt;he left&lt;/em&gt;.. and i was hurt.. or &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;STILL hurt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. i am so &lt;em&gt;mad at him&lt;/em&gt; that sometimes, it still makes me &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fall on my knees and cry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why was i so &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;STUPID&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?! why did i &lt;u&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/u&gt; him?! why did i&lt;em&gt; LOVE&lt;/em&gt; him so &lt;u&gt;MUCH&lt;/u&gt;?!&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i AM &lt;em&gt;mad at him&lt;/em&gt;, but i'm also &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;mad at myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. see? i'm still so &lt;u&gt;naive&lt;/u&gt;.. the truth is i can't let go.. i &lt;em&gt;DID LET GO of HIM&lt;/em&gt;, but i &lt;u&gt;can't LET GO of the PAIN&lt;/u&gt; that he caused me.. the memory still crosses my mind, and a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; always makes its way down my cheek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughter..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was just &lt;em&gt;LYING to MYSELF&lt;/em&gt; all this time.. i am so weak.. but i &lt;u&gt;DON'T love him&lt;/u&gt;.. again with this &lt;em&gt;denial&lt;/em&gt;, you say?? well this time, it's &lt;u&gt;FOR SURE&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, these last few days, i've been &lt;em&gt;really weird&lt;/em&gt;, and kinda &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT MYSELF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. one moment, i frown, the next, i smile.. pure &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEIRD&lt;/u&gt;ness..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT fair&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. why do i have to &lt;u&gt;GET HURT&lt;/u&gt;?! why can't HE feel &lt;u&gt;THIS FEELING&lt;/u&gt;?! &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? i am becoming &lt;em&gt;CRAZY..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;u&gt;IGNORE this POST&lt;/u&gt;.. it's FULL of &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;nonsense&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAST SONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is one of gackt's songs.. i lurve it.. it's &lt;em&gt;sad,&lt;/em&gt; yet &lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/u&gt; at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;REAL POST WITHOUT ANY NONSENSE&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that we, &lt;em&gt;III-ReGaL&lt;/em&gt;, are really &lt;u&gt;immature&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!! and to think that i thought that the teachers were &lt;em&gt;sooo wrong&lt;/em&gt; to call us &lt;em&gt;1st graders&lt;/em&gt;.. maybe they were &lt;u&gt;really right&lt;/u&gt;.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;setting&lt;/u&gt;: Rm 103&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;time&lt;/u&gt;: 3:00-3:45 [&lt;em&gt;music time&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dancers for the interpretative dance were practicing, and the other students were &lt;em&gt;throwing things&lt;/em&gt; at each other.. O_o;; really immature.. they threw &lt;em&gt;COTTONS&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;CLAYS&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;PAPERS&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;ERASERS&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;WATCHES&lt;/em&gt;, and other stuff.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at first, the teacher just told some students to&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it, but &lt;em&gt;didn't shout&lt;/em&gt; or anything like that.. THAT is &lt;em&gt;until&lt;/em&gt; something hit her.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine, raquel and i went to the CR to fix ourselves for about a minute, and when we came back, everyone was quiet.. haha!! i suddenly asked, "&lt;u&gt;ba't sila tumahimik?&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;em&gt;why did they suddenly become quiet?&lt;/em&gt;] and the teacher heard it.. she replied, "&lt;u&gt;pinagalitan ko, kasi tinamaan ako ng binabato nila..&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;em&gt;i reprimanded them, because something hit me..&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!! xD we'll be &lt;u&gt;scolded tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; by our &lt;em&gt;adviser&lt;/em&gt;.. i just &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;KNOW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113809995135443430?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113809995135443430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113809995135443430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113809995135443430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113809995135443430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-song.html' title='last song..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113784927095163371</id><published>2006-01-21T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T05:14:30.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i can do for you..</title><content type='html'>ok, exams are &lt;u&gt;finally over&lt;/u&gt;!! next stop..&lt;em&gt; FIELD TRIP&lt;/em&gt;.. xD well, it's not really an &lt;em&gt;exciting field trip&lt;/em&gt;.. -_- i already went to &lt;em&gt;almost all&lt;/em&gt; of the places that we're going to visit.. bummer.. T_T but still, it'll be &lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt; 'coz there'll be no classes!! yeepee!! but we still have &lt;em&gt;some school work&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; well, it &lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt; supposed to be an educational trip, so it's just normal to have &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; school work.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing.. i slept over at &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;rojean's place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yesterday^^ t'was sooo much &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;.. we slept early.. but woke up about an hour later.. then, we &lt;em&gt;scared each other&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; ahehe.. we still had the time to watch &lt;u&gt;naruto 142-167&lt;/u&gt;, and the &lt;u&gt;2 jump fiestas&lt;/u&gt;..