<?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-3889096832846120098</id><updated>2011-12-27T00:54:46.645-08:00</updated><category term='pag-ibig'/><category term='soundtrip'/><category term='eat me'/><title type='text'>A shadow of the former self I knew</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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type='html'>explain to me what has become of us&lt;br /&gt;with words released, we can never take them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fight is so so over.&lt;br /&gt;move on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5921160737209826254?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5921160737209826254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/07/explain-to-me-what-has-become-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5921160737209826254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5921160737209826254'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;pero hinayaan ko lang.. hindi ko inisip&lt;br /&gt;sa awa naman ng diyos mag-eenrol na ko next week.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah :D oh dba..&lt;br /&gt;tama nga naman.. kung maamomroblema ka nalang&lt;br /&gt;ng mamomroblema.. edi mamroblema ka nlang&lt;br /&gt;bahala ka nalang sa buhay mo.. mag-emo ka jan mag-isa mo hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tapos ayun.. punta na sa US si ate..&lt;br /&gt;medyo makakaangat na din sa buhay..&lt;br /&gt;si mama magaling na yung tahi..&lt;br /&gt;kasi nga dba naoperahan siya..&lt;br /&gt;pero kahit na dinedress parin namin yung sugat niya&lt;br /&gt;kasi may mga part pang sariwa..&lt;br /&gt;ayun kainuman ko na siya kahapon..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.. nakakatawa talaga..&lt;br /&gt;siya pa nagsabi sakin na panget yung sobrang bait.&lt;br /&gt;ayun THANK YOU LORD! 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MWA! =)&lt;br /&gt;(hintayin mo next post ko magdadrama na naman ako ahaha jk)&lt;br /&gt;pero malay natin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1489118519114639826?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1489118519114639826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/05/434-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1489118519114639826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1489118519114639826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/05/434-am.html' title='4:34 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nagiimissyou..&lt;br /&gt;walang nagaalala..&lt;br /&gt;walang tumutulong..&lt;br /&gt;mag-isa ka lang&lt;br /&gt;inaapi ka pa..&lt;br /&gt;saklap.. :(&lt;br /&gt;masakit din..&lt;br /&gt;pero kahit na sila..&lt;br /&gt;yung mga nangaapi..&lt;br /&gt;kahit na ganyan sila..&lt;br /&gt;hinahayaan ko nalang..&lt;br /&gt;wala naman akong pagsasabihan ng nararamdaman ko eh..&lt;br /&gt;wala naman kasi akong katuwang..&lt;br /&gt;saklap lang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7307526014405018854?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7307526014405018854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/05/minsan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7307526014405018854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7307526014405018854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/05/minsan.html' title='minsan'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7758988012470670696</id><published>2011-04-25T19:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T19:25:03.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jhnljhsdkb</title><content type='html'>wala ng pinagkaiba sa nilisan kong lugar..................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7758988012470670696?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7758988012470670696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/jhnljhsdkb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7758988012470670696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7758988012470670696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/jhnljhsdkb.html' title='jhnljhsdkb'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1649523376565634250</id><published>2011-04-25T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T19:24:39.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ewn</title><content type='html'>minsan nakakapagod din.. :(&lt;br /&gt;hay.. gusto kong magpahinga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1649523376565634250?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3557465312892637671</id><published>2011-04-23T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:15:40.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's talk</title><content type='html'>*kakwentuhan ni mama ang kanyang friend*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama: suwail talaga yung anak niyang yun. grebefilz.. etc..etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ako si butt-in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: mama, suwail ba kong anak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama: hindi, kabait mo nga eh nak.. kinekwento kita kanina sa mga kaibigan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: wehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nag-blush sabay walk-out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3557465312892637671?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3557465312892637671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3557465312892637671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3557465312892637671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-talk.html' title='let&apos;s talk'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1371806766614413787</id><published>2011-04-22T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:11:27.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new tattoo</title><content type='html'>freedom, that's what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;a new ink, that's what i need.&lt;br /&gt;fresh pain to make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;digging deeper under my skin&lt;br /&gt;sketching forever with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i got my new tattoo it's a design by brandon boyd and inked by tate, a new friend. la lang.. share ko lang.. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvgcRhqGNDU/TbJ5_mABcLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WPR-rJgpkGw/s1600/DSCN9515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvgcRhqGNDU/TbJ5_mABcLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WPR-rJgpkGw/s320/DSCN9515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598671420214309042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatago ko pa sa mama ko tung tattoo ko.. i thought she didn't know na meron na but then she asked me "anu yung pinatattoo mo?" wahahaha.. edi pinakita ko.. nagulat ako.. di siya nagalit. wew.. i don't know.. when i was in high school, nagagalit ako  when they won't let me do what i want but now that i have this what they call freedom.. di ko alam kung naninibago ba ko.. it doesn't feel right.. ewan ba.. i'll get used to it.. just wait.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this september, i'm turning 18 and i'm not sure if i'll celebrate my debut or not.. i still don't know what i want and i don't really know if i'll get what i want.. haha.. minsan mahirap din hindi mo alam kung saang pamilya ka tatakbo kapag may kailangan ka.. kaya most of the time sarili ko nalang yung inaasahan ko.. hmm.. yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here at my mom's house.. yung mama ko talaga.. naoperahan siya.. tinaggal na yung ovary niya kasi may malaking cyst sa ovary.. so eto. inaalagaan ko siya.. sana gumaling na siya.. nasasaktan ako pag nakikita siyang nahihirapan. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1371806766614413787?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1371806766614413787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-tattoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5789997911469170353</id><published>2011-04-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:07:10.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we sit outside your room&lt;br /&gt;just staring at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;we let the sky gloom&lt;br /&gt;and just let the time pass.&lt;br /&gt;we talk about everything&lt;br /&gt;from your friends &lt;br /&gt;to my mom's approval.&lt;br /&gt;from your dream kids&lt;br /&gt;to the white hair of ours.&lt;br /&gt;those days are long gone&lt;br /&gt;i'm reminiscing moments.&lt;br /&gt;this place is dead, i'm alone&lt;br /&gt;in a world full of regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5789997911469170353?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5792530562590456587</id><published>2011-04-18T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:07:27.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>if winter ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wVkAsEeLd0k?