<?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-12100467</id><updated>2011-07-13T16:50:47.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoRKs of a DRuNKen aSs, sMOKahoLIC, OVER aGe cOLLege STuDeNt..</title><subtitle type='html'>"READ ON, ENJOY"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-4267929323122502477</id><published>2007-08-03T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T02:50:06.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alam mo ba kung nasan ang Tarlac?</title><content type='html'>Madalas pagsinabi mo na tiga tarlac ka ang sasabihin ng mga tao e yan yung dinadaanan papuntang baguio di ba? Yung mahabang daan na trapik pa, dadaanan yung Luisita di ba? Yung iba naman akala e parte ito ng Pampanga kasi mga tao daw dito e kapampangan. Tama yun iba, yung iba naman ay mali. Tama dadaanan mo ang Tarlac pag papunta ka ng baguio, tama trapik dito, tama nandito ag Luisita. Ang mali e hindi ito parte ng Pampanga, mali hindi lahat ng tao dito e kapampangan. Medyo madaming kapampangan pero madami din ilocano, merong bisaya, merong tagalog, merong ilonggo. Sa madaling salita e halo halo ang salita dito. Hindi lahat kampampangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniisip ko kung parte tayo ng Wow Philippines e ano ang tourist spot natin? Meron tayong Death March Shrine sa Capas yun nga lng e malayo kaya kung di ka fan ng history e malamang hindi mo dadayuin yun. May bago din yung Eco park sa San Jose, di ko pa nakita yun ngayon kasi nung last ako na nakapunta e hindi pa siya tapos. Meron din bagong Monastery sa San Jose na dinadayo din ng mga tao, maganda daw sabi ng nanay ko kasi ilang beses na sila nakapunta dun. Wala din malaking mall dito gaya ng SM o kaya'y Robinson's. Counted ba na tourist spot yun Luisita o kaya yung plaza natin na may istatwa ni Ninoy? Di ko lam e. Kung iisipin mo e meron nga bang tourist spot dito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag titignan mo sa mapa ang Tarlac e napapaligiran ito ng lupa, mga ibang probinsya gaya ng Nueva Ecija, Pampanga at Pangasinan. Sa pwesto pa lng e alam mo na walang dagat dito, swimming pool madami pero tubig alat ala. Wala din gimikan dito na gaya ng sa maynila o kaya sa ibang ciudad. Meron mga bars pero konti tao, tahimik (na para sakin e ok yun, yoko ng masyadong madaming tao), di uso mixed drinks, san mig light lang lagi. Kaya pag napapadpad mga nasanay sa maunlad na ciudad e naiisip na nilang bumalik kasi tahimik daw masyado, boring daw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung may mapagmamalaki man ako dito sa Tarlac e malamang ay yung mga tao kasi dito ka makakakita ng halo halong tao na nagkakasama-sama, nagkakasundo-sundo. Maliit lang din ang Tarlac kaya halos lahat magkakakilala. Mayabang ako na pinagmamalaki ko mga tao dito dahil madami ako nakilala, dito kaya ako lumaki, madaming mabubuting tao ang nangagaling dito. Yun nga lang pag natapak na sa maynila e manilenyo na tingin nila sa sarili nila, ayaw na dito sa probinsya kasi nga daw walang magawa. Ewan ko ba bakit ganun, ako kasi kuntento na ko na nandito lang sa bahay namin, napapahinga. Pagdating ng hapon o gabi e magkikita kita kami ng mga kaibigan magiinom ng konti sa mga bahay o kaya sa Gauranos o kaya sa Fat-fat. Madaming kuwentuhan at konting inom madalas ang nangyayari. Madalas tuwing sabado e ganun ang ginagawa namin. Natutuwa na kami sa ganun, enjoy na kami sa ganun. Siguro sa tingin ng iba e mababaw pero ganun kami e. Mas pinupuntahan at inuuwian ang mga tao dito kesa sa lugar mismo, mas iniisip kung sino puwedeng makasama kaysa sa kung anong mapupuntahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro masyado ko pinapanigan probinsya ko kasi dito ako lumaki pero subukan niyo lang. Subukan niyo na kilalanin mga tao dito, hindi lang basta daanan. Sigurado matutuwa kayo, makakakilala kayo ng mga taong interesante, mga taong makakausap ng maayos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-4267929323122502477?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/4267929323122502477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=4267929323122502477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4267929323122502477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4267929323122502477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/08/alam-mo-ba-kung-nasan-ang-tarlac.html' title='Alam mo ba kung nasan ang Tarlac?'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-1370636743583205655</id><published>2007-07-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:17:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUHAY HIGHSHOOL part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Uniporme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nag uniporme ka ba ng puti na polo at asul na pantalon&lt;br /&gt;o kayumanggi na uniporme na may puti na sintoron?&lt;br /&gt;Na may mga pagkakataon na umuuwi ka nang naka polo na lang&lt;br /&gt;kasi nabasa ng pawis ang panloob mo.&lt;br /&gt;Pagandahan at pabaguhan ng sapatos,&lt;br /&gt;yabangan pag naka-jordan ka o kaya vans o airwalk.&lt;br /&gt;Na umuwi ka na may tatas yung uniporme mo&lt;br /&gt;kasi masyado maikli o dahil mababa masyado ang sinturon mo.&lt;br /&gt;Nagpagandahan at paiksian ng medyas, yung may mga design na bulaklak, yung may mga lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Telepono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nakuha mo ba na magkaroon ng phone pal na nakilala mo&lt;br /&gt;dahil nadial lng nila ang number mo?&lt;br /&gt;O kaya'y nagbibigay ng ibang pangalan pero sa totoo e kilala mo pla siya.&lt;br /&gt;Manligaw sa telopono nagawa mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;Na iba ang patatawagin at nagkataon na nandun ka kaya kayo na maguusap.&lt;br /&gt;Na makipagusap sa taong gusto mo na grupo kayo&lt;br /&gt;dahil kelangan mo ng suporta pag di mo na alam ang sasabihin mo,&lt;br /&gt;na naririnig mo na kinikilig mga kaibigan mo at nagtatawanan.&lt;br /&gt;Magtelebabad hanggang alas onse ng gabi na papagalitan ka sa magulang mo&lt;br /&gt;dahil nung mga panahon na yun e late na yun kasi may pasok ka pa ng alas syete ng umaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Puppy love (di pa kasi uso yung love life na term nun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madalas ka bang pumupunta sa ibang iskwela para magpakyut sa crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;Pupunta ka sa intrams o kaya foundation day nila&lt;br /&gt;kasama mga barkada mo para manuod at mapansin kayo.&lt;br /&gt;Gumawa ng mga paraan para mapansin ka ng crush mo&lt;br /&gt;gaya ng pagsusuot ng mga usong damit,&lt;br /&gt;pag gamit ng usong cologne, mga atlantis o kaya bench 8&lt;br /&gt;o kaya pabango ng kuya mo o tatay na ninakaw mo sa cabinet nila.&lt;br /&gt;para naman mabango ka pag lumapit ka sa crush mo&lt;br /&gt;o kaya maamoy ka pag napadaan siya.&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan mo ba na kabahan dahil may grupo ng babae o lalake&lt;br /&gt;na nagbubulungan tapos tumatawa at nakatingin sa nyo na tinuturo ka pa.&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan mo bang magpagawa o gumawa ng love letter&lt;br /&gt;na nakasulat sa page ng corona notebook mo&lt;br /&gt;o kaya nakasulat sa karton ng french fries ng Mcdo&lt;br /&gt;na pinagkainan nyo ng crush mo.&lt;br /&gt;Tinago mo ba yung resibo nung kumain kayo sa isang fastfood&lt;br /&gt;o di kaya'y tinandaan ang petsa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-1370636743583205655?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/1370636743583205655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=1370636743583205655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1370636743583205655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1370636743583205655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/07/buhay-highshool-part-1.html' title='BUHAY HIGHSHOOL part 1'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-7163040121037786953</id><published>2007-07-09T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T02:57:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"baon"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;kaya late e dahil may rason.&lt;br /&gt;Madalang lang humirit pero sa bawat banat ay ang kulit&lt;br /&gt;may kasamang sundot sa tagiliran, ngiti na nakakaloko at mata na nanliliit.&lt;br /&gt;Isang inhinyero na napalayo, matapang nag-solo&lt;br /&gt;namimis ng lahat dahil sa layo ay text lang ang katapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"buset"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;napapakamot ulo at bigas ay kainez.&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga buyo ay siya ang hari, sa bawat salita ikaw ay mpapangiti.&lt;br /&gt;Siya ang kaibigan na isang sabi lang ay mapagbibigyan ka,&lt;br /&gt;kahit ano pa yan basta't kaya ay ibibigay niya.&lt;br /&gt;Pag lumuluwas ka, isang text lng sa kanya, ang sagot niya agad ay "o sige halina".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"kabeeg"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;kahit saan man ang mga tao ay napapakapit.&lt;br /&gt;Prangka na tao laging sinasabi ang naiisip at ang totoo,&lt;br /&gt;di ka iiwan kahit anong sabihin mo ay pakikinggan.&lt;br /&gt;Papayuhan ka, sasabihan ka pero dapat handa ka na tanggapin ang kahit ano man.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayo'y seryoso sa pag aaral upang tagumpay ay makamtan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"bangko"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;tahimik pero makulit, gwapo at matalino&lt;br /&gt;kaya kahit sinong babae e sigurado maiinlab ng todo.&lt;br /&gt;Tubig at load ang pinagkaabalahan sipag, pawis at tiyaga ang pinuhunan.&lt;br /&gt;Madalang makakuwentuhan pero sigurado ito'y may kabuluhan.&lt;br /&gt;Seryoso man tignan pero sa mga isang hirit sigurado sasakit ang iyon tiyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"workaholik"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Lagpas lagpas sa oras ng trabaho kaya laging pagod ang loko.&lt;br /&gt;Sabado o linggo kapag tumawag ang boss bigkas ay "sige andyan na po".&lt;br /&gt;Nasaktan ng todo todo pero ngayon handa nang ibigay lahat ng buo.&lt;br /&gt;Porma pa lang mahuhumaling ka na, sa kanyang "bling bling" ika'y mapapa-wow talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Naghihintay at naghahanap ng tunay na ligaya, babae na sa kanya'y magaalaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba si Boy &lt;strong&gt;"tibs"&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;manunulat, artista, musikero sa madaling salita ay talentado.&lt;br /&gt;Sa kasiyahan siya ang nangunguna, sa pagakain nandyan agad yan walang duda.&lt;br /&gt;Simple magsalita ngunit malaman, pag di ka magaling umilag sigurado tatamaan ka.&lt;br /&gt;Idolo ng madami, kaibigan ng lahat, tawa ang inumpisahan pero ngayon seryoso na.&lt;br /&gt;Madalas naka ngiti pero isang malalim na tao na may malawak na pananaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga tunay na kaibigan, siguradong di malilimutan di lang dahil sa kakulitan&lt;br /&gt;at kalokohan pero sila'y di malilimutan kasi sa lungkot at saya, gimik at problema,&lt;br /&gt;may pera man o wala sigurado nandyan sila bibigyan ka ng kakaibang tuwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba't ibang persona, iisang barkada&lt;br /&gt;ang tanging hangad ay ligaya&lt;br /&gt;para sa sarili at sa isa't isa..&lt;br /&gt;Mga taong totoo, kaibigan hanggang dulo.&lt;br /&gt;Sino ka ba sa mga ito?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-7163040121037786953?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/7163040121037786953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=7163040121037786953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7163040121037786953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7163040121037786953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/07/ikaw-ba-si-boy-baon-kaya-late-e-dahil.html' title=''/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-8659998363021550122</id><published>2007-06-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:01:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUNTUNG HININGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Madalas ang buntung hininga ay senyales ng iba't ibang emosyon. Minsan dahil sa pagkabusog, minsan dahil sa pagkabagot, minsan sa pagkadismaya, minsan dahil sa pagkainis, minsan dahil sa lungkot, minsan may kasamang ngiti, minsan may kasamang simangot, pero madalas ito'y paraan ng pagpaparamdam ng pagod. Pagod sa trabaho, sa eskwela, sa pamilya, sa kaibigan, sa kasintahan, sa relasyon, sa buhay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lahat ng tao e ginagawa ito dahil sa kanya kanyang rason.