^^ too bad we didn't watch the &lt;em&gt;movie &lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;last ep&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;u&gt;168&lt;/u&gt;].. well, i already watched it, but she wanted to watch it.. @_@ oh well, it's fine..^^ we had fun.. we played at the &lt;u&gt;swings&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;em&gt;see-saw&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the title?? well, i really LURVE &lt;u&gt;gackt&lt;/u&gt;'s song "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;kimi no tame ni dekiru koto&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".. and well, it means.. &lt;u&gt;what i can do for you&lt;/u&gt;.. it just makes me ermm.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;nostalgic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* oh well.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it, i think.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113784927095163371?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113784927095163371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113784927095163371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113784927095163371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113784927095163371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-can-do-for-you.html' title='what i can do for you..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113750263992580942</id><published>2006-01-17T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:21:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?!</title><content type='html'>well, i just saw &lt;u&gt;FMA The Movie&lt;/u&gt;, and Al's sooooo &lt;em&gt;CUTE&lt;/em&gt;!! xD he looks a bit like &lt;u&gt;Ed&lt;/u&gt; 'coz he made his hair grow long, wore ed's coat and has the same color of Ed's hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="click to view^^" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/alphonse.jpg" target=TOP&gt;this is what AL looks like.. xD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i was listening to the &lt;em&gt;opening song&lt;/em&gt; of it, i was like.. "&lt;em&gt;hey, is that hyde's voice, or am i just ermm.. imagining and hoping that it's him??"&lt;/em&gt; xD then, i also heard the &lt;em&gt;ending&lt;/em&gt;.. and i was like.. "&lt;em&gt;i'm hearing hyde's voice.. i need to sleep.. i'm imagining things.. hearing hyde's voice.. ughh..&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was curious to know if the one who sang it was really &lt;u&gt;hyde&lt;/u&gt;.. so, i looked it up.. and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;TADA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;hyde sang it&lt;/em&gt;!! xD hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, i just saw a vid of&lt;em&gt; l'arc&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;hyde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s soooo &lt;u&gt;CUTE&lt;/u&gt;!! xD and&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;tet-chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was just &lt;em&gt;too darn adorable&lt;/em&gt;.. waiii.. &gt;.&lt;;; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ken&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;em&gt;sooo funny&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;yuki&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s a&lt;em&gt; bit silent&lt;/em&gt;.. but i think he's not always like that.. haha!! xD anyways, yuki's a &lt;u&gt;great drummer&lt;/u&gt;..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that vid, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;hyde&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; scooted a little bit closer to the interviewer [&lt;em&gt;they're sitting at a sofa&lt;/em&gt;].. at that point, i was like, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUCK&lt;/u&gt;, i wish i was that interviewer..&lt;/em&gt;" @_@ then, &lt;em&gt;he asked her for a kiss&lt;/em&gt;, and she said &lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;OMG&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; if i was her, i would've kissed him &lt;u&gt;right then and there&lt;/u&gt;.. arghhh!! i sooo would have liked how he &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tasted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;drools&lt;/em&gt;* [&lt;u&gt;creepy mode&lt;/u&gt;] @_@ here i go again.. i'm beginning to be a &lt;em&gt;hyde-obsessed fan girl&lt;/em&gt;.. xD but he still asked&lt;em&gt; HER&lt;/em&gt; for a &lt;u&gt;KISS&lt;/u&gt;!! [&lt;em&gt;i am soooo JEALOUS right now..&lt;/em&gt;] -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the girl gave hyde a gift.. she asked him if he wanted it.. hyde said, "&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WANT YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.." [&lt;em&gt;at that moment, time stopped..&lt;/em&gt;] T_T i would give everything to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; girl.. &lt;em&gt;ARGHHH&lt;/em&gt;!! then, hyde started to &lt;u&gt;take off his pants&lt;/u&gt;.. -_- well, he did &lt;em&gt;NOT &lt;/em&gt;take it OFF.. he just reached for his ermm.. &lt;u&gt;belt&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;em&gt;if he was wearing one&lt;/em&gt;] or &lt;u&gt;button&lt;/u&gt; and tried to undo it.. O_o;; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;she STOPPED him&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;wtf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?! [&lt;em&gt;ok, so that's why this entry's title is wtf&lt;/em&gt;..] *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;* she shouldn't have stopped him.. *&lt;em&gt;drools&lt;/em&gt;* i would have been &lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt; if i've seen what's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;inside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;drools more&lt;/em&gt;* [&lt;u&gt;ugh! creepy mode again&lt;/u&gt;..] @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;cries again&lt;/em&gt;* i wish i was that &lt;u&gt;GIRL&lt;/u&gt;!! waaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniweiz, that won't happen.. -_- and i'll &lt;em&gt;shut up now&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another thing, we have&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;exams&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; starting tomorrow up to friday..