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;heat to melt these frozen tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5792530562590456587?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wVkAsEeLd0k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-9005938145062860560</id><published>2011-04-18T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:07:27.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>girl with broken wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wTSJLUvR3Gs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;theme song for this year, last year and the year before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the porch, she will sit,&lt;br /&gt;Light another cigarette,&lt;br /&gt;And take a sip of anything that makes it right.&lt;br /&gt;She's outside, trying to hide from the fight just inside,&lt;br /&gt;Where her mom and her dad destroy each other&lt;br /&gt;And on the phone she will call&lt;br /&gt;Every boy, yeah, one and all.&lt;br /&gt;They will touch her in all the right places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in her room, she will slide&lt;br /&gt;Down the bed and try to fly,&lt;br /&gt;And she will fall once again for the feeling&lt;br /&gt;And as he grabs her brown hair,&lt;br /&gt;She is faking&lt;br /&gt;That the feeling he gives her is real&lt;br /&gt;As the floor underneath the bed is&lt;br /&gt;Breaking&lt;br /&gt;She will finish what she starts with "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from her head to her toes,&lt;br /&gt;Nervous hands and runny nose,&lt;br /&gt;All of this just for one night of feeling&lt;br /&gt;And in her ears she will hear&lt;br /&gt;All the things that hide her fears&lt;br /&gt;Of dying young and making plans for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the marks on her arms&lt;br /&gt;Symbolize a fractured heart&lt;br /&gt;And all the boys that were smart&lt;br /&gt;Left her alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from the roof, she will fly&lt;br /&gt;15 feet down the side&lt;br /&gt;Of the house where she once was happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true, she's aware&lt;br /&gt;That she is breaking&lt;br /&gt;And it's true, she can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;Well in her blue underwear&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking how&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' precious name&lt;br /&gt;She got here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's sad but it's true&lt;br /&gt;She is ending&lt;br /&gt;But for now, she will pray for some wings&lt;br /&gt;On a black Cadillac she is landing hard&lt;br /&gt;Yet her parents' biggest worry is the car&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-9005938145062860560?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/9005938145062860560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/girl-with-broken-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9005938145062860560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9005938145062860560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/girl-with-broken-wings.html' title='girl with broken wings'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wTSJLUvR3Gs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5233184497726355153</id><published>2011-04-18T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:07:27.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>oil and water</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7SF9b5QgMCs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;you and i are like oil and water, we've been tryin' to mix it up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5233184497726355153?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tf0knz9CoIE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-4235381852698885358</id><published>2011-04-18T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:02:51.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not good enough</title><content type='html'>kesehompongetkofow hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4235381852698885358?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4235381852698885358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-good-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>it pierced my heart for 3 minutes</title><content type='html'>inhale..... exhale....&lt;br /&gt;swirling thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;what should she do?&lt;br /&gt;forget you?&lt;br /&gt;forget that she ever met you?&lt;br /&gt;draw circles, instead of you and her.&lt;br /&gt;swirling around, round and round.&lt;br /&gt;repeating the same steps again.&lt;br /&gt;saying the same words again.&lt;br /&gt;when will i see you.&lt;br /&gt;widow who was left by a beau.&lt;br /&gt;she definitely wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;but you give no interest.&lt;br /&gt;she sits and stares at the ground.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to speak.&lt;br /&gt;anything at all to feel alive&lt;br /&gt;you're the air that brushes through her hair,&lt;br /&gt;the music that floats her up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;your absence gives back the gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inhale, exhale.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2535505492220715510?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2535505492220715510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-pierced-my-heart-for-3-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2535505492220715510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2535505492220715510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-pierced-my-heart-for-3-minutes.html' title='it pierced my heart for 3 minutes'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2707524005178500489</id><published>2011-04-18T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:10:28.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>for you :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OH9A6tn_P6g?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt; its nice to meet you sir, i guess i'll go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2707524005178500489?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2707524005178500489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2707524005178500489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2707524005178500489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-you.html' title='for you :)'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OH9A6tn_P6g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-941708161280029885</id><published>2011-04-09T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:10:28.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>okay lemetokabowtchu</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zwFS69nA-1w?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first day of my life.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemedeskraybyu.. next time :)&lt;br /&gt;(this is real)&lt;br /&gt;(this is the last)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-941708161280029885?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/941708161280029885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-lemetokabowtchu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/941708161280029885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/941708161280029885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-lemetokabowtchu.html' title='okay lemetokabowtchu'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zwFS69nA-1w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-970825832379793144</id><published>2011-03-20T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:39:00.