&lt;br /&gt;Sa paghinga ng malalim madalas nakakaramdam tayo ng pagiging maayos, nkakapagisip tayo ng maayos, nakakaramdam tayo ng kapayapaan, napipigilan natin na sumigaw, napipigilan natin na mainis, napipigilan natin na magalit. Yun nga lang e ang naidudulot lang nito ay pagpigil.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Napipigilan natin na ilabas kung ano talaga nararamdaman natin, napipigilan natin na sabihin ang totoo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa bawat buntung hininga madalas ay may kasamang katanungan reaksyon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mga madalas na katanungan pagkatapos ng buntong hininga:&lt;br /&gt;"Anong nangyayari sakin?"&lt;br /&gt;"Anong ginagawa ko sa buhay ko?"&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ganito nararamdaman ko?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tama ba ginagawa ko?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mga madalas na salitang binabanggit pagkatapos ng buntong hininga:&lt;br /&gt;"Dana!"&lt;br /&gt;"Buset!"&lt;br /&gt;"Pootah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hay"&lt;br /&gt;"Relax, relax"&lt;br /&gt;"Shit"&lt;br /&gt;"What the!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa bawat paghinga ng malalim, sa bawat buntong hininga ay senyales ng hirap.. Senyales ng sakit.. Senyales ng pagpigil..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-8659998363021550122?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/8659998363021550122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=8659998363021550122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/8659998363021550122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/8659998363021550122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/06/buntung-hininga.html' title='BUNTUNG HININGA'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-7867054680270638781</id><published>2007-06-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:58:29.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TRUTH</title><content type='html'>I've always felt lonely, i don't kow why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because i don't have my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live my life for my family, for my friends, for my girlfriend (if i have one)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that i should always try to help people as much as i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess that's one of the reasons why i don't have my own life, i'm just too busy trying to help others that i forget to help myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time to go to bed that's when it hits you, your problems are still there, usually much worse than before, and when it's time to wake up you feel shitty that you'd just talk to yourself and say "relax, relax" then you'll need to cover your face with a pillow cause you just have this urge to curse and shout just to relieve all the pressure, all the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fix things but can't fix my own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken, in pieces and i just can't put things back together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and smoke outside our house, waiting.. Waiting for someone notice me, notice that this time i'm the one who needs fixing, i'm the one who needs help, i'm the one who needs saving.. When will it be my turn? Could someone give me a clue? When will it be my turn to say stories of how happy my life is instead of listening to others. When will my smiles stop being superficial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'am in pursuit of happiness right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-7867054680270638781?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/7867054680270638781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=7867054680270638781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7867054680270638781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7867054680270638781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/06/truth.html' title='THE TRUTH'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-7081629815479609428</id><published>2007-06-01T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:05:44.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE STEP CLOSER TO HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may be a piece of delicious pie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may be a beautiful sunset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may be a smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may be a simple pat on the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may be an instance remembered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It may simply be a word said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone experiences heaven, different ways, different feelings&lt;br /&gt;Some may be complicated and some may be simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We may experience heaven everyday, it's just upto us&lt;br /&gt;We may let others experience heaven,it's just upto us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heaven may be a place, a person, a thing.. We can't be sure&lt;br /&gt;But if there's one thing i'm sure of, it exists..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-7081629815479609428?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/7081629815479609428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=7081629815479609428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7081629815479609428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7081629815479609428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-step-closer-to-heaven.html' title='ONE STEP CLOSER TO HEAVEN'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-1284995923399939229</id><published>2007-06-01T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:04:09.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO PLAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Situation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of pain you feel distressed, uneasy, depressed.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to stay at home or choose to go to work&lt;br /&gt;but still can't do any work, you just sit there starring clueless&lt;br /&gt;of what you're doing and wondering what you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekends, you choose to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;Watching television, you scan through all the channels&lt;br /&gt;wishing that you'll get to watch a "feel good movie",&lt;br /&gt;that somehow it'll help you get through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose to eat ice cream, hoping that it'll make you feel good about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You pray that somehow someone would notice that you're in distress&lt;br /&gt;and visit you, invite you to go out so that you'll have someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;and you wouldn't need to cover your face with a pillow and then shout,&lt;br /&gt;just to relieve all that pain and hurt you're feeling.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to find a quiet place and meditate just to ease yourself of all that anxiety,&lt;br /&gt;just to release all the pressure, a place to breath deeply to take away all the tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be with people you can simply be stupid with.&lt;br /&gt;People that would exactly accept you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You need to be with friends that you wouldn't need to close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;cause your afraid that they'd see in your eyes just how sad and lonely you are.&lt;br /&gt;You need to be around friends that would tell just how fuckin stupid you are,&lt;br /&gt;and by those words you would realize that you are that stupid then learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all would learn from our mistakes with the help of the people around us&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately there would come a time&lt;br /&gt;that we'd do a stupid thing again that would piss them off of course&lt;br /&gt;and we'd hear the phrase "what the?!?" you did it again!!&lt;br /&gt;For the thousand time they'll say "how stupid can you be, damn?!?"&lt;br /&gt;You can just say "i'm no superman" (with a smirk on your face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you do that you'll hear almost all the most painful words you could imagine,&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel the most painful punches, slaps..&lt;br /&gt;But everything would be worth it, you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Simply because after all the pain, after all the shit, after all the puches, after all the slaps,&lt;br /&gt;you know that someone still cares for you, somebody still gives a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Someone would still pat on you on the back and you'd know they'll always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;and you would'nt owe them a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Plan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to realize that in everything that we do, a risk would be involved.&lt;br /&gt;With risks, pain would be there with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not regret anything that we did because it caused us pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not getting any younger, regrets would just pull us down,&lt;br /&gt;regrets would just hold us back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to do things that would make us happy, not be afraid to be true.&lt;br /&gt;sing your heart out in the shower, sing under rain,&lt;br /&gt;face the waves, stuff your mouth with food, drink till you puke,&lt;br /&gt;be with the person you adore the most, hug the one you care for,&lt;br /&gt;kiss the one you love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life there are no real second chances..&lt;br /&gt;It's always upto us to make it happen..&lt;br /&gt;So let's not waste time, enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After you read this, tell me what you think..&lt;br /&gt;Linger if all of this is true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm no writer..&lt;br /&gt;Just a man sharing his sleepless nights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-1284995923399939229?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/1284995923399939229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=1284995923399939229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1284995923399939229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1284995923399939229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-to-play.html' title='HOW TO PLAY..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-1967513818827052298</id><published>2007-05-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:50:15.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANG KATOTOHANAN NG INUMAN</title><content type='html'>Sa akala ng lahat e pag naginuman e pwede kang mamlutan ng marami&lt;br /&gt;naku, mali ka dahil ang pulutan e para sa lahat, hindi lang para sayo&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo napapansin ang tawag na nila sayo e "kung fu"&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lng e hindi ok pero dahil inuman, ok lang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa inuman sinasabi nila pwede mong sabihin lahat.&lt;br /&gt;pero ang hindi mo alam e tinitiis ka lang nila&lt;br /&gt;natatawa sila sa bawat sinasabi mo, napapailing&lt;br /&gt;pero wala silang magawa dahil inuman ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa inuman sabi nila lumalabas ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;pero sa totoo lng e takot ka lang na sabihin ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;kapag di ka nakaninom, naduduwag ka&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre wala sila magagawa dahil inuman ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa inuman sinasabi nila na pwede kang umiyak hanggang gusto mo&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi mo alam pag nakatalikod ka e sasabihin lang nila&lt;br /&gt;"ala, napano siya? bakit ganun sya?"