^^&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/19976204-113750263992580942?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113750263992580942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113750263992580942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113750263992580942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113750263992580942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/wtf.html' title='wtf?!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113707280740087978</id><published>2006-01-12T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T05:33:27.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't stop these tears..</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;BLEACH 63&lt;/u&gt; has been released yesterday, and i got to see&lt;em&gt; ichi-nii&lt;/em&gt; once again.. xD ahihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. well, today, all of the high school students planted more vegetables and fruits at the &lt;u&gt;backyard&lt;/u&gt; (more like a graveyard) of FEU-FERN.. haha!! =3 well, it was &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; as &lt;em&gt;HELL&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; i was expecting it to be a&lt;em&gt; bit cooler&lt;/em&gt;, but even with the cold season, it was still hot.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "&lt;em&gt;can't stop these tears&lt;/em&gt;" thing?? well, things happened today.. we were asked to draw what we truly feel, and today was the submission.. i think that i just reflected &lt;u&gt;too much&lt;/u&gt; on my work.. then, some other things happened, and&lt;em&gt; i was overwhelmed &lt;/em&gt;with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;emotions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;em&gt; kills me&lt;/em&gt; to know that i'm just &lt;u&gt;lying to myself&lt;/u&gt;.. that i'm a fool for always putting on this mask.. i think that it's a way for me to &lt;em&gt;escape the truth&lt;/em&gt;.. how foolish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;lied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; about being strong.. i am &lt;em&gt;too weak&lt;/em&gt; to face what's real.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* really.. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOO WEAK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113707280740087978?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113707280740087978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113707280740087978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113707280740087978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113707280740087978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/cant-stop-these-tears_12.html' title='can&apos;t stop these tears..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113690683861134361</id><published>2006-01-10T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T07:41:01.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do.. nothing to watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;gah~&lt;/em&gt; it's already TUESDAY, and still&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no ichi-nii&lt;/u&gt; in sight!! O_o;; i &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;him soo much.. well, i can't really blame &lt;u&gt;DB&lt;/u&gt; for anything.. ahihi.. xD oh well~ &lt;u&gt;Lunar&lt;/u&gt; also hasn't released it yet.. hmm.. wonder what's wrong.. =3 i just miss ichi-nii.. xD well, DB already released &lt;em&gt;naruto 166-167&lt;/em&gt;.. but &lt;u&gt;bleach is taking sooo long&lt;/u&gt;.. -_- bummer.. nothing to do but listen to gackt and hyde's wonderful voices.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;wtf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?! oh, by the way, does anyone of you know &lt;u&gt;mana&lt;/u&gt;-"&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"?? xD here's mana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mana-chan^^" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/mana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD the truth is, that person right there is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT a girl&lt;/u&gt;.. it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;BEST cross-dressing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing that i know.. i mean, he&lt;em&gt; really looks like a girl&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;; and she's pretty too.. &gt;.&lt;;; beautiful?? i mean, &lt;u&gt;HE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does look like a girl&lt;/em&gt;, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;another thing.. ermm.. because we're &lt;u&gt;all noisy&lt;/u&gt; during discussions, our sir said that before starting the lesson in math, 2 of us have to tell a &lt;em&gt;story&lt;/em&gt;.. xD the reason for that is for us to zip our mouths during discussion and just pour all of it out when it's your time to talk.. i'm not &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; bothered by it.. but.. i think that it'll feel awkward.. the &lt;em&gt;telling-some-things-that-are-not-meant-to-be-told&lt;/em&gt; to other people who are &lt;u&gt;NOT meant to be told&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;squirm&lt;/em&gt;* &gt;.&lt;;; O_o;; i'm the &lt;em&gt;12th girl&lt;/em&gt; to tell a story.. hmm.. wonder what i'll tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, i finished our &lt;em&gt;english assignment&lt;/em&gt;, and here it is.. it's an &lt;em&gt;AD&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;u&gt;THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN&lt;/u&gt;.. you see, we had to make an ad to make like ermm.. make people want to read it, too.. xD just &lt;u&gt;click the link to view&lt;/u&gt;.. =3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="woot~" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/english_ad.jpg" target="TOP"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AD for English&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye bye!! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113690683861134361?