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PASADO KA</title><content type='html'>Pagkatapos ng pahirapang quiz, homework at exams, thank God nandito pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;Masaya yung first year ko sa college, madami akong nakilala,natutunan,naka-inuman at madami pang iba. Hindi ko makakalimutan nung nag-enroll ako. Feeling ko ang laki laki ng FEU non, pero nung nagtagal ako ng isang buwan. Nagsawa din akong kakaikot-ikot sa maikling pasilyo ng Science Building. Nung first sem, ang gago ko. Akala ko na hindi ako papasa pag hindi ako nag-aral. Kaya mga isang buwan akong nakipag-chismisan sa mga libro ng chemistry, filipino, math at economics. Pero nung 2nd month... naisip ko na boring pala talaga silang kausap kahit anong gawin ko. Akala ko magiging mag-isa lang ako habang buhay nang biglang pumasok sa eksena yung mga naging kaibigan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si Syro laging mabilis huminga, mabilis maglakad, mabilis akong mapangiti kahit sobrang badtrip ako, mabilis mang-asar pag sobrang good mood ako, mabilis ang mood swings mahal ko yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si Nelson na best friend ng lahat, malakas kumain pero payat, lover boy ni maxine, mahal ko yun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Tin na mahilig sa hapon, masayahin pero malungkutin, ang cute niya, masarap siyang kwentuhan,mahal ko yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si Geri na may asawa na pero lumalandi pa, mahilig sa kebab, kakaloka pag tumawa wala ng bukas,hindi ko mahal yan! JOKE shempre mahal hehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Thea na malandi din (bagay sila ni Geri), masarap kasama sa kalokohan at kaartehan, di ko inakalang magiging mag-kaaway tapos mag-kaibigan kami. IMBA TaLAGA! mahal ko yan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Michael Libatutz! TANGINA! AYAN ANG DI KO MAKAKALIMUTAN! dahil siya lang ang kaibigan ko na pwedeng i-SHUT DOWN! imba yan over. ayan.. di ko yan mahal. wala ng tanong tanong hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Charl na tatay na, siya si SUPER D! mahal ko yan kahit hindi na nakakapansin, wala ng alam gawin kundi magTAG ng picture. pero oks lang.. atleast nakakaalala.. lagi siya magisa pag nakikita ko eh.. sana okay lang siya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Reden, mahirap man isipin pero naging kaibigan ko si reden, 80mb utak nian.. nameasure ko talaga kasi matalino siya.hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Esther na may boyfriend na pero nagseselos ako kapag magkausap sila ni syro hahaha.. ewan ko ba! lintek naman kasi eh, gusto ko ako lang kausap ni syro hahaha selfish ako.. wag na magmalisha.. si esther pinaguusapan dito..ge na nga mahal ko na rin yan haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si renalyn, si binay, si adao, si michael payat, si keneth, si vyna, si mayor, si nikki, si toni, si prodigo, hahahaha shit natatawa ko sa mga ichura nila pag naaalala ko.. :D ayoko na. tama na.. 2nd sem naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks akong hindi pumasok sa school ng 2nd sem. Kaya paVIP ang dating ko nung pumasok ako, lahat nakatingin sakin, ako lang naslocks na babae, ang tahimik, ang sungit ng mata, black and white ang bag, hindi ulit nagsasalita. in short, SCARY ako sa paningin ng mga classmate ko. Scary, creepy, rapist, holdaper, snatcher, carnaper, kidnaper, rapper, locker, singer, dancer, lahat na ng may ER sa dulo ako yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi maganda yung simula ko nung second sem, walang friends, wala yung ga classmate ko nung 1st sem. matagal tagal din akong nanahimik, kakakasal lang din kasi ng ex ko non.. pero pagkalipas ng ilang linggo.. nakilala ko si anne, lennor at jef..................teka shet.. parang ayoko ng magkwento. hahahaha joke..&lt;br /&gt;mula nung nakilala ko sila, nagiba ang ihip ng hangin, nag-iba si rizza.. dahil kay anne.. alam ko na ang mga salitang lipstick, eye liner, lip gloss, mascara, vitress, brow definer, curler, nail polish (colored)...etc.. dahil kay jef natuto akong UMAURA!! magpacute, maghanap ng gwapo, putangina talaga! hahahaha.. eto dahil kay lennor.. natuto akong manlait ng bonggang bongga! hahaha.. ang dami kong medical terms na nalaman, naranasan ko pang araw-araw akong nagnonose-bleed pag kasama ko siya. gago pero seryoso si lennor.. hindi ko makakalimutan yang mga yan.. at dahil mahal ko kayong tatlo.. magpapamiss muna ko senyo.. enjoy niyo summer niyo sa...FEU! ahahahaha..joke lang mga men.. iloveyouguys.. isama mo pa mga tropa naming PPS.. oh shit.. gigiba na bahay ko! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mt1017.. hindi ko makakalimutan yung mayor na kachat ko pa kahit hindi ko pa kilala kasi nasa hospital pa ko.. napaka-responsableng mayor ni eryl, yung tipong kahit matutulog nalang siya.. magpopost pa sa mt1017 para mainform lang kaming mga gagong ibang classmate niya na hindi nakikinig sa prof hehe.. mahal namin si eryl.&lt;br /&gt;hinding hindi ko makakalimutan yung classmate naming chamina mina eh eh sa literature. siya yung pumalit sa pwesto kong SCARY pero swabe.. matalino siya.. Hindi ko makakalimutan si Gelo! siya yung kinausap ng kuya ko sa pageexcuse sakin. sobrang bait ni gelo.. parang pwede na kong mamatay sa kabaitan niya pero wag naman.. swabe siya! sarap kaibigan! si greg! hahahaha ayan ang mukang malapit ng mamatay.. hehe hindi joke lang.. hmm.. sarap kakwentuhan nian lalo na pag kasama si anne at lennor.. O OH OH time ang topic pag sila magkakasama.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;gravels talaga.. nakakapagod magbanggit eh.. wag sanang magtampo yung iba.. lahat talaga naging parte ng boring kong buhay.. dahil sa mt1017, natutuwa ako, naiinis, naiingayan, natatawa, natututo, naloloka, lahat na.. salamat sa kanila.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung mga classmate ko nung first sem. mt10116.. mamatay na kayo.. hehe joke! namimiss ko na kayo.. love you guys.. ang saya maging parte ng FEU.. ang daming nakikilala.. ang saya tologo.. promise :) sana grumaduate tayo ng sabay sabay.. sa 2013 :) love you all.. enjoy natin ang summer kung nasan man tayo.. ako sure na magtatravel ako.. sana yung iba din hahaha.. sana wag lang AB, SB, at NRH ang itravel nila sa summer hhehehee.. mwah.. good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-970825832379793144?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/970825832379793144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/03/pasado-ka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/970825832379793144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/970825832379793144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/03/pasado-ka.html' title='PASADO KA'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2376424863158478558</id><published>2011-02-14T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T07:03:44.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy hypothalamus day!</title><content type='html'>sinalubong ko ang valentine`s day ng may kasamang alak. kainuman ko ate saka kuya ko.4am na yata kami nakatulog nung feb 13.. Hindi ko inakalang mararamdaman ko ang lungkot sa feb 14.. Ginising ako ng tropa ko mga 9am kasi lilibre daw niya kami sa yellowcab, sasagutin na niya kasi yung isa pa naming tropa. nagprepare ako at inabot ako ng 1pm.. Ang bagal ko talagang kumilos, puro love songs pinapatugtog ko, nung nandito palang ako sa bahay maganda mood ko.. pero eto na lechugas! paglabas ko palang ng apartment, ang dami ng couple na sumalubong sakin, magkaholding hands.. ang daming roses na pinutol sinayang.. ang daming nagkalat na plastics, ang daming kalat talaga sa daan, nakakabwisit.. naglalakad na ko papuntang yellowcab.. palayo ako ng palayo sa apartment, painis ako ng painis.. nakakabwisit.. pero nung nakita ko na mga party people students kong tropa.. ayun.. mejo sumaya naman ako.. pero parang wala yata kong gana.. wala kong kadate! wala kong kadate! wala kong kadate! buti nalang tinext ako ng crush kong prof sa psych.. sabi niya HYPOTHALAMUS DAY.. kinilig ako.. muntik na malaglag bangs ko.. hahahaha.. pero ayun.. after namin kumain.. tumambay kami sa apt ko.. natulog, nanod ng movie.. tapos iniwan na din nila ko kasi may pasok sila.. at ako... soundtrip.. linis ng bahay, nood tv.. fb.. wala kong ginawang maganda hahahaha.. wala lang.. happy valentine`s day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2376424863158478558?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2376424863158478558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-hypothalamus-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2376424863158478558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2376424863158478558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-hypothalamus-day.html' title='happy hypothalamus day!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-685567586060149451</id><published>2011-01-05T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:35:36.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ganong katagal na nga ba ko nagcecelebrate mag-isa tuwing seven? Ilang beses na ba kong nakipag-date sa sarili ko sa araw na yon? Hindi ko na binilang, baka mailagay pa nila pangalan ko sa guiness. mahirap na. Unti-unti ko ng nararamdaman yung ikli ng buhay ng tao. Pabalik-balik na ko sa hospital para sa P**4n9!*4** check-up na yan. (wala kong cancer gago! wala din taning buhay ko) wala. sinabi ko lang yun. Ang sarap kasing ienjoy ng buhay, sobrang ikli lang niyan. bat magmumukmok ka pa sa bahay. dba dba dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagbago naman ako ng konti, kasi nung december lumalabas ako gabi gabi, nagpupunta ko sa simbahan ng mag-isa. kumakain ng mag-isa. gumagala mag-isa. Lahat yata ng bagay nagawa ko na ng mag-isa kaya okay na okay. Pwede ng magmove-on tapos ano? tapos pag may dumating sasanayin ko na naman yung sarili ko sa tao na yun? tapos iiwan niya din ako? *DAMN DRAMA* parang ako lang yung nasa commercial ng nestea ba yun? "pare what's up!"  "ano ko?! elevator? ikaw up? ako down! pare ang hirap maging up kapag yung guard kinakapkapan ka kahit yung iba hindi naman, yung gf mo blah blah blah" hahahaha.. Nung december sobrang hirap na month na yun para sakin. May malaking problema lang sa bahay tapos sa pera ko saka sa lovelife na naman. pero kalimutan mo na yun. THAT WAS LAST YEAR. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto bagong taon, bagong problema&lt;br /&gt;Nung december 2 kinasal na yung ex ko. BONGGA!!!! :D hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;buti pa yung sa nestea, sabi "last week was last year" "IKR"&lt;br /&gt;tapos ako "dec. 2, new year,first month" mas bongga!&lt;br /&gt;what a great event to start the year. Pero syempre hindi ako umattend. Nung nalaman ko yung balita na ikakasal na pala siya. Nag-away-away na naman yung mga neurons ko ng ilang araw pero nanalo yung side na "hindi nalang ako pupunta" at mas naging okay naman na hindi ako pumunta kasi madaming possibilities na negative kapag pumunta ako.&lt;br /&gt;1. baka pigilan ko pa sila. GULO YON&lt;br /&gt;2. baka pag-chismisan ako. GULO YON&lt;br /&gt;3. baka awayin ako nung bride. GULO YON&lt;br /&gt;4. baka grand entrance ako. GULO YON&lt;br /&gt;5. baka umiyak ako. GULO YON&lt;br /&gt;6. baka patayin ko sila... AYON! GULO YON!&lt;br /&gt;pero eto most unlikely to happen&lt;br /&gt;7. baka sakin magpakasal yun groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. oh oh hihirit pa eh. kasal na. tama na yun.. sabi nga ng kuya ko. "deng, baka naman iiyak iyak ka pa jan ha. anung oras na, magpahinga ka na, maghanap ka ng mapaglilibangan mo,chix mo, enjoy your life" pagkatapos ng araw na yon... naisip ko.. "BALITANTANTANTANAN BALITANTANTANTANAN! SIKSEK! BONGGA MAGIGING MASAYA KO BUKAS!" tapos ayun. naging masaya naman ako. Parang tinupad na ni God yung tanging hiling ko sa kanya sa pagkumpleto ko ng simbang gabi. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako masaya pero nararamdaman ko na napaka-gaang ng buhay ko ngayong taon. Lahat kasi ng problema iniwan ko na nung 2010 at nung nakita ko yung video wedding, iba nga yung feeling ko. Parang hindi naman ako nalungkot. parang masaya pa yata ko para sa kanya. pero ewan ko. :) yamu na nga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang daming binibigay na blessings ni Lord sakin ngayon.. "THANK YOU BRO! MAHAL KITA! sana hindi ka mapagod sa pagpapala mo sakin. MWA!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-685567586060149451?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/685567586060149451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/01/ganong-katagal-na-nga-ba-ko.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/685567586060149451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/685567586060149451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/01/ganong-katagal-na-nga-ba-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-734844893218877675</id><published>2011-01-05T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:33:00.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat me'/><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Locked inside a cage of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;This girl separated from the  world&lt;br /&gt;She never sleeps at night while everyone rests&lt;br /&gt;She's hearing voices, she's so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she cuts her wrist to feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Letting the blood flow 'till she's revived&lt;br /&gt;Here comes her thoughts again&lt;br /&gt;Like demons that haunt her when she's at bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulls her hair off her head&lt;br /&gt;Thinking this shit may go away&lt;br /&gt;She slaps her face so hard&lt;br /&gt;For her sadness will soon not stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks back and forth of the room&lt;br /&gt;Preventing to die 'till the sunlight bloom&lt;br /&gt;And when everyone's awake to do their thing&lt;br /&gt;Here she is... writing all her feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-734844893218877675?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/734844893218877675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/01/hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>insanity</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to think that I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;For this pain to pass and survive another day&lt;br /&gt;Preventing insanity is really hard for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking and walking but inside I'm empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*ck the rhymes I just wanna express myself&lt;br /&gt;'coz if I don't, I may end up dead&lt;br /&gt;A girl lying on the floor with her hands on chest&lt;br /&gt;Locked in a bathroom with her loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm not trying to make a song&lt;br /&gt;'coz I'm not that gifted I'm always wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of hatred, lies, and mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drown myself in the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to act normal, I'm disoriented&lt;br /&gt;Every night I'm hearing voices&lt;br /&gt;They're telling me I'm stupid and not needed&lt;br /&gt;So I pray to God 'till my eyes closes&lt;br /&gt;Seeking help for me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm tired and restless.&lt;div 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title='insanity'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5376331346740537363</id><published>2011-01-05T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:26:53.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>wow.. sa hinaba haba ng panahon, healing process? nagheal na nga ba? &lt;br /&gt;kinasal na siya. tapos na. :) happy ending na..&lt;br /&gt;naglalaban-laban ung mga neurons ko kapag may nababalitaan ako tungkol sa kanya, there's a part of me that's so happy 'coz happy siya pero meron ding "i want him back" na eksena. pagkatapos kong makita yung pre-nuptial pics nila, nasaktan ako, pero later on naisip ko na masaya yun. tapos... natapos na yung wedding, nakita ko yung video. parang ang saya. hindi ko maintindihan yung nararamdaman ko. pagkatapos ng break-up namin, hindi na ko nagkaboyfriend ulit. gusto kong magsimula ulit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5376331346740537363?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5376331346740537363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/01/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5376331346740537363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5376331346740537363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2011/01/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-4930830368752091723</id><published>2010-12-07T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T01:17:53.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sige ikaw na</title><content type='html'>Napakahirap magsabi ng totoo sa isang taong alam mong hindi naman din totoo sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko maexplain yung nararamdaman ko ngayon, nakakainis talaga, nakakagalit. Totoo na kayang kaya mong wag isipin yung isang tao kung gugustuhin mo. Kaya mong ituon sa ibang bagay yung mga ayaw mong isipin. PERO MAHIRAP KALIMUTAN. Ayoko ng maulit yung nangyari dati na ako nalang yung nabubuhay sa mga sinasabi ko. Ako nalang yung naniniwala sa mga bagay-bagay na hindi naman talaga totoo. Isip ako ng isip ng kung anu-ano para maging okay ako sa ngayon, pero kinabukasan alam kong makakasama din sakin yun. Tulad nalang neto, sino bang gago ang nagsabi na totoo ang destiny? na bukas may makikilala kang tao na para sayo. Kaya ikaw hintay ka ng hintay, sa kakahintay mo nalanta ka na. Nakakatamad. Nakakaloka. Nakakabaliw. Pano kung yun lang yung way para hindi ko isarado yung sarili ko sa pag-ibig?  Sa totoo lang galit ako sa mundo ngayon. Ayoko ng maniwala sa mga kalokohan na pinapahiwatig ng mga tao sa paligid ko. Mapanlinlang ang kapaligiran kung nasan ka nakatayo. Ayus yan sa paningin mo, pero hindi mo alam unti-unti ka ng sinisira nito. Hindi mo alam na nakakagawa ka na pala ng mga bagay-bagay na makakasama sayo dahil sa kanila. Pano? Kung tutuusin hindi naman masamang tumulong sa iba, netong mga nakaraang araw, nagiging sobrang matulungin ako. Napapansin ko sa sarili ko na lahat nalang ng nakikita ko binibigyan ko. Nakakaawa yung mga kuliglig na matatanggalan ng trabaho dahil kay Lim, nakakaawa yung mga batang walang matirhan, nakakaawa yung mga taong naghihirap dahil sa kagaguhan ng iba. Nakakaawa. nakakaawa talaga. Kaya ako naman tong gaga na nagbibigay ng food sa mga batang nakaupo mula paglabas ng feu hanggang bago tumungtong sa footbridge ng mendiola. Kung anong kaya kong ibigay, ibibigay ko dahil sabi ng mama ko, "kung kaya mong tumulong, gawin mo, wag kang nagdadamot kung anong meron ka kasi balang araw mawawala din yan, at pag yan nawala, dun mo makikita yung mga taong katulad mo." Wala kong balak magbuhat ng sariling bangko sa mga sinasabi ko. Eto na yung point ko, Pano kung ginagamit ka nalang pala? Pano kung niloloko ka nalang? Pano kung binabalewala ka lang tas ikaw effort ka ng effort na halos mamatay ka nang kakaisip sa kanila kung anu ng nangyayari sa kanila. Diba ang saklap? Sa kabila ng lahat ng panloloko nila, iniisip mo parin yung kalagayan nila. Tulad nalang nung ex ko, kahit na sinaktan niya ko ng todo-todo, inaalala ko parin siya. Sa