&lt;br /&gt;pero siyempre hindi sila magsasalita dahil inuman ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa inuman sinasabi nila ito ay masaya&lt;br /&gt;pero sa totoo lng lang e ito ang pinaka puro na&lt;br /&gt;panahon ng pagiging malungkot, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;dahil dito alam mo na hindi ka huhusgahan&lt;br /&gt;dito alam mo na parepareho kayo ng nararamdaman&lt;br /&gt;dito nakikita mo na di lang ikaw ang malungkot&lt;br /&gt;dito nakikita mo sa mata ng lahat ang sama ng loob&lt;br /&gt;di ka nagiisa pero nagiisa ka sa pag papakita ng lungkot&lt;br /&gt;nagiisa ka dahil natatakot ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;na "sirain ang magandang inuman"&lt;br /&gt;pero isipin mo meron bang ganun?&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos ng palabas ng kasiyahan, anu ba pinaguusapan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba lungkot&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba kainisan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba sama ng loob&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba masasamang alaala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero anu ba magagawa natin? Inuman ito e..&lt;br /&gt;Kelangan masaya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-1967513818827052298?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/1967513818827052298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=1967513818827052298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1967513818827052298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1967513818827052298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/05/ang-katotohanan-ng-inuman.html' title='ANG KATOTOHANAN NG INUMAN'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-1045913779901408808</id><published>2007-05-30T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:45:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SA DILIM NG GABI</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hiling ng lahat e merong sasagip sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hiling ng lahat merong magtatanggol sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hiling ng lahat merong tutulong sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tama na ang hiling&lt;br /&gt;ang tanging makakasagip sayo ay ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pero takot ka na sagipin ang sarili mo&lt;br /&gt;dahil takot ka na aminin sa sarili mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na mahina ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na kelangan mo ng tulong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tama na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tanga ka kung akala mo sa lahat ng panahon e malakas ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yan ang pinaka malaking katangahan sa buhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pinaka malaking kamalian na magagawa mo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-1045913779901408808?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/1045913779901408808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=1045913779901408808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1045913779901408808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/1045913779901408808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/05/sa-dilim-ng-gabi.html' title='SA DILIM NG GABI'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-4093147069859168687</id><published>2007-04-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:06:45.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;May isang lalake na tingin ng tingin&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin&lt;br /&gt;sa sobrang tingin ng tingin ay di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na may nabangga sya na isang matanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa pagkabangga ng lalake sa matandang babae&lt;br /&gt;e natapon ang bitbit ng matanda na gulay&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na may kargador na nadulas sa mga gulay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa pagkadulas ng kargador ay sya'y napatingin&lt;br /&gt;muntik matapon ang mga karga nya&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na sya'y muntikan bumangga sa isang tindahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa muntikang pagkabannga ay napatingin ang tindera&lt;br /&gt;napasigaw ang tindera ng "hoy! ano ba yan!"&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na sya'y nanakawan ng pala ng isang batang lalake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa pagkakanakaw ng bata ay may pulis na napatingin&lt;br /&gt;ngunit wala syang ginawa kundi tumingin&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na ang batang lalake ay tumakbo na papalayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa pagtakbo ng batang lalake sya'y kinabahan&lt;br /&gt;matulin ang kanyang takbo para hindi mahuli&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingn, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na may batang babae nakaupo sa sulok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sa pagkahampas ng batang lalake sa batang babae&lt;br /&gt;ang batang babae ay napatingin&lt;br /&gt;tingin ng tingin, tingin ng tingin at di napansin&lt;br /&gt;na ang tanging nakikita nya at itim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-4093147069859168687?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/4093147069859168687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=4093147069859168687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4093147069859168687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4093147069859168687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/04/mata.html' title='MATA'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-7174627302248036420</id><published>2007-03-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:24:56.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i give up everyone feared i have surpassed on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can't bear it on my own anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tears on my face, my body shaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i give up, i just can't take it anymore on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just can't pretend that I'm strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that i can do it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my fears are here, haunting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i give up, I'm not strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i may not make sense, pathetic it may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just can't do it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i give up, my soul is dead &amp; i can't revive it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;whatever i do, it takes less than death to kill a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm dead, everything inside me is numb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sleep is the only answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eternal sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-7174627302248036420?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/7174627302248036420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=7174627302248036420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7174627302248036420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/7174627302248036420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/03/breakdown.html' title='the breakdown'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-4688820228002135857</id><published>2007-02-21T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:06:27.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Don't believe me whatever i say, just please don't judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I never hid anything from you, but all you do is see how bad I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All I have been is an open book, I've told my life, my whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've changed but you don't believe me, fixed myself and yet you see me broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've lied, cheated, hurt people.  There are instances that I'm rude, proud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mad, angry.  I may have been a snob, a jerk, a prick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At times I may have been unbearable to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The question is how different are you from me?  Haven't you been that kind of person?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Look at yourself..  If you're different then you can judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But if you do judge me, don't be a coward.  Tell me straight up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Don't go gossiping it to other people, enough whispers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-4688820228002135857?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/4688820228002135857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=4688820228002135857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4688820228002135857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/4688820228002135857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/02/why.html' title='WHY??'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-117197148073093894</id><published>2007-02-20T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:38:00.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PELIKULA</title><content type='html'>Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hindi porke matapang ka e bida ka na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madalas sa katapangan mo ay nagiging kontra ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Na pag nagpakatotoo ka e mamahalin ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Madalas e inggit at paninira pa ang matatanggap mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Na pag nagsabi ka ng katotohanan e paniniwalaan ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Madalas lalo ka pang pagdududahan kapag ganun ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba buhay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Na pag pinaghirapan mo e makukuha mo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Madalas napupunta pa sa iba na wala namang kwenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Na pag ginawa mo lahat at umintindi ka e mabuti ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Madalas pag ganun e naiiwan at kinakalimutan ka pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay e parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na pag nalagpasan mo lahat ng pagsubok e magaling ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hindi humihinto ang pagsubok, kahit saan kang tumingin na sulok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay e parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Na kahit kelan hindi ka magiisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sino ka ba para samahan lagi ng iba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na pag magaling ka dumiskarte sa buhay ay kabibiliban ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Madalas e sisiraan at kaiingitan ka pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay e parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Na pag naging mabuti ka sa iba e tutulungan ka din nila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Madalas e pag seselosan ka pa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Na pag inayos mo ang buhay mo e maniniwala sila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Madalas iisipin lng nila na nagkukunwari ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba ang buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindin nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Na pagnagtapat ka e sigurado sasagutin ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Madalas hindi ka naman gusto sigurado basted ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Na pag pinaglaban mo sya e paglalaban ka din nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Madalas nangyayari e lolokohin ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala mo ba buhay ay parang pelikula&lt;br /&gt;Pwes hindi, nagkakamali ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na pagdating sa dulo e happy ending sya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dahil ang happy ending lng e pag patay ka na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-117197148073093894?