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113690683861134361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113690683861134361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113690683861134361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113690683861134361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/nothing-to-do-nothing-to-watch.html' title='nothing to do.. nothing to watch'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113646791079586300</id><published>2006-01-05T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:17:20.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an obsessed girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;gay guys&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;gay guys&lt;/u&gt;!! arghh.. they're all around.. O_o;; i started '06 with my addiction to &lt;u&gt;L'Arc&lt;/u&gt;.. now, i have an obsession.. xD gah~ i'm soooo obsessed with &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;hyde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; [&lt;em&gt;Hideto Takarai&lt;/em&gt;], the vocalist of &lt;u&gt;L'Arc~en~Ciel&lt;/u&gt;.. i can't believe this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o;;&lt;em&gt; some people&lt;/em&gt; say that he's gay.. but.. he's married.. and.. they have a&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;son&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. ermm.. but he does.. uhmm.. look like gay.. and all the rumors about &lt;u&gt;him and gackt&lt;/u&gt;.. wahaha!! 'coz of &lt;em&gt;moon child&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!! but they do look &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt; together.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gackt is by the way, an &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;uber sexy guy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, who looks like he's gonna jump on anybody.. O_o;; but.. he's still &lt;em&gt;MALE&lt;/em&gt;.. dunno if he's straight.. haha!! but.. he's &lt;u&gt;hott&lt;/u&gt;.. i mean.. uhh.. just see for yourself.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/gackt.jpg" alt="he's hott.. right?? mmmm.. i want a piece of that.."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more uber sexy guy is &lt;u&gt;MIYAVI&lt;/u&gt;.. &gt;_&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is miyavi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/miyavi.jpg" alt="yummy~"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i also like&lt;em&gt; tet-chan &lt;/em&gt;[tetsu / &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ogawa Tetsuya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;].. he looks sooo cute at the &lt;em&gt;GRAND CROSS CONCLUSION 1999&lt;/em&gt;.. xD waiiii.. he's sooo great at writing songs and all of those things.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is tet-chan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/tetchan.jpg" alt="tet-chan is sooo cute^^"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. i still &lt;u&gt;WANT&lt;/u&gt; hyde.. xD he's gonna be&lt;em&gt; 38&lt;/em&gt; this &lt;u&gt;29th&lt;/u&gt;, but he still looks mighty young and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. =3 he's &lt;u&gt;uber gorgeous&lt;/u&gt;.. and his voice.. aw gawds!! i &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;lurve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; his voice soooo VERY much!! xD &gt;.&lt;;; that's what got me into listening to&lt;em&gt; L'Arc~en~Ciel's&lt;/em&gt; songs.. i love the way he sings, the way he expresses it, the way he looks at me [&lt;em&gt;it's an mtv.. so, he's looking at me.. haha!!&lt;/em&gt;].. and those eyes.. they're so intense that when i look at them, it's like.. i'm being &lt;u&gt;drowned&lt;/u&gt;.. then i go into a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;trance,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and i don't want to look anywhere else but there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always look at his picture and stare at his eyes for a long time and just smile to myself, and i always say.. "&lt;u&gt;fuck.. his damn eyes!! arghhh..&lt;/u&gt;" *&lt;em&gt;closes picture*&lt;/em&gt; ~after 5 secs~ *&lt;em&gt;opens pic AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;* "&lt;u&gt;awww fuck.. again?!&lt;/u&gt;" @_@ it's like i want to look at his eyes forever.. waaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, tell me, am i obsessed, or just &lt;em&gt;plain crazy&lt;/em&gt;?? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is hyde.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/yesyeshyde.jpg" alt="all i want is HYDE.."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh.. and this is hyde kissing me.. bwahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/lhukhe09/hydekissmehhahaha.gif" alt="i sooo lurve HYDE!! xD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one long entry.. maybe 'cuz it's about &lt;em&gt;hyde&lt;/em&gt; and all the other uber gorgeous and sexy j-rock guys out there.. not to mention gay.. haha!! xD well, they're&lt;em&gt; not really gay&lt;/em&gt;.. but some people think they are.. but i don't care.. 'cuz i &lt;u&gt;lurve&lt;/u&gt; all of them.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah~ this day has been a day full of &lt;em&gt;HYDE..&lt;/em&gt; i gotta stop now.. i freaked out one of my friends 'coz of my obsession.. O_o;; wtf.. ahehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113646791079586300?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113646791079586300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113646791079586300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113646791079586300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113646791079586300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/obsessed-girl.html' title='an obsessed girl'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113625671145979553</id><published>2006-01-02T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:51:51.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'Arc~en~Ciel</title><content type='html'>i started the new year with an&lt;em&gt; addiction&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;u&gt;L'Arc~en~Ciel&lt;/u&gt;.. &gt;.