sitwasyon niya ngayon, sabi ko nalang sa mama niya na suportahan nalang siya at wag pagalitan kasi alam kong nahihirapan din siya. May nakausap ako.. sabi niya sakin "ikaw? minsan ba inisip mo yang sarili mo? inisip mo ba kung gano ka naghirap? anu bang ginawa niya para sayo?" 2 words lang masasagot ko. HINDI at WALA. Puro nalang sakit at pag-iintindi ginawa ko sa mahabang panahon at WALA akong napala. Sige, mali na isipin ko lang yung kapakanan ng iba. Oras naman para pahalagahan yung sarili ko. Kaya sa pag-kakataong to, alam kong hindi naman magagalit si God kung magdadamot ako kahit konti lang, magdadamot ako para sa sarili ko. Magdadamot ako ngayon para maging ayus yung lahat. Para maging ayus ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong isipin ka. Hindi kita iisipin, matutulog ako ng mahaba gabi-gabi. Hindi ako magpapakapuyat dahil sayo kasi alam kong ni hindi man lang ako sumasagi sa utak mo. Ayoko nalang magsalita sayo. Ayoko nalang ng usap dahil wala naman magandang maidudulot, at hindi mo rin naman ako maiintindihan. Ako nga hindi ko maintindihan sarili ko kung bakit ganto ako sayo eh. Siguro na lang binabalik ko yung mga ginawa mo para sakin. Siguro nga sanay na lang ako ng nandyan ka. Siguro. Hindi ako sigurado. Siguro mahal kita. Siguro Hindi. Hindi ko alam okay!? Pero wala na kong pakelam. Dahil nga dba, iisipin ko muna yung sarili ko ngayon. Kaya mo namang mabuhay ng wala ako eh, bakit pa ko makikisiksik sa elevator kung hindi naman ako kabilang. Bakit ako magsasalita kung wala naman yung pangalan ko sa script page na hawak mo dba? Kaya wag nalang. mabuti nalang na manahimik nalang tayo parehas, Oo nakakapang-hinayang yung nakaraan, pero anu pa bang panghihinayangan ko kung alam kong sa darating na panahon eh mauulit na naman yung nangyari dati. Na sa bandang huli, ako nalang yung umiiyak, ako nalang yung nasasaktan dahil ako nalang yung nagmamahal. Tulad ng sabi ko, kailangan ko ng makahanap ng taong mag-aalaga sakin kasi tao din ako, napapagod. Pagod na pagod na kong kakaintindi ng mga taong wala namang pang-intindi pagdating sakin. Pagod na pagod na kong kakaisip ng mga taong hindi naman ako pinagtutuunan ng pansin. May line eh. At hindi ako lalagpas sa linya na yon. Hanggang dito nalang ako. Tapos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4930830368752091723?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4930830368752091723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/12/sige-ikaw-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4930830368752091723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4930830368752091723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/12/sige-ikaw-na.html' title='sige ikaw na'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-918291504307809891</id><published>2010-11-26T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:20:22.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here comes the bride</title><content type='html'>Ano kayang pakiramdam ng iniwan ka ng taong pinakamamahal mo? yung tipong ginawa mo na yung future mo na kasama siya. Yung tipong ilang taon nalang yung hihintayin para sa kasal niyo, dahil tutuparin muna yung mga pangarap niyo. Ano nga bang pakiramdam ng iwan ka nalang bigla sa ere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May isang babae, nakilala niya yung destiny niya sa isang speed dating event. Nagkainlaban sila dahil sa mga kakornihan nila. Sila lagi yung magkasama kahit anong mangyari. Araw-araw yun walang patid. Halos lahat ng bagay nagawa na nilang dalawa, magkasama na sila sa bahay. Pagkatapos ng mahabang panahon, dumating yung araw ng kasal nilang dalawa. Dahan-dahang naglalakad ang pinakamagandang babae papunta sa altar, naghihintay yung boyfriend niya para sa kanya. Pagdating niya sa dulo, biglang nagtatakbo yung lalake palabas ng simbahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERO shempre hindi ako yon. napanod ko lang yun kagabi, "MY AMNESIA GIRL" maganda, korni, nakakatawa, basta! pero hindi nakakaiyak.. pero nakakaiyak na din, kasi happy ending eh! alam mo kung bakit? ako kasi iniisip ko kung kelan ba yung happy ending ko. Kelan nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nawala ko ng matagal, huminto yung mundo ko, hindi siya slow motion, huminto talaga. Madaming nangyari habang nakahinto yung mundo ko, nahospital ako, naoperahan, minalas, umiyak, umiyak at anu pa yung isa? Oo, umiyak ako. May nalaman akong sobrang masakit sa damdamin, nalaman ko na BUNTIS na pala siya. Buntis na yung kapalit ko sa buhay niya. Tatay na siya, magkakaanak na siya. Hindi ko alam kung anung klaseng pagmomotivate yung isasaksak ko sa utak ko para lang maisip ko na swerte parin ako. Hindi ko alam kung pano magiging normal yung buhay ko. Sobrang masakit, hindi ako makatulog, nakatingin sa dingding, nakaupo sa sulok, halos mamatay na sa sikip ng dibdib. Araw-araw, Gabi-gabi walang nangyayari sa buhay ko. Puro iyakan, puro inuman, walang katapusang inuman kasama ang sarili ko lamang. Madaming nagpapayo, madaming nakakaalala, pero wala parin. Pagkalipas ng ilang linggo, inisip ko na magiging okay ako. Iniisip ko na lilipas din to, nagkunwari na naman ako. Binuhay ko na naman yung sarili ko sa kasinungalingan. Akala ko makakabangon na ko, inisip ko mamalasin siya, hindi niya makakaya yung kasalanang ginawa niya. Paparusahan siya ni Lord. Ayun, pagkatapos ng ilang linggo, BONGGA! nabalitaan ko, ikakasal na pala sila. Ten ten tenen! kawawa naman rizza. lahat ng lakas na ginamit ko para ipunin yung pira-pirasong puso na nadurog at nalaglag sa sahig, nawala.. nalaglag na naman. nasira na naman. lalong mahirap. Pano na kaya ko nito? Anu na bang gagawin ko? Masaya na siya, tapos ako iiyak-iyak pa dito. Masakit, pwede na ngang dalin sa MMK, pero wag nalang. Baka maiyak ka pa. Galit. Galit yung nararamdaman ko, gusto kong gumanti, gusto kong ipakita na kaya ko. Kaya ko nga ba? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon iniisip ko kung anung gagawin ko. Kung may kapalit na ko sa buhay niya. Dapat may kapalit na din siya sa buhay ko. Hindi. Hindi kapalit. Panget! Hindi maganda. Ayoko. Di na siya mapapalitan kasi wala ng pwedeng manakit sakin tulad ng ginawa niya. Kailangan dumating na yung mag-aalaga sakin, kailangan... tulungan na niya ko para makabangon. kasi mukhang bibigay na yata ko. Di ko na yata kaya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu baaaaaa... sige na.. di na ko pupunta sa kasal nila. Hindi narin ako iiyak sa bahay, nag-iisip ako kung anung pwede kong gawin sa araw na yon. Yung masaya ko dahil may kasama akong iba. Hoy iba! nasan ka na ba! May lakad tayo sa 29 ha! sasamahan mo ko :( hindi pwedeng hindi... okay?! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-918291504307809891?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/918291504307809891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-comes-bride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/918291504307809891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/918291504307809891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-comes-bride.html' title='here comes the bride'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6857968038127134742</id><published>2010-10-12T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T19:01:13.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muse, money contest, dress, heels, make-up= GASTOS</title><content type='html'>si aska, 13 years old&lt;br /&gt;si mai, 11 years old..&lt;br /&gt;kapatid ko silang pareho..&lt;br /&gt;last month sumali si mai sa sportsfest, muse siya..&lt;br /&gt;edi bumili kami ng dress, naghire ng magmamake-up&lt;br /&gt;sa madaling salita.. PINAGKAGASTUSAN TALAGA..&lt;br /&gt;ayus naman.. ok na ok na... pang FHM na..&lt;br /&gt;PERO.... hindi nanalo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na naman.. october...&lt;br /&gt;sumali na naman.. MONEY CONTEST naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nagaway yung dalawa kong kapatid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung gabi nagbibilang si mai ng tickets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKA: puro ka gastos! wala kang ginawa kundi maggastos ng pera, mag-iipon na naman tayo nyan! gagastos na naman si mommy! bibili ka na naman ng damit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAI: ikaw nga puro computer ka jan eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKA: tapos sa school puro ka arte! pupunta lang sa labas, di mo alam isusuot mo! di ka mag-aral! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAI: .................... (speechless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKA: mag-aral ka nga don! di yang kung anu-ano ginagawa mo! puro ka arte! puro ka bili! puro ka papampam sa school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAI: *umiiyak na*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKA: *bumalik sa paglalaro sa pc*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natawa at nainis ako.. natawa ako kasi hindi ko inakalang marunong nadin pala yung kapatid ko, na parang nung bata palang kami naglalaro lang kami ng kung anu-ano pero ngayon isa na rin siya sa mga nangangaral.. tama naman yon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nainis ako kasi.. tama nga.. gastos na naman.. puro arte lang alam ni mai tas hindi mag-aral.. hirap na nga ko, di na namin alam kung san kukunin yung pangtuition naming lima saka pangkain, gastos sa bahay, kuryente, tubig at kung anu-ano pa.. tapos ayan!!! money contest pa! hindi naman nananalo.. puro arte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ayun.. &lt;br /&gt;sa panahon ngayon, dapat hindi na gumagastos ng marami lalo na yung hindi naman kailangan kasi wala naman kaming mapapala kung mananalo man siya dun eh, mababawasan lang yung pera namin, lalo lang aarte si mai.. yun! walang magandang maidudulot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6857968038127134742?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6857968038127134742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/muse-money-contest-dress-heels-make-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6857968038127134742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6857968038127134742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/muse-money-contest-dress-heels-make-up.html' title='muse, money contest, dress, heels, make-up= GASTOS'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-320180727277710285</id><published>2010-10-12T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T05:40:13.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nakakainis!</title><content type='html'>bwiset! bwiset! bakit ganon!&lt;br /&gt;lagi nalang may umaagaw sayo..&lt;br /&gt;lagi nalang may papampam sayo&lt;br /&gt;lagi nalang may lumalapit sayo..&lt;br /&gt;lagi nalang ganon..&lt;br /&gt;hindi man ako napapansin&lt;br /&gt;di man ako labs..&lt;br /&gt;HMP!&lt;br /&gt;nakakatampo talaga!&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sakin ka lang!&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ako lang!&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sakin lang ikaw, enchong dee..  hmp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-320180727277710285?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/320180727277710285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/nakakainis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/320180727277710285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/320180727277710285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/nakakainis.html' title='nakakainis!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1876626017237613513</id><published>2010-10-07T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T05:22:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isang taon ka na ayesha</title><content type='html'>mula nung nasa chan ka palang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2xHGCcWvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RFLXY932Sdc/s1600/46038_1492622127031_1578382421_31211649_3745022_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2xHGCcWvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RFLXY932Sdc/s320/46038_1492622127031_1578382421_31211649_3745022_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525267053291526898" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung pinanganak ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2yMZaJv4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/VNgIgwEtYPw/s1600/45073_103818216344565_100001491614028_28301_3852449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2yMZaJv4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/VNgIgwEtYPw/s320/45073_103818216344565_100001491614028_28301_3852449_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525268243902218114" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2yXJ4QPpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fCsl-Deiv8w/s1600/46947_103818283011225_100001491614028_28302_1046836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2yXJ4QPpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fCsl-Deiv8w/s320/46947_103818283011225_100001491614028_28302_1046836_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525268428712066706" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2ygmz0HHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2l5s4gVnJO8/s1600/46947_103818289677891_100001491614028_28304_4471940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2ygmz0HHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2l5s4gVnJO8/s320/46947_103818289677891_100001491614028_28304_4471940_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525268591096896626" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zB3EfkvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/GnZw1bnQ9-I/s1600/46911_103820153011038_100001491614028_28342_4960274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zB3EfkvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/GnZw1bnQ9-I/s320/46911_103820153011038_100001491614028_28342_4960274_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525269162397504242" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love na love na love na love kita bebe ko!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zo_GY2jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WoJ8DKknoG4/s1600/24496_1112381666962_1749510151_201603_5220846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zo_GY2jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WoJ8DKknoG4/s320/24496_1112381666962_1749510151_201603_5220846_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525269834567834162" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zxICWKBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PaLCUfdeNT0/s1600/24496_1112381786965_1749510151_201606_1409478_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2zxICWKBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PaLCUfdeNT0/s320/24496_1112381786965_1749510151_201606_1409478_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525269974405752850" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marunong ka ng maglaptop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20JRzpLEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oUnQIvONqBI/s1600/47299_1186236353283_1749510151_342186_2500399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20JRzpLEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oUnQIvONqBI/s320/47299_1186236353283_1749510151_342186_2500399_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525270389345299522" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahilig ka ng gumala sa malls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20Uor8NwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NGkC0gA-fJs/s1600/47132_452125821648_812561648_5267092_1818926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20Uor8NwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NGkC0gA-fJs/s320/47132_452125821648_812561648_5267092_1818926_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525270584465569538" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bagay.. may pagmamanahan ka naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20eDDDJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/iluvobj7T3g/s1600/DSCN6230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20eDDDJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/iluvobj7T3g/s320/DSCN6230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525270746160637890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20nSTBb_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/274yY0jLONw/s1600/DSCN6231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK20nSTBb_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/274yY0jLONw/s320/DSCN6231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525270904872988658" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagcocosplay ka na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK207HPhSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rGIM-y6pQ3s/s1600/47932_1494962105529_1578382421_31219996_3248550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK207HPhSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rGIM-y6pQ3s/s320/47932_1494962105529_1578382421_31219996_3248550_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525271245502892210" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bagay, may pagmamanahan ka naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK21fug7ZzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TM9HyTamJ6Y/s1600/60836_1200823717958_1749510151_370296_3798479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK21fug7ZzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TM9HyTamJ6Y/s320/60836_1200823717958_1749510151_370296_3798479_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525271874520180530" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi parin eh nak.. kasi daring ka na.. sabi mo pa..&lt;br /&gt;"mommy, pwede na ba sa FHM?