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/117197148073093894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=117197148073093894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/117197148073093894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/117197148073093894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/02/pelikula.html' title='PELIKULA'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-117015189005550883</id><published>2007-01-30T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:11:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diagnosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not terminal but I am in pain.&lt;br /&gt;My chest is hurting, stinging, stabbing,&lt;br /&gt;burning, squeezing, tearing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel it while I'm asleep, while I'm awake..&lt;br /&gt;Every minute of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm not terminal but I feel overdosed, toxic.&lt;br /&gt;Nausea, vomiting, anorexia, diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;Skin rash, deafness, blindness, dizziness.&lt;br /&gt;Chills, fever, spasms, convulsions.&lt;br /&gt;insomniac, nephritic, hepatitic, paralyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm not terminal but i'm hypertensive, hypotensive.&lt;br /&gt;Hypernatremia, hyponatremia, hyperkalemia, hypokalemia.&lt;br /&gt;Hyperlipidemic, hypolipidemic, hyperglycemic, hypoglycemic.&lt;br /&gt;Hyperthermia, hypothermia, hypermagnesemia, hypomagnesemia.&lt;br /&gt;Hyperphosphatemia, hypophosphatemia, hypercalcemia, hypocalcemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not terminal but my lungs are slowly filling up with fluids.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gasping to catch every breath but never can,&lt;br /&gt;every breath is petrifying.&lt;br /&gt;It's slow, painful, torturous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm not terminal but I'm sick.. Really sick.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-117015189005550883?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/117015189005550883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=117015189005550883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/117015189005550883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/117015189005550883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/diagnosis.html' title='Diagnosis'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116964444443318908</id><published>2007-01-24T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:37:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by "Coach Carter"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Deepest Fear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens&lt;br /&gt;us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You are a child of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;our playing small doesn't serve the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that&lt;br /&gt;other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God that is within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's not just in some of us -- it's in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And as we let our own light shine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we unconsciously give other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;permission to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It doesn't mean if you deserve something, they're gonna&lt;br /&gt;give it to you.. Sometimes you have to fight for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At huwag tawaging Nigger ang mga African American dahil&lt;br /&gt;nakakadegrade ito at nakakasakit ng loob.. Alam ko&lt;br /&gt;ayan.. Aray! Masaket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116964444443318908?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116964444443318908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116964444443318908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116964444443318908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116964444443318908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/inspired-by-coach-carter.html' title='Inspired by &quot;Coach Carter&quot;'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116964411818799024</id><published>2007-01-24T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:08:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza all you can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4156/1008/1600/276847/copyKido238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4156/1008/320/136864/copyKido238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kaninang umaga e naisipan ng tatlong magkakaibigan na mag pizza all you can na bagong promo ng Greenwich. 11am-2pm ang promo nila, si kitt ay naexperience na ito kaya talagang buo ang loob nya na gawin ulit. Pagdating ng magkakaibigan ay pumila na sila at nang nakabayad e niluklok na nila ang kanilang mga sarili at naghintay. Habang naghihintay e nagpayabangan ang magkakaibigan kung gano karami ang kanilang makakain, si PJ ang kinatatakutan ng magkakaibigan na kakaunti lamang ang kakainen at hindi magiging sulit ang kanilang binayad. Nang dumating ang kanilang pagkayen e parang matagal nang hindi nakatikim ng pagakain at sa isang iglap e naubos ang kanilang tig dadalawang piraso ng pizza. Pagkatapos nun e nagyabangan ulit ang magkakaibigan ng kaya daw ang siyam na piraso. Nang umabot na sa ikalimang piraso e nakaramdam si bruce ng mabigat na pakiramdam sa kanyang tiyan at sinabi na "i can feel it, i'm injured!" pero nagisip na kaya pa nya at humirit ng isa pa. Nang naka tig-aanim na piraso na e biglang nanahimik si kitt ang ang sabi nya e "injured din ako! tara na!", ngunit si Pj ay humirit ng isa pang piraso. Kung sino ang naiip na kakaunti ang makakayen ay siya ang pinaka maraming nakayen! Nang sila'y pauwi na e talagang nararamdaman na ni kitt ang sakit nya ng tiyan at pinagmamadali na si bruce ngunit sa kasamaang palad e hindi sila makapagmadali dahil ginagawa ang daan papauwi. Nang nasa may tapat na sila ng pamamahay nila e hinintay nila na buksan na ang gate upang makapasok pero si kitt ay kumaripas na ng takbo papaunta sa palikuran dahil hindi na nya matiis at ito'y sumisilip na. Nang makapasok e kanya kanyang pwesto na dahil busog, si kitt pagkatapos sa palikuran e higa agad sa kama at pahinga, si Pj naman ay tinignan ang mga regalo na bigay ni jherome, si bruce naman ay nakaramdam ng panghihina na umano'y tumataas ang presyon nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eto lang ang aral na mapupulot nyo mga bata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kapag ika'y matakaw e matatae ka at mahihigh blood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116964411818799024?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116964411818799024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116964411818799024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116964411818799024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116964411818799024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/pizza-all-you-can.html' title='Pizza all you can!'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116948038667304866</id><published>2007-01-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:39:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isa sa pinakamalungkot na kanta..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4156/1008/1600/230834/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4156/1008/320/838579/jimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bale title nito e 23, Jimmy Eat World ang kumanta.. Lupit nitong kantang to, tagos hanggang buto. Dahil kay kulas lang kya narinig ko tong kanta na to, sya kasi madalas nagbibigay sakin ng mga mp3. Pag sa tingin nya e magugustuhan ko yung kanta e bibigyan nya ako agad ng kopya, lagi syang tama! Eto lyrics ng kanta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt for sure last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That once we said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will know these lonely dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will know that part of meI'm still driving away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm sorry every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always love these selfish things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not stopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my turn to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this was our time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will have me like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will have me, only you&lt;br /&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing still it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always love what I'll never have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always live in my regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116948038667304866?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116948038667304866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116948038667304866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116948038667304866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116948038667304866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/isa-sa-pinakamalungkot-na-kanta.html' title='Isa sa pinakamalungkot na kanta..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116947900546735148</id><published>2007-01-22T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:16:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Never take anything for granted for when you lose that something, you'll be tested.. Tested upto your soul.."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116947900546735148?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116947900546735148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116947900546735148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947900546735148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947900546735148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116947893479628740</id><published>2007-01-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:15:34.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>The whole week e masama pakiramdam ko, balik balik lagnat ko.. Kahirap, absent ako almost the whole week.  Pumasok ako ng wednesday kaso e wala pala pasok kya uwi na lng agad, ganun din nung thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Masama pa din pakiramdam ko pero kelangan ko pumasok para malaman ko kung may pasok ng saturday, hehe.  Nung gabi naman e nagtext si jonie na may inuman daw kila ton ton, nagtext din si Al nun na magbiliards muna bago pumunta dun.  Kaya nakapunta ako kila ton ng mga 9pm na, pagdating ko e naka kalahating case na sila ng dead horse.  Natapos kami ng mga 12am na ata at nakaubos kami ng 1 1/2 na case lahat lahat kaya medyo bangkak nung pauwi kasi c ron, ton, jonie tsaka ako na lang naginom noon.  After nun e hinatid ko na si ron at medyo nagkwentuhan kami ng buhay buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Medyo late nako nakatulog ng Friday kya late na din ako nagising (buti na lang fiesta kaya walang pasok, yes!!).  Pagkagising e kayen ng lunch, umuwi si ken tsaka ate ging noon, pagdating ng after lunch e naalala ko na may dvd pala ako ng prison break  season 1 and 2 kya yun ang ginawa namin, nag prison break marathon kami.  Hapon e ngtetext na si jp na nababato na daw sya sa bahay kaya sabi ko e pmunta na sya ng bahay at maki-marathon sya samin, mga 5 or 6pm ata e nadito na sya kya ang hinihintay na lng namin ay si mandy at dado (si kulas kasi e KJ moves muna daw ngayon kaya kahit nasa tarlac sya e di kami ngkita kita).  Nagsimula na kami uminom ng mga 7pm, kasama ko si ken, ate anne at jp.  Dumating si mandy at dado ng mga 9pm, inom inom at kwento kwento.  Ok naman yung gabi dahil napagsabihan ako ng mga tao, prangka sila lahat.  "If you obtain too cheap, you esteem too lightly" words of wisdom ni jp.  Nakinig naman ako sa kanilang lahat, medyo mahirap pero sana kayanin ko.. Salamat mga tol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;5am na yta ako nakatulog nun pero mga 12pm e gising nako (maaga na yun para sakin), kayen ng lunch at tinext ko na mga tao dahil pinagusapan namin na pupuntahan namin si grace sa hospital bago sila magsiluwas (si gara e na typhoid fever dahil sa pagkayen ng pishbol sa novaliches).  