&lt;;; you see, we, joshua and i, &lt;br /&gt;bought two CDs of &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;L'Arc~en~Ciel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for our friend [she's also addicted to L'Arc~en~Ciel].. 'coz of&lt;br /&gt;curiosity, i watched the &lt;em&gt;blurry eyes&lt;/em&gt; video, 'coz i've always loved the song, and LOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hyde-sama&lt;/u&gt; xooo much.. xD waii..^^ [&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fuck&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; i'm calling him sama? O_o;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurve the way he sings.. ahihi.. xD [and the way he &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt;].. ahihi.. he's gonna have a baby soon!!  weee.. xD oh, and i also lurve  &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;UVERworld&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. hmm.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's gonna resume tomorrow.. &lt;em&gt;bummer&lt;/em&gt;.. -_- i dun wanna go to school.. but i &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; to, 'coz &lt;br /&gt;i know that sir arnold will get mad at me if i don't.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, nuff said.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113625671145979553?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113625671145979553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113625671145979553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113625671145979553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113625671145979553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2006/01/larcenciel.html' title='L&apos;Arc~en~Ciel'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113600462611043952</id><published>2005-12-30T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:55:02.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!!</title><content type='html'>wow.. new year's finally here.. ahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do but to eat, eat and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;EAT MORE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tonight, there's gonna be &lt;em&gt;lots of smoke&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;.. O_o;; that's what &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i hate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about new year.. too many fireworks.. too many smoke.. and &lt;u&gt;TOO MUCH&lt;/u&gt; noise.. hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm also happy.. =3 but not excited as before.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also sad.. [&lt;em&gt;see, mixed emotions&lt;/em&gt;] coz my dad's &lt;u&gt;not gonna be here&lt;/u&gt;.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* well, he's also NOT here during Christmas.. T_T *&lt;em&gt;cries&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113600462611043952?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113600462611043952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113600462611043952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113600462611043952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113600462611043952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113587546185952350</id><published>2005-12-29T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T08:57:41.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yakusoku wa iranai</title><content type='html'>it's still extremely &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. T_T my cell phone got &lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt; somewhere 'round the house.. i forgot&lt;br /&gt;where i put it.. and it's in &lt;u&gt;SILENT MODE&lt;/u&gt;.. gah~ but fortunately, my mother found it.. haha!! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, my mother and i, went to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;podium&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to see my sister sing.. xD as always, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;UPSA people&lt;br /&gt;are always good&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. and all of them did a &lt;em&gt;fantastic job&lt;/em&gt;.. i just wished i had a voice like theirs..&lt;br /&gt;O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well~ we ate fettuccini carbonara and ice cream at &lt;u&gt;cheesecakes, etc.&lt;/u&gt;, then ordered a&lt;br /&gt;take-out before going home.. we ordered a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;strawberry cheesecake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. yum~ *&lt;em&gt;drool&lt;/em&gt;* haha!! i'll&lt;br /&gt;eat that tomorrow.. *&lt;em&gt;drool MUCH&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my friend, ube, is &lt;em&gt;feeling down&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;i wanted&lt;/u&gt; to know what's wrong, but &lt;u&gt;she didn't want&lt;/u&gt; to tell me, so &lt;em&gt;i didn't force her&lt;/em&gt; to say her problem to me.. i just said that if ever she needed someone to talk to,&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;i'm always here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. but.. she said she was fine, and that she talked about it already.. with skye.. *&lt;em&gt;jealous.. jealous&lt;/em&gt;* ahehe.. but i can understand her.. they've known each other for a long time now.. and maybe it's about one of their friends.. besides, i think skye can give her a &lt;em&gt;better advice&lt;/em&gt; than i can.. &gt;.&lt;;; but i won't deny it.. i was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;bit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; jealous.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah~ i finished one of the Christmas cards that i needed to make for my parents, and i already&lt;br /&gt;gave it to mom.. =D i need her reply.. hope she's already thinking about it.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything went fine, i guess.. but i still need to make the &lt;u&gt;LETTERS&lt;/u&gt; for THE.. so many projects&lt;br /&gt;for THE!! gah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title?? it means.. &lt;u&gt;i don't need promises&lt;/u&gt; / &lt;em&gt;promises aren't needed&lt;/em&gt;.. or something like that..&lt;br /&gt;ahaha!! i dunno why i put it there as a title..&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; just wanted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to, i guess.. ahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113587546185952350?