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK21vUhkJII/AAAAAAAAAJA/o6GJmNue2Cw/s1600/61131_1525607791652_1578382421_31294709_2284843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK21vUhkJII/AAAAAAAAAJA/o6GJmNue2Cw/s320/61131_1525607791652_1578382421_31294709_2284843_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525272142421435522" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at mahilig ka na magswimming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK22MqSNsMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GDySld_rJWw/s1600/DSCN6786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK22MqSNsMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GDySld_rJWw/s320/DSCN6786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525272646478835906" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka mahilig ka din sa mumu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK22Yu8faKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FxbJk8ajpOo/s1600/61844_455749511648_812561648_5339280_5541901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK22Yu8faKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FxbJk8ajpOo/s320/61844_455749511648_812561648_5339280_5541901_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525272853888329890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang bilis lang ng panahon, ang laki laki mo na ngayon, 1 year old ka na bebe.. sana wag kang magkukulit jan sa bataan, kahit na di kita kasama lagi, tandaan mo na mahal na mahal na mahal kita :] sana lumaki ka ng matalino, listo, malusog at masigla.. para bongga.. maganda ka bebe.. mana ka sakin.. haha.. ilalalalaloveyou!!!!!!! wag ka munang magboboyfriend ah.. kelangan ako muna bago ikaw.. haha.. miss na kita bebe ko... happy 1st birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1876626017237613513?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1876626017237613513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/isang-taon-ka-na-ayesha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1876626017237613513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1876626017237613513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/isang-taon-ka-na-ayesha.html' title='isang taon ka na ayesha'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TK2xHGCcWvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RFLXY932Sdc/s72-c/46038_1492622127031_1578382421_31211649_3745022_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7249046443513395487</id><published>2010-10-07T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T04:22:49.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kahit ilang libong lalake ang makita, makausap at makasalamuha mo araw-araw, kung may mahal ka na, hindi mo na papansinin ang iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayong taon, nagsusumikap akong tumakas sa malagim na kahapon, nagtatatakbo ako kung saan-saan para makalimot, sumasama ako sa tropa para sumaya, nag-lilibang ako para hindi ka na isipin pa. Nung una, medyo okay naman, feeling ko nalilibang ko na talaga yung sarili ko at pinagmamayabang ko na hindi na talaga kita mahal, hindi na kita babalikan, hindi na kita aalalahanin at hindi na ko masasaktan kung may mahal ka pang iba. Sobrang nagyabang talaga ako, kala ko kasi kaya ko na eh! kala ko okay na ko eh! Tapos bigla kang babalik-balik jan? ngangawa-ngawa ka jan! na mya problema ka, walang tumutulong sayo, namimiss mo ko dahil ako lang nakakaintindi sa'yo kahit na ganyan ka, tinatakwil ka ng buong mundo samantalang ako nandito parin. Ako naman 'tong si......ayokong sabihing tanga ako, dahil ikaw talaga yun pero minsan pagdating sa'yo, sobrang hirap na hirap akong magdesisyon!niloloko na.. pumapayag pa.. malamang tanga nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit kailan talaga walang makakaintindi sa love story ko, napaka-drama, puno ng katangahan, arte, iyak, lungkot, at minsan suspense na rin. Edi ayan... natapos yang problema mo, okay ka na naman ulit, naga-ay-la-aylabyu ka pa na parang tanga. Edi masaya na naman ako, bonggang bonggang bumalik na naman yung pag-asa ko. Tapos isang araw, magigising nalang ako, 2 days before ng birthday ko, bibigyan na naman ako ng problema ng mga tao sa paligid ko, natural sasabihin ko sayo kasi ganun naman dapat diba? Tapos sasabihin mo chill lang, okay lang yan, na idol mo ko na para kang gago. Tapos bigla-bigla kinabukasan... BONGGA! kayo na naman ng apol mo. Hay buhay lintek bistek chocopop lillipop inahing baboy ni aleng batchoy! hindi ko na alam gagawin ko sa'yo. at pra hindi naman masyadong dehado, nagpaalam na naman ako na parang gago kunyare walang pakelam sa'yo at sa mga ginawa mo dahil wa care ako sa'yo. Pero eto ko, maya't maya ang tingin sa fb profile mo, check ng check sa cp kong kunyare ay nasira tinitignan kung nagtext ka, at kumakain ng shawarma habang umiiyak, kumain ng 4 pieces na sushi within 1hour and 30 mins. in short, slow motion na naman ang mundo ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7249046443513395487?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7249046443513395487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/kahit-ilang-libong-lalake-ang-makita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7249046443513395487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7249046443513395487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/kahit-ilang-libong-lalake-ang-makita.html' title=''/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-19043159486092738</id><published>2010-10-06T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T04:07:53.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit ba!!!</title><content type='html'>nakakainis ka! lagi ka nalang bumabalik! gusto na kitang kalimutan!&lt;br /&gt;tangina!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong sumigaw ng "WHYYYYY!!!" habang umiiyak na may halong madaming galit at madaming pagod.&lt;br /&gt;sa harap mo! tapos susuntukin kita! tapos putangina! sasaksakin kita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-19043159486092738?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/19043159486092738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/bakit-ba.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/19043159486092738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/19043159486092738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/bakit-ba.html' title='bakit ba!!!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-4491946329116623620</id><published>2010-10-04T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:02:42.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to suffer is to grow. true or false</title><content type='html'>&gt;stupid and useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat yang mga salitang yan para sayo eh, pero bakit parang minsan sakin yata dapat. parang minsan pag sinasabi ko yan, parang kinakausap ko yung sarili ko. parang bakit ako yata yung hopeless, stupid and useless ngayon? sa bagay, sabi nila and taong naniniwala sa tanga ay tanga rin. ang magnanakaw ay galit sa kapwa magnanakaw at ngayon, kung naniniwala ako sa mga taong walang kwenta. wala din akong kwenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbirthday ako nung sept. 30.. 17 na ko.. lumaki ako ng walang magulang. natutp sa sarili ko lang, binuhay ng ibang tao at nagpumilit mabuhay para saan? para masaktan, para matuto, para lalong lumakas. at ngayon natutupad na nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto ang mga salita mula sa matalinong tao na kakilala ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’ve seen it coming... kaso pilit kong iniiba ang ending ng istorya nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako mapatulog ng mga tanong. Gusto kong takbuhan pero masyadong mabilis yung mga tanong, maya-maya nakabuntot sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“why do you have to do that?...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinantanan na ako once pero bumalik twice.. thrice… naiba na ang tanong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“why the hell are you doing this to me?...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt great dreaming a world with only the two of us… until I found out that I was alone dreaming about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako na mismo ang gumigiba sa solidong pader na nagssabing hindi ako nagkulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako na mismo ang nagsasabing mali ako. Ako na mismo ang nagsasabing maaaring may nagawa akong kasalanan pero ayaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mananatiling solido parin ang katotohanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How foolish am I to believe in all those lies that at the first look I already saw it’s horns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How foolish am I to still hope for change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How foolish am I to know that I’m the only one wishing for this to be fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam at ayoko nang alamin but I do wish siya alam niya. Babalik ba ako sa kung ano ako years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the fact that she’s no longer there to hold me and tell me that I can do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the fact that she broke all of her promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the fact that what I’m saying are all facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated dreaming from the first place…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang ganun na nga ang ginawa ko.. alam ko naman yung patutunguhan ng storya ng buhay ko, ako na ang actor, ako pa ang director.. kung alin yung mahirap yun yung ginagawa ko.. ang hirap baguhin ng mga bagay-bagay na alam mo ng hindi magbabago, pero para kang tanga na aasa-asa pa na sa bandang huli maging okay ang lahat tulad ng mga napapanod ko sa tv. yung tipong mawawala na yung buong mundo, matitira kayong dalawa, naghahalikan sa gitna ng gera.. malabo para sa sitwasyon ko yun.. malamang ang ending, nasa gitna ako ng gera, naglalaro ng rubix cube sa gitna, habang naghahanap ng masisilungan. hay buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4491946329116623620?