Nagkita kita kami ng mga 3pm at mga 4pm e nasa hospital na kami, pagdating namin e nandun mga tita at parents nya medyo kwentuhan.  Nung mga 5pm e kelangan umalis ng parents ni gara kaya kami kami lng naitira dun kya dun e nagpiksur piksur kami pero si gara e KJ ayaw sumama sa mga piksur, hehe, at kami e nagpiksur piksur na kami nakahiga sa kama kaya malamang may typhoid fever na kami (haha!).  Good naman yung weekend ko, masaya at madaming realizations.. Kelangan na magayos ayos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116947893479628740?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116947893479628740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116947893479628740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947893479628740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947893479628740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116947885142304532</id><published>2007-01-22T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:14:11.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I aspire to overtake love, and it is painful for me to think of people to whom I gave my heart. And still now it is obvious, that people exciting my heart, left my body to be indifferent; those who managed to excite my body, left my heart to be indifferent ". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116947885142304532?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116947885142304532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116947885142304532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947885142304532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116947885142304532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/paulo-coelho.html' title='Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116913077151296183</id><published>2007-01-18T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:32:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Him to Her</title><content type='html'>Inspired by Hunter "Patch" Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonnets from the Portuguese, #43&lt;br /&gt;by Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (1850)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height&lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of being and ideal grace.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the level of every day's&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for right.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints — I love with the breath,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,&lt;br /&gt;I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116913077151296183?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116913077151296183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116913077151296183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116913077151296183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116913077151296183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/from-him-to-her.html' title='From Him to Her'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116913043581133779</id><published>2007-01-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:27:15.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Her to Him?</title><content type='html'>It's difficult to turn back from someone whom you really wanna be with.&lt;br /&gt;To let someone feel he is neglected when in fact he is important.&lt;br /&gt;To show someone that you don't mind when in fact you care a lot.&lt;br /&gt;To avoid someone when you wanna take a stolen glance.&lt;br /&gt;To treat someone as an ordinaary being when in fact he's really special.&lt;br /&gt;To let someone realize that his presence is naturally welcome when it brings extraordinary excitement.&lt;br /&gt;To say things contrary to what you feel, and laugh when you wanna cry your heart out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116913043581133779?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116913043581133779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116913043581133779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116913043581133779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116913043581133779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/from-her-to-him.html' title='From Her to Him?'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116904677998812839</id><published>2007-01-17T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:13:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galing kay jfreak</title><content type='html'>TOMASINO ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. San building mo?&lt;br /&gt;MAIN BUILDING, may ibang pangalan pa ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;2. Course mo?&lt;br /&gt;PHARMACIA&lt;br /&gt;3. Center of excellence ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;UHM, YATA??&lt;br /&gt;4. Nakagulong ka na ba sa main field?&lt;br /&gt;OO, NUNG NAG P.E. AKO NG PUTBOL&lt;br /&gt;5. Anong masasabi mo sa bagong fountain sa USTe?&lt;br /&gt;NUNG NAKITA KO E MAGANDA PERO WALA PA LAMAN&lt;br /&gt;6. Nakapasok ka na ba sa Graduate School?&lt;br /&gt;HINDI, ni hindi nga ko gumraduate dun e&lt;br /&gt;7. Napuntahan mo na ba lahat ng sections sa Central Library?&lt;br /&gt;HALOS LAHAT, pinupuntahan ko lang dati e yun sa pang pharma na nasa taas at nakakapagod akyatin&lt;br /&gt;8. Nakapag-internet ka na ba sa Central Lib?&lt;br /&gt;NIMINSAN E HINDE&lt;br /&gt;9. Nag-friendster ka?&lt;br /&gt;DI NGA KO NAKAGAMIT NG PC DUN E&lt;br /&gt;10. Nakakain ka na ba sa lahat ng kainan sa Carpark?&lt;br /&gt;WALA PANG KAINAN ATA NUN NUNG LUMAYAS AKO&lt;br /&gt;11. Bakit ka kumakain sa Carpark?&lt;br /&gt;WALA PA NGANG KAINAN NUN YE!&lt;br /&gt;12. Kumakain ka rin ba sa may Dapitan?&lt;br /&gt;OO NAMAN, almher's tsaka cely's paburito ko&lt;br /&gt;13. Sinong paborito mong prof?&lt;br /&gt;BASTA YUNG PROF. NAMIN SA ENGLISH, nakalimutan ko na pangalan ye&lt;br /&gt;14. Paboritong subject?&lt;br /&gt;ENLISH!!!&lt;br /&gt;15. Maka-Growling Tigers ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;OO NAMAN! BASKETBOL AT BOLLEYBOL&lt;br /&gt;16. Nameet mo na ba yung players ng USTe?&lt;br /&gt;YUNG IBA, SI DE GUZMAN, BAGUIO, VIZCARRA, TSAKA GELIG&lt;br /&gt;17. Naka-akyat ka na ba sa isa sa mga puno sa Botanical Garden?&lt;br /&gt;OO NUNG KELANGAN NAMIN NG MGA DAHON FOR BOTANY&lt;br /&gt;18. Nakapagsimba ka na ba sa simbahan dun?&lt;br /&gt;PAG SUNDAY NOON&lt;br /&gt;19. student number mo?&lt;br /&gt;2000-003173&lt;br /&gt;20. Saan ka nag test ng USTET?&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION BUILDING SYEMPRE, MAY IBA PA BA??&lt;br /&gt;21. Mahirap ba USTET?&lt;br /&gt;SIGURO, NATAPOS KO AGAD YE&lt;br /&gt;21. Anung org mo?&lt;br /&gt;JPA, JUNIOR PHARMACIST'S ASSOCIATION ATA YUN&lt;br /&gt;22. Masaya ba?&lt;br /&gt;OO NAMAN, DAMI KO NAEXPERIENCE DUN&lt;br /&gt;23. Nagkaroon na ba ng kuwenta sayo yung UST Health Services?&lt;br /&gt;OO, NUNG KELANGAN NAMIN NG FULL BODY CHECK-UP PARA SA P.E. NAMIN NA SWIMMING.  BADING PA ATA DOCTOR NUN KYA MEDYO AWKWARD..&lt;br /&gt;24. Nagpupunta ka ba sa Tinoco Park?&lt;br /&gt;SA LIKOD BA NG MAIN YUN? DUN AKO NAGYOYOSI DATI&lt;br /&gt;25. Naranasan mo na bang magpractice ng kahit ano sa grandstand?&lt;br /&gt;HELL NOH, HINDI AKO NAG PRAKTIS NG TAE BO DUN&lt;br /&gt;26. Alam mo ba yung Research Complex?&lt;br /&gt;NAKITA KO NA&lt;br /&gt;27. Naholdap ka na ba kahit saan around USTe?&lt;br /&gt;SA MAY EARNSHAW PERO NAPIGILAN ANG MASASAMANG LOOB&lt;br /&gt;28. E nanakawan?&lt;br /&gt;HINDI&lt;br /&gt;29. E na-rape?&lt;br /&gt;WALA AKONG BALAK KAHIT KELAN&lt;br /&gt;30. Anung pinakaayaw mong lugar sa USTe?&lt;br /&gt;P. NOVAL&lt;br /&gt;31. Sa tingin mo marami bang konyo sa USTe?&lt;br /&gt;MEDYO, pro mga probinsyano at probinsyana din sila madalas (posers!)&lt;br /&gt;32. Sa tingin mo bakit tigers ang USTe?&lt;br /&gt;ANU PA BA HAYOP NA YELLOWISH? MANOK? PANGET ATA&lt;br /&gt;33. Di ba orange ang tigers, bakit yellow tayo?&lt;br /&gt;BLACK GOLD, BLACK WHITE KYA.. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;34. Excited ka ba sa 400th year ng USTe?&lt;br /&gt;AH GANUN NA BA KATAGAL??&lt;br /&gt;35. Ilang units ka this sem?&lt;br /&gt;SIPA NAKO. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;36. Anung pinakamadali mong subject?&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH!! SA PHARMA E WALANG MADALI NA SUBJECT&lt;br /&gt;37. E pinakamahirap?&lt;br /&gt;HALOS LAHAT NG PHARMA SUBJECT, PHAR CHEM 1&amp;amp;2, ORG CHEM. BASTA CHEM!&lt;br /&gt;38. Anung major mo?&lt;br /&gt;PHARMACIA&lt;br /&gt;39. Bakit ka nag aral sa USTe?&lt;br /&gt;E GUSTO NG NANAY KO E, syempre sya masusunod kasi sya nagpapaaral sakyen&lt;br /&gt;40. Kabisado mo na ba yung UST Hymn?&lt;br /&gt;MERON BA?&lt;br /&gt;41. E yung mission and vision?&lt;br /&gt;WALA AKONG MEMORIZE&lt;br /&gt;42. Anung tingin mo sa mga guard sa USTe?&lt;br /&gt;ANU BA DAPAT? MAY SPECIAL NA PAGTINGIN BA?&lt;br /&gt;43. Anung masasabi mo sa uniform policy natin?&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS!! STRICT SAMIN YE!&lt;br /&gt;44. Ano naman masasabi mo sa uniform nyo?&lt;br /&gt;AYUS LNG KASO KELANGAN LEATHER SHOES PA, AZAR.&lt;br /&gt;45. Mahal mo ba USTe?&lt;br /&gt;OO NAMAN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116904677998812839?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116904677998812839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116904677998812839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116904677998812839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116904677998812839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/galing-kay-jfreak.html' title='Galing kay jfreak'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-116887410382967806</id><published>2007-01-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:15:03.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"What makes you think what you're doing is right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that it's right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that it's the right thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think about it a lot? Over and over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it would make everybody happy or just you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile everytime you think about it or frown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it for your sake or are you just doing it for the sake of others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You doing it because of the norms of society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you answer all these, are they reason enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never know the answers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116887410382967806?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116887410382967806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116887410382967806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116887410382967806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116887410382967806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-makes-you-think-what-youre-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116843739608955021</id><published>2007-01-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:56:36.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goodness of the Holidays continues..</title><content type='html'>The only good thing that happened during the holidays was that i got to be with friends (naginom halos araw araw), got to be with family and relatives pero ang sad part saktong december 25 e nasa airport kami at hinahatid si tatay dahil sasakay nanaman sya ng barko (damn japanese boss!) but happy din kasi umuwi si tita daisy with kit na matagal nanamin di nakakasama ng pasko kasi lumipat na sila ng davao nung 2000.. Yun ang mga magandang nangyari.. Meron papala i got to meet this great girl but sadly... mamaya yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest e shitty na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays pero walang mapanuod na maganda sa tibi..&lt;br /&gt;December 26 e naging KJ aku dahil may nakita at nakasira ng gabi ko..&lt;br /&gt;Katuloy nung i got to meet this great gurl.. Being kiD e may sabit nanaman, i got to meet her, got close to her but alas hindi talaga pwde.. Hindi ku alam kung bakit ganito, do i love the drama? or do i simply love those hard situations?? Ewan ku ba.. Kya ngayon e medyo nasa point aku ng pagmumukmok.  