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113587546185952350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113587546185952350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113587546185952350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113587546185952350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/yakusoku-wa-iranai.html' title='yakusoku wa iranai'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113577763405111515</id><published>2005-12-28T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T05:47:14.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><content type='html'>oh &lt;em&gt;gawd&lt;/em&gt;!! my feet and legs &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fucking hurt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, we went to &lt;em&gt;Robinsons&lt;/em&gt; yesterday from Megamall.. we walked.. it wasn't really a long &lt;br /&gt;walk.. but the &lt;em&gt;heat of the sun&lt;/em&gt; plus the &lt;em&gt;unbearable stench&lt;/em&gt; made it&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;HELL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Robinsons, we also went to Megamall.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't kno whyw my feet suddenly began to hurt.. &lt;em&gt;kiri's&lt;/em&gt; also hurt.. but we didn't walk too long.. &lt;br /&gt;i think~ oh well, maybe i was just &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;too tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, not to mention &lt;em&gt;SLEEPY&lt;/em&gt;.. i had like.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 hours of &lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, my sister and i, went to SM North today.. haha!! i spent uhmmm.. only 'bout.. &lt;em&gt;170&lt;/em&gt; pesos.. &lt;br /&gt;'coz i made her pay for everything that i wanted.. haha!! it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;so fun to be younger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well~ nothing much happened.. haha!! oh yeah, it was &lt;em&gt;extremely hot&lt;/em&gt; today.. bummer.. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;cold days are over&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of &lt;em&gt;CLAY&lt;/em&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" is &lt;em&gt;not a bad word&lt;/em&gt;.. it's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113577763405111515?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113577763405111515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113577763405111515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113577763405111515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113577763405111515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113559440769593766</id><published>2005-12-26T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T02:53:28.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a pig?!</title><content type='html'>my cousin, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;rico&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is staying with us right now.. he's here because of Christmas and New Year.. he kept calling me "&lt;em&gt;baboy&lt;/em&gt;" or &lt;u&gt;pig&lt;/u&gt; when we argue.. hmm.. i just &lt;u&gt;wished&lt;/u&gt; that i could be a pig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know.. that a pig's orgasm lasts &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 minutes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. now that's &lt;u&gt;pleasure&lt;/u&gt;.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a &lt;em&gt;fucking pig&lt;/em&gt;!! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!! well, having my cousin here is fun, even though we fight &lt;em&gt;almost all of the time&lt;/em&gt;.. xD it's fun to play with him.. i mean, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;toy with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. make fun of him.. wahaha!! right now, we're fighting, and he's calling me a freakin' pig.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i couldn't sleep because of him.. i was still awake at 5:30am, then he woke up and kept nagging me.. T_T 'bout 6am, i wanted to sleep.. but he still wanted to play.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;deym&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! so i stayed awake until 11am O_o;; this &lt;u&gt;damn brat&lt;/u&gt;!! someday, i'm gonna cut off his &lt;em&gt;twig and berries&lt;/em&gt;.. bwahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113559440769593766?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113559440769593766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113559440769593766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113559440769593766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113559440769593766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/pig.html' title='a pig?!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113549895062918332</id><published>2005-12-25T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:23:52.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kala xristougenna</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113549895062918332?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113549895062918332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113549895062918332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113549895062918332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113549895062918332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/kala-xristougenna.html' title='kala xristougenna'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113541896999731961</id><published>2005-12-24T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T04:19:11.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot~ xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;only 6 hours to go before Christmas..^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, my mom's gonna be home tomorrow.. she said that she'll be here at 3:30 or 4pm.. sooo, she'll be here for Christmas after all..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas this year is not as happy as the past ones.. i think it's because everyone's broke.. ahehe.. but it's not entirely because of that.. =3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113541896999731961?