Yun nga lng e being kiD, again, everybody expects me to just bounce back that quickly but this time i think it would take sometime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope this new year would bring us all, happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Hindi yung panandalian kundi yung lasting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa muli, sana next update ko e masaya na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116843739608955021?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116843739608955021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116843739608955021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116843739608955021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116843739608955021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodness-of-holidays-continues.html' title='The Goodness of the Holidays continues..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116723100279607555</id><published>2006-12-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:50:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Paborito kong Linya na narinig ko sa mga tao tao..</title><content type='html'>"Don't let nobody turn you into a cripple, learn to stand on your own two feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A warroir's ultimate act is to lay down his sword."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To obtain, something of equal value must be lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a substitute girl.. It has less pressure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We live with dignity, we can't die with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much time do we have? Not much.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The weaker gets weaker the more nothing they do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The choices we make dictates the life we live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is not about the amount of breaths we take, it is about the moments that takes your breath away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay open.. Who knows lightning could strike."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't stay in your corner of the forrest waiting for others to come to you, you have to go to them sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life happens when your busy planning it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like dead-end signs, i think they're kind.  They, at least, have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is too short to give in.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We long for a time we've never been a part of."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116723100279607555?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116723100279607555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116723100279607555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723100279607555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723100279607555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/12/mga-paborito-kong-linya-na-narinig-ko.html' title='Mga Paborito kong Linya na narinig ko sa mga tao tao..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116723078305605776</id><published>2006-12-27T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:46:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walang magawa e..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Drink when you want to remember, not when you want to forget.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakatotoo nang phrase na yan po di lahat ng tao e ganyan ang pananao.  Madalas e gusto lng nila maginom ng maginom dahil may problema sila pero sana maisip naman nila na pagkagising nila e nandun pa din ang problema at may hangover pa sila.  Hindi na nga nasolve ang problema mo sa paginom e lalo pa nadagdagan dahil masama pakiramdam mo at sigurado e buong araw e wala ka magagawa na matino dahil masakit ulo mo..&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ko sinasabi na masama ang maginom ha, pwede naman basta wag lang gawing rason ang problema para maginom dahil sigurado e may negatibong kalalabasan yun at hindi pa din masolve problema mo.  Maginom basta wag sobra at wag kulang, sabi nga ng bandang "The Chongkies" e dapat tama lang lagi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116723078305605776?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116723078305605776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116723078305605776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723078305605776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723078305605776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/12/walang-magawa-e_27.html' title='Walang magawa e..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116723078106061150</id><published>2006-12-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:46:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walang magawa e..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Drink when you want to remember, not when you want to forget.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakatotoo nang phrase na yan po di lahat ng tao e ganyan ang pananao.  Madalas e gusto lng nila maginom ng maginom dahil may problema sila pero sana maisip naman nila na pagkagising nila e nandun pa din ang problema at may hangover pa sila.  Hindi na nga nasolve ang problema mo sa paginom e lalo pa nadagdagan dahil masama pakiramdam mo at sigurado e buong araw e wala ka magagawa na matino dahil masakit ulo mo..&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ko sinasabi na masama ang maginom ha, pwede naman basta wag lang gawing rason ang problema para maginom dahil sigurado e may negatibong kalalabasan yun at hindi pa din masolve problema mo.  Maginom basta wag sobra at wag kulang, sabi nga ng bandang "The Chongkies" e dapat tama lang lagi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116723078106061150?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116723078106061150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116723078106061150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723078106061150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116723078106061150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/12/walang-magawa-e.html' title='Walang magawa e..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116335672288130341</id><published>2006-11-13T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:38:42.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasukan na!</title><content type='html'>Papasok nanaman ako. For the first time e masaya ako dahil may pasok na, masaya kasi masyado na napahinga ang utak ko at feeling ko ay may memory gap na ako kaya good news tlaga na papasok nako. Yes! Ang nakakainis lang e di ko nakuha lahat ng subject ko at medyo napagalitan ako sa tatay ko, may karapatan naman sya magalit, hehe.. Gusto ko na din gumraduate dahil nag overstay na ako sa college.  Gusto ko na magtrabaho, kahit na sinasabi ng madami na mas masaya magaral, pero kelangan na e.  Dapat medyo seryoso na sa buhay, pero sa lagay ko e konting seryoso lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maganda ang kalalabasan ng first day of class ko.. Good luck sakyen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116335672288130341?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116335672288130341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116335672288130341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116335672288130341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116335672288130341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/11/pasukan-na.html' title='Pasukan na!'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-116067656392255071</id><published>2006-10-13T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:11:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="2" width="10" align="center"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="3" width="10" align="center"  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="5" width="300"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;kido Highway &lt;table cellpadding="2" width="100%" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Dumpsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Valley of Depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Study Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Loony-Bin Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;104&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Wealthville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;457&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Please Drive Carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href=" method="post"&gt;Username:http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input&lt;&gt;%20name="uname"&gt;&lt;input%20type=submit%20value="get%20your%20roadsign!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116067656392255071?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116067656392255071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116067656392255071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116067656392255071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116067656392255071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/10/quiz-quiz.html' title='Quiz Quiz'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-116067572458071221</id><published>2006-10-13T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:55:25.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pinakahihintay nyo.. Ang Pagbabalik..</title><content type='html'>Hay.. tumanda nanaman ako ng isang taon.. Officially e 23 years old nako.. Kakatapos lng ng bertday ko kc ngayon e October 13, 2006 na (friday the 13th pa)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konting kwento muna sa mga nangyari sakin sa matagal na panahon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Story:&lt;br /&gt;Dapat e graduate nako kso e nangyari ang mga hindi inaasahan, may nakabangga nanaman na teacher at ako ang easy target na ibagsak dahil isa daw ako sa mga lider ng Magdalo (ibingay samin na nickname ng mga teacher namin dahil mahilig daw kami magreklamo) sa batch namin. Sobrang pasaway daw kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangyari nyan e hindi ako gumraduate.. Ang masama pa e seasonal ang mga subjects ko kya i have to wait ng 2nd term..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Story:&lt;br /&gt;Anu ba nangyari sakin for the past months, simula nag d ako nag aaral..&lt;br /&gt;Dapat e magwowork sana ko sa call center kso e diniscourage ako ng mga magulang ko at mga ate ko kc bka daw pag naramdaman ko na sumweldo at magkasariling pera e bka hindi nako magaral. Sabagay e hindi malayong magyari yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saking d pagaaral at pagiging PAL (palamunin) sa bahay namin e wala kong ginawa kundi kumain at matulog ng madaling araw tapos gumising ng tanghali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang part ng hindi pag aaral: Ang pagdating ni pinsan Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Dumating sya ng mga end of may, wala kaming ginawa kundi kumain at mag inom kasi namiss daw ni pinsan ko mga pagkaing pinoy at dito lng sya makakapahing a daw. So in e nag luho moves kami. Napakasaya ng pagkakasama namin ni pinsan ko kasi matagal na panahon kaming hindi nagkita, mga 5 years din at sa pagkaalis e lungkot ang naramdaman namin dahil indefinite pa kung kelan ulit magkikita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawang part ng hindi pag aaral: Ang pagdating ni Mark&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagdating ni Mark e parang walang nagbago, payat pa din sya.. Nagpalit lng sya ng hair style, hehe. Sa pagadating ni Mark e nagluho moves nanaman kami na parang wala nang bukas. May mga nangyari na masaya at may mga nakakabuset, gaya ng trip to ogapo namin na nasiraan kami. Hanggang ngyn e nabubuset pa din ako pag naaalala ko yun! Danang yan! Dumulas paa sa brakes!! anu yun!! Sa mga masayang moments e yung kwentuhan lng ng buhay buhay, namiss namin yun. Kahit nasa bahay lng, kahit wala sa sosyal na lugar, kahit na kami kami lng e masaya na kami sobra. Sa pagalis ni Mark e lungkot nanaman ang naramdaman namin kasi hiwalayan nanaman, wala nang kakwentuhan hanggang umaga at nabawasan na ng kamuritan. Kakalungkot man pero kelangan. Tumatanda na kami e kya kelangan nang maging responsable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangatlong part ng hindi pag aaral: Ang pagdating ng Tatay ko..&lt;br /&gt;Dumating c tatay ng mga late August. Mga 2-3 days pagdating nya e alis kami for davao (the lang of durian and malongs) naisip namin na gawin to dahil mura ang pamasahe (salamat sa cebu pacific anniversary) kumpleto kaming pamilya na umalis with pinsans na kim &amp; ken na sila tlaga ang tga dun. Nagstay kami kila tita daisy (mudraks ni kim &amp;amp; ken),sinundo kami ni kit (bunso n kapatid nla ken) at sa aming pagdating dun e sinalubong kami ng pagkayen na masasarap (panga na inihaw, kaderetang baka at prutas na masasarap). pagkatapos kumayen e nag movie marathon muna ko kasi d pako antok nun. Isa sa mga pinasyalan namin dun ang crocodile farm, na may maraming crocodile na nakakagulat pag gumalaw, we had a fun time, nangitim nga lng kami kasi tanghali na kami duating dun at d uso ang silungan. Ang next destination namin e swimming sa beach, kelangan namin mag bangka pa para makapunta sa beach. Magandang lugar sya, malinis at tahimik pero nng dumating na kami e umingay ang lugar kasi naginom kmi dun at nag videoke. Pati si tatay nagkanta, lufet! Old school! Natuwa ko sa mga ginawa namin kasi first time na nangyari sa pamilya namin yun. The next day e balik na kasi kelangan na mamili kasi malapit na kami umuwi. Nakbili nanaman ako ng malong ko. Yesss! Balik Tarlac nanaman after nun. After a month naman e uwi kami ng Iloilo dahil binyag ng pamangkin namin at ninong ako, di ko maisip at ako ang naisip na maging ninong ng batang yun. Sa paguwi sa Iloilo e sumalubong sakin ang akin paborito, talaba!!! Nyaman! Dami ko nakain nun halos wala na kong kinain na kanin sa dami ng talaba. The next day e binyag day na, sa aking pagkabigla e drayber pa din ako dun! Di na nagbago ang role ko. After ng binyag e may reception sa isang chinese resto sa aking pagkabigla ulit e kelangan daw magsalita ng mga ninong at ninang. Ang mahirap e 2nd to the last akong tinawag kya wala na kong masabi, napa english pa ko buti na lng e di napansin ng tao na mdyo dumugo ilong ko. The next day e nag shopping kami kasi pinadalhan kami ng pepey ni tita edith, thank you tita!! Namili kami ng damit at mga regalo ko sa mga inaanak ko dun. Pag uwi sa bahay e sakto na 4th quarter na ng championship ng UST at Ateneo, lahat ng tao sa bahay nun e mga atenista at ako lng ang nagcheer pra sa UST. Ang masaya e nagchampion sila!! After the game e tumuloy kami sa Crua Thai (di ko sure kung yun name ng resto, hehe) obviously e thai resto sya at after magpakabusog e nag videoke kami ala fat fat with cousins, ang nakakalungkot e d ako makainon dahil drayber ako.. Waaaah! Pag uwi nun e tulog na agad dahil pagod kasi the whole day e lumilibot kami. The next day e bili na ng mga pasalubong dahil malapit na umuwi. Sa totoo lng e wala kong ginawa dun kundi kumayen ng marami!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangapat na part ng hindi pag aaral: Futsal!!&lt;br /&gt;Minsan e ininvite ako ni engel na maglaro ng futsal sa TSU, sa kasamaang palad e ang mga nakalaro ko nun e mga koreano at danang yan mga hindi napapagod at ang liliksi. Masamang nangyari nyan e sa sobrang pagod ko e nasusuka ako (dala ng bisyo at hindi paglalaro ng matagal na panaho). Sa madaming beses na paglalaro ko e eventually nakapag adjust nako, hindi nako napapagod agad. Dahil sa futsal e nadagdagan mga kaibigan ko, sila ngayon ang madalas ko na nakakasama. Sa football adventures namin e nakabuo sila ng team ang DB 9900, mag football players ng mga alumni ng bosco na batch 99 at batch 2000. Sa aming unang unang tournament na sasalihan e kamalasan ang nangyari, bumagyo at hindi natuloy. Naisipan na lng namin na maglaro sa UP kahit na umuulan, ang naging probleama lng nun e wala kaming liliguan at bibihisan kya ginawa namin e nakiligo kami sa dorm ni kulas. Sa aming next n sasalihan na tourney e kamalasan nanaman ang tumama at bumagyo at hindi kami natuloy. Next na football adventure nyan e ang intrams ng TSU, isang buong araw ng futsal, saya! Pagkauwi ko galing Iloilo e dumiretso ko sa TSU upang makapanuod ng intrams nla at yun lng ang ginawa ko sa next 3 days (naki intrams sa TSU).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd story:&lt;br /&gt;Masakit na storya pero naghiwalay na kami ni joanne.. Nakakalungkot.. Wala na munang details ngayon dahil mahabang storya sya at magulo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th story:&lt;br /&gt;Kakatapos lng ng bertday ko dahil october 13 na. Madaling araw pa lng ng October 12 e madami nang nag greet na nakakatuwa at nakakataba ng puso. May mga nag greet na di ko ineexpect na maaalala ang bertday ko. Pero sa lahat ng bumati sakin e maraming maraming salamat. C nico e kakagreet lng nya habang ginagawa ko to, nakalimutan daw nya bertday ko dahil sa haggardness (parang si red lng yan ah). May mga tao pa na nakalimot sa bertday ko na di ko ineexpect na makaklimutan nla, ang masasabi ko lng sa nyo e TSEH! (may kasamang talikod).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos lahat ng tao e sinabi sakin na sana masaya ako sa bertday ko, naging masaya naman pero may mga bagay pa din ako na naisip na nakapag palunkot sakin na kahit panong gusto ko na kalimutan para maging masaya e di ko kya. Napakahirap at napakagulo ng buhay ko ngayon. Sana magaral nako ulit para may pinagkakaabalahan ako at may direkyon naman ako at gusto ko na mag graduate upan matuwa naman nagulang ko sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang dito na lng muna ha, atleast nakapag update nako after ng matagal na panahon. Sana mabasa nyo to ng buo at matuwa kyo sa pagbabasa nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa muli!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-116067572458071221?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/116067572458071221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=116067572458071221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116067572458071221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/116067572458071221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2006/10/ang-pinakahihintay-nyo-ang-pagbabalik.html' title='Ang Pinakahihintay nyo.. Ang Pagbabalik..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-112428124003682155</id><published>2005-08-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:20:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucks....</title><content type='html'>nakakainis.. yun lang ang masasabi ko.. ayus na sana e kc masaya kc tagal ko din d nkakaluwas.. tgal ko d nakakasama ang adacrabz pro naman... bakit nung gabi pang yun?? kada tyo d b?? sana walang taluhan.. yun lng.. magpagamot ka na kung may sakit ka, kung may kati kamay mo.. leche ka..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-112428124003682155?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/112428124003682155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=112428124003682155' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112428124003682155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112428124003682155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/08/sucks.html' title='sucks....'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-112248439743787214</id><published>2005-07-28T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T01:13:17.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen from a card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, are you inlove rigth now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because if you aren't let me introduce myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a person who's noticed that you're a person &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like to get to know more personal with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're probably asking me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( in your mind, of course ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Are you crazy?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my answer to that would be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yeah, for the most part," &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but how else could i find out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you're available &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for a little conversation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a little friendship? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you're thinking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really going out of my way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make a fool out of myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you'll notice me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or that I want to make you laugh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you'll forget how bold this approach is, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe you're thinking it's just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I find you extremely attractive and interesting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, let me assure you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you were thinking any one of those things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you would be absolutely right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, are you inlove with anyone right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-112248439743787214?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/112248439743787214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=112248439743787214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248439743787214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248439743787214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/07/stolen-from-card_28.html' title='stolen from a card'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-112248366412492661</id><published>2005-07-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T01:01:04.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen from a card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-112248366412492661?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/112248366412492661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=112248366412492661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248366412492661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248366412492661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/07/stolen-from-card.html' title='stolen from a card'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-112248356489233405</id><published>2005-07-28T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T00:59:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new line..</title><content type='html'>" It takes less that death to kill a man.. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-112248356489233405?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/112248356489233405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=112248356489233405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248356489233405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112248356489233405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-line.html' title='new line..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-112117934323059169</id><published>2005-07-12T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:42:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how i feel...</title><content type='html'>i would just like to die right now.. die alone.. die alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-112117934323059169?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/112117934323059169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=112117934323059169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112117934323059169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/112117934323059169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='this is how i feel...'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111893546220362248</id><published>2005-06-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:24:33.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rising sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Rising Sign is Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/risingsign/libra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total charmer, it's hard for people to say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;Irresistable and attractive, you have no shortage of love interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally competitive, you tend to thrive in stressful enviroments.&lt;br /&gt;A peaceful soul, you avoid conflict at almost all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you try too hard to please those around you.