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113541896999731961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113541896999731961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113541896999731961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113541896999731961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/woot-xd.html' title='woot~ xD'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113526617184231114</id><published>2005-12-22T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T03:09:44.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call your name..</title><content type='html'>t'was a &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;long time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who suddenly broke into a&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;run&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under the happy blue sky&lt;br /&gt;You who had a heart-to-heart talk to a friend&lt;br /&gt;on a &lt;em&gt;rainy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who had to let the cat you raised &lt;u&gt;die&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who knows the end of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt; are &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt; who looked at the sea&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly got &lt;em&gt;aggressive&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;shouted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You who believes in an unseen promise&lt;br /&gt;and single-mindedly &lt;em&gt;continues&lt;/em&gt; on your journey.&lt;br /&gt;You who grumble you have bad luck&lt;br /&gt;You who worries that something's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You &lt;/em&gt;are &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; am &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;u&gt;protect&lt;/u&gt; someone sweet&lt;br /&gt;I want to hinder my weaker self&lt;br /&gt;A way of saying "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;farewell&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;which I've never done before...&lt;br /&gt;A song that just falls from my lips&lt;br /&gt;A rough stone that &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;shines&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like a diamond from within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt; are &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've been pondering what's going to happen from here&lt;br /&gt;and have &lt;u&gt;fallen asleep&lt;/u&gt; before you even noticed&lt;br /&gt;When what you thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;wouldn't break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has &lt;em&gt;broken&lt;/em&gt; all too soon.&lt;br /&gt;When you want to do something bad on purpose&lt;br /&gt;When the sunset has &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;entered into your heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; am &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;lesson &lt;/em&gt;I have &lt;u&gt;learned&lt;/u&gt;.. A person I've always &lt;u&gt;wanted to meet&lt;/u&gt;.. The &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; who doesn't worry about everything.. The child who kept &lt;u&gt;smiling&lt;/u&gt; even if something &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; happened, knowing that everything's &lt;u&gt;going to be alright&lt;/u&gt;.. The little girl wearing a pink dress, wishing for &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone's happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; before blowing out the candles on top of her birthday cake.. The girl who &lt;u&gt;cried&lt;/u&gt; when somebody's &lt;em&gt;hurt&lt;/em&gt;.. The girl who laughed and made everyone &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. The girl who had a &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;kind and gentle heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, but has the &lt;em&gt;courage&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;u&gt;face her fears&lt;/u&gt;.. The &lt;u&gt;girl&lt;/u&gt; who once was &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113526617184231114?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113526617184231114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113526617184231114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113526617184231114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113526617184231114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/call-your-name.html' title='call your name..'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113519190236659402</id><published>2005-12-21T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:05:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawds!!</title><content type='html'>wtf?! it's gonna be Christmas, and I have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fuckin' fever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! waa.. i can't believe this!! it's ruining my Christmas vacation!! oh well~ i wasn't planning on going somewhere else, but here.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and dad's &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; gonna be home for Christmas.. can you believe it?! at least one of them can like.. be with us.. right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head &lt;u&gt;hurts&lt;/u&gt;!! my body &lt;u&gt;hurts&lt;/u&gt;!! everything is &lt;u&gt;hurting&lt;/u&gt;!! arghh!! can't take this anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; before Christmas!! i don't wanna ruin my mood, just 'coz of my fever and the fact that my parents aren't gonna be home.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiz, enough of this crap.. i need some &lt;u&gt;decent rest&lt;/u&gt;!! oh right.. i'm still gonna watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;bleach 62&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. arghh!! this &lt;u&gt;suckz&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113519190236659402?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113519190236659402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113519190236659402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113519190236659402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113519190236659402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/gawds.html' title='gawds!!'