&lt;br /&gt;But you have a great inner strength that helps you bounce back easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; is Your Rising Sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111893546220362248?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111893546220362248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111893546220362248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893546220362248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893546220362248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/rising-sign.html' title='rising sign'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111893474457944293</id><published>2005-06-16T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:12:24.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>????</title><content type='html'>" How much do time we have??? Not a much.... Not a lot.... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111893474457944293?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111893474457944293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111893474457944293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893474457944293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893474457944293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_16.html' title='????'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111893466807506023</id><published>2005-06-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:11:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Sometimes, we need to feel things to feel that we are alive... Even if it hurts... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111893466807506023?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111893466807506023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111893466807506023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893466807506023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111893466807506023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111868309320984488</id><published>2005-06-14T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:18:13.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>as of now.. padating pa rin ng padating ang problema.. palala ng palala.. ang hirap pa rin na i have to sacrifice some things para maayos ang ibang bagay.. sa mga taong apektado e sensya na.. dami lang talaga problema ngyn.. mga di madadaling lutasin na problema..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111868309320984488?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111868309320984488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111868309320984488' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868309320984488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868309320984488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111868282951656513</id><published>2005-06-14T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:13:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep telling myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness is not a journey, not a destination.. so work like you don't need money.. Love like you've never been hurt before and dance like no one's watching.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111868282951656513?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111868282951656513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111868282951656513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868282951656513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868282951656513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-keep-telling-myself.html' title='I keep telling myself...'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111868258202632337</id><published>2005-06-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:09:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate 2</title><content type='html'>In life, you should find someone who can dance wid you under the night sky.. even without the moon and the stars.. even without any music playing, even if that someone can dance.. but still dances with you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111868258202632337?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111868258202632337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111868258202632337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868258202632337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111868258202632337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/chocolate-2.html' title='Chocolate 2'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111867392409488530</id><published>2005-06-13T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:45:24.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sakto..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #D3CEF5; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;Your Expression Number is 8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=" font: 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #E8E5FA; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;Driven and ambitious, you have the potential to reach great things.You're both good with money and good at getting things done quickly.You are an excellent leader and a great judge of character.&lt;br /&gt;Full of energy and confidence, you undertake projects that seem impossible.Dependable and determined, you are able to understand the bigger picture.Even if you are not in a position of power right now, it will fall to you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be very materialistic - and obsessed with status and power.While this isn't always a bad thing, you sometimes take it to the extreme.In order to be truly happy, you must balance the material and spiritual in your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Expression Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111867392409488530?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111867392409488530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111867392409488530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111867392409488530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111867392409488530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/06/sakto.html' title='sakto..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111710924122819029</id><published>2005-05-26T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:07:21.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate</title><content type='html'>" I'm not shooting for a successful relationship at this point. I'm just looking for something that will prevent me from throwing myself in front of a bus. I'm keeping my expectations very very low. Basically I'm lookong for a mammal. That's my bottom line and I'm really flexible on that too.. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111710924122819029?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111710924122819029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111710924122819029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111710924122819029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111710924122819029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/05/chocolate.html' title='Chocolate'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111686402926895905</id><published>2005-05-24T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:00:29.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RISK...</title><content type='html'>ang hirap mag risk noh? kahit sa anung bagay pa.. d ko lam bakit takot na takot akong mag risk.. i really admire people who are willing to risk anything and everything for something or somone that they love... di ko lam bakit d ko magawa yun, di ko magawang mag risk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111686402926895905?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111686402926895905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111686402926895905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686402926895905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686402926895905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/05/risk.html' title='RISK...'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111686233769817106</id><published>2005-05-23T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:32:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever...</title><content type='html'>have you ever felt that you have this hole inside, i don't mean a hole literally kei.. i mean like there's something needs to be found, something is missing or something needs to be done to fill that hole.. you feel so incomplete.. you have no idea what could fill that hole or that space.. have you ever??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111686233769817106?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111686233769817106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111686233769817106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686233769817106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686233769817106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever...'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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-12100467.post-111686373440477522</id><published>2005-05-23T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:55:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabay sabay...</title><content type='html'>sa totoo lang, ang gulo ng buhay ko ngayon.. bakit ganun?? sabay sabay dumarating ang problema? ang hirap lang kasi na madaming tao na umasa sayo, nakakapressure.. ang tingin ng tao sayo e kayang kaya mo lahat, pero sa totoo lang e di ko kaya lahat.. tao lang din ako, nanghihina din, kelangan din ng pahinga.. people see me as the guy na napaka saya ng buhay, yung iba nga e tingin sakin e di ako nag kakaproblema pero sa totoo lang  e punong puno ako ng problema.. nakukuha ko lang ngumiti noon at magpatawa pa.. ngayon sa oras na ito e nahihirapan na kong tumawa at magpatawa, hirap na hirap lng ko ngyn at ipit na ipit sa buhay ko.. di naman kasi ko masyadong nagseseryoso sa buhay madalas at alam ng maraming tao yun, yun nga lng dahil ganun tingin ng tao sakin e madalang lang rin ko makahanap ng taong seseryoso sakin.. hirap din makahanap ng tao na puwdeng makausap ng seryoso.. swerte nga lang ako kasi nakakahanap pa rin ako ng tao na makakausap pag kelangan ko.. mahirap nga lang.. lalo na pag tingin ng tao sayo e parang napaka swerte mo kasi nasayo na lahat pero wala naman sakin lahat.. napakalungkot ko nga na tao sa totoo lang.. masaya ko pag kasama ko barkada ko tsaka pamilya pero di naman sila lagi nandyan parang ngayon, dinadaan ko na lang sa pagsulat nito na di ko din lam kung may kwenta ba to o may makakaintindi ba nito.. hirap.. hirap lang talaga.. sana lang di sabay sabay dumarating ang problema......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111686373440477522?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111686373440477522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111686373440477522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686373440477522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111686373440477522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/05/sabay-sabay.html' title='sabay sabay...'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12100467.post-111529847928215148</id><published>2005-05-05T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:07:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it..</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when we're lying on top of our beds, our safest and most comfortable place in the world for us, that's when we realize how lonely we are and that's the time we think of our problems... things we need, stuff we want, how sad we are, how incomplete our lives are.. why???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12100467-111529847928215148?l=royn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/feeds/111529847928215148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12100467&amp;postID=111529847928215148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111529847928215148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12100467/posts/default/111529847928215148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://royn.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-it.html' title='this is it..'/><author><name>kiD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02747578608656439847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