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113506196156543267</id><published>2005-12-19T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T04:11:48.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i this naive??</title><content type='html'>yes, i did want him to &lt;u&gt;suffer&lt;/u&gt;.. i wanted him to be unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think that wanting him to be that way is.. well.. kinda &lt;em&gt;childish&lt;/em&gt;.. even if i say that he did things far worse than what i wanted to do to him.. maybe i should just&lt;em&gt; forget everything&lt;/em&gt; that happened between us.. our &lt;em&gt;relationship&lt;/em&gt;.. our&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt;.. our &lt;em&gt;promises&lt;/em&gt;.. even the &lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt; that i felt because of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was these pains that gave me the idea that &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;revenge is sweet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. for some people, it is.. once, it was for me, too.. but.. maybe it's better to just let it all go.. i shouldn't be affected or something about "&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;" thing.. i am far more mature than stoop down to the level of those who once tried to destroy OUR relationship, and fortunately, they won and &lt;u&gt;succeeded&lt;/u&gt;.. and that brought me pain.. not to mention, a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let alone the sadness that i felt&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;u&gt;let alone the pain and heartaches&lt;/u&gt;.. now, i am a happy person.. with nothing to worry about.. and i don't want this thing to spoil my Christmas vacation.. besides, i don't want people to think that i still love him 'coz of this.. that would be.. uhh.. y'know.. BAD.. ahehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people keep pushing me.. and keep telling me that i still love him.. &lt;u&gt;cut the crap&lt;/u&gt;!! i don't love him anymore.. and that's what i'm going to &lt;u&gt;prove&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's say that he'll be happy.. then, i wish for both their happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Win dain a lotica En vai tu ri Si lo ta.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To a heart that is numbed with cold the dragon takes.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113506196156543267?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113506196156543267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113506196156543267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113506196156543267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113506196156543267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-i-this-naive.html' title='am i this naive??'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19976204.post-113492458815509216</id><published>2005-12-18T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T09:16:05.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll let the two of you ROT in your own so-called HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>it's been a while.. well, there wasn't something to write about, so i didn't write any more nonsense in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the last day of our classes this year.. xD we had a Christmas party, with the usual "kainan" and exchange gifts..^^ love the tradition.. ahehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only difference this year is that we didn't have The DANCE NIGHT, the most awaited program of the year.. OMG.. it just feels uhhh.. weird.. or feels like something is missing.. the excitement.. the cheers.. the dance steps.. everything was missing.. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* too bad.. it's 'coz the Directress didn't want to have the dance night.. argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of having the dance night, the PTA prepared a musical called "ALEX IN WONDERLAND".. we, patricio and i, watched it, and had fun singing the songs.. well, they were familiar.. go the distance (Hercules), at the beginning (Anastasia), the prayer (Charlotte Church), some songs from Hunch Back of Notre Dame, belle (Beauty and the Beast), and some other really familiar songs..^^ oh, i also heard background music from Ragnarok at Cole Mines.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the play, the song, "&lt;em&gt;KUNG WALA KA&lt;/em&gt;" by Hale was played.. awww.. and perfect timing!! when i was singing the song and glanced at my right, i saw something.. uhh.. something.. that like.. irritated me.. @_@ and suddenly, i started crying.. over something that i should have already been able to handle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there came more awkward moments.. and i was trying my best to SMILE, and LAUGH for them not to notice my uneasiness with the &lt;em&gt;two people&lt;/em&gt; in sight.. it was at one point when i almost lost my control over my body.. i was about to walk out.. i was about to give up.. i was about to lose myself.. it would've turned out bad if it weren't for the promises that i remembered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at KFC, iceberg, king korn, and sang at karaoke..^^ it was when i got home that i realized something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;woohoo!! it's already Christmas vacation!!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, over-all, it was a fun day..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19976204-113492458815509216?l=being-unloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/feeds/113492458815509216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19976204&amp;postID=113492458815509216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113492458815509216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19976204/posts/default/113492458815509216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://being-unloved.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-let-two-of-you-rot-in-your-own-so.html' title='i&apos;ll let the two of you ROT in your own so-called HEAVEN'/><author><name>Ry-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18049839880256674290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