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4491946329116623620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-suffer-is-to-grow-true-or-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4491946329116623620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4491946329116623620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-suffer-is-to-grow-true-or-false.html' title='to suffer is to grow. true or false'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1258028368567459986</id><published>2010-09-16T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:03:50.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ljshdkfhskdvjb</title><content type='html'>teka lang ah,, magulo ang buhay..&lt;br /&gt;ayoko ng topic kanina sa eco.&lt;br /&gt;basta.. ayoko munang magsalita.. wala kong gana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ni mam pag ginagawa sayo ng nanay mo yung mga bagay na yun, mahal ka niya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanay mo lang yun.... nanay mo lang gagawa non.. &lt;br /&gt;hindi lahat ng nagmamalasakit, nagmamahal..&lt;br /&gt;hindi lahat ng nagmamahal, naipapakita..&lt;br /&gt;at hindi lahat ng ipinapakita dahil sa pagmamahal :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1258028368567459986?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1258028368567459986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/ljshdkfhskdvjb.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1258028368567459986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1258028368567459986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/ljshdkfhskdvjb.html' title='ljshdkfhskdvjb'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7192994994585329932</id><published>2010-09-14T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:52:27.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AnNa PhoEwsZ anG nEyM kowHh..</title><content type='html'>okay.. eto na ang pinakamasamang post sa buong mundo, magsisimula na kong manglait dahil may matindi akong karanasan kaninang madaling araw.. (shhh.. mamaya ko na ikekwento yun...ahahahah) kay &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AnNa mUna Phoez taio.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang araw, feb. 25,2010... payapa ang langit, mahangin, maganda ang panahon, masayang masaya ko.. mejo uso pa ang friendster non kaya inopen ko ang account ko, tinignan ang horoscope, sabi sa horoscope ko.. "ang lucky # mo ay 7, ang lucky color mo ay pucha!!! pink!!!! at may makakaaway kang babaeng mukang talangka" pero kahit na ganon ang sinabi ng hororscope ko, masaya parin ako, may nagmessage sakin kaya dahan dahan kong inopen.. talagang dahan dahan lang...  eto na yung kinalabasan nung inopen ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAT4DRDI3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/t9GeqZp3znY/s1600/as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAT4DRDI3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/t9GeqZp3znY/s320/as.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516931397199274866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan yung message nia.. eh APOL yung name ng bestfriend ko,.. at nagkataon APOL din yung name ng ex ni Harle na EX ko na ngayon.. hahaha.. tapos ayun.. nung una, akala ko na kakilala lang namin ng bestfriend ko, kaya okay lang, tapos nung tinignan ko profile nung Anna Phoesz... nalaman ko na pinsan pala siya ni Apol ni Harle.. so ayun, nag-init dugo ko, ikumpara ba naman ako sa mukang tae na yon.. hahaha.. (ai oo nga pala bawal manlait, 1 pt.) tapos ayun, so nagreply ako. pero bago yun.. papakilala ko muna sa inyo yung si AnNa Phoez.. eto yung "about me section" niya.. para naman makilala natin siya ng maayus dba, malay mo busilak ang puso niya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm a simple, silent, enjoyable kind of person, I love to EAT I'm moody person, sometimes I’m not in the mood to talk to anyone, and sometimes I go crazy like Hell, It depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I don't balance life on what I see in the outside, I’m not saying that I’m being bogus, but for real though, it feels exalted to look on the outside, but don’t flout of what’s inside of a person, people mostly loathe their attitude than their physical appearance.Instead of approaching a stunning man with a bitchy attitude -- damn, never mind. I’ll probably choose an obnoxious man who has purity and pride...So for those who are flabbergasted or dumbfounded from an attractive person, take heed and catch an eye from their actions, manifestation doesn't last long, benevolence has also a constraint but in a proficient way. Don’t call me a good friend even if I’m not helping you or know you at all its not that i don’t want u to be my friend, but please use the word "friend" to a friend who helps you&lt;br /&gt;and also who your helping with his/her open heart. If you don’t think that I ought not to have something, well, I DON’T EVEN GIVE A DAMN! You don’t even breathe the air that I do. I am not illuminating all the right things that I know and how to live your life the best way that you can. I am trying to live the best of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sweet persons like persons who can give advice in such problems or situation like persons who’s fun and enjoyable to hang out with, especially at the malls, I love simple but interesting persons. I’m attracted to boys who’s nice and of course,pogi gentle and smart. It doesn’t matter what’s her height as long as we look good together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abhor someone who wants to get attention all the time. I hate boys who SMOKE, its’ a BIG TURN OFF! I don’t like kill joy persons, I hate people who makes RUMORS that I think are directed to me -- GET A LIFE! I hate a person who actually laughs instead of helping someone from getting embarrassed – they’re so dim-witted! I don’t like persons who fight all the time or if they have a group or GANG, but if you get me into trouble, better momentarily&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto naman ang pichur niya.. mejo nahirapan pa ko kasi pinili ko talaga kung san siya pinakamaganda, yung may okasyon, yung bago pumasok sa school, bagong ligo.. para partida.. wag kayong manlait.. maganda siya.. hahahahahahaha.. sabi niya eh.. pagbigyan.. sige :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAbb-7ncfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZUoKWL5WJfM/s1600/inday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAbb-7ncfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZUoKWL5WJfM/s320/inday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516939711092322802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bagong ligo siya jan. nirotate ko na, para makita niyo kagandahan niya ng major major tlaga :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAboPGKKlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_eFNtFOKAEI/s1600/inday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAboPGKKlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_eFNtFOKAEI/s320/inday+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516939921589938770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;model siya.. kasi nga maganda siya dba.. kasama pa niya friend niya.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAcHEL1_vI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cXgcW2XoTjY/s1600/inday+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAcHEL1_vI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cXgcW2XoTjY/s320/inday+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516940451236937458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;oh.. bday ng bf niya jan.. hahahaha.. :] masaya sila.. ayan yung GWAPO niyang bf.. sabi niya eh.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAcWfwW3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GdrpODRlCsM/s1600/inday+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAcWfwW3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GdrpODRlCsM/s320/inday+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516940716335881218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;eto naman bago siya pumasok.. wag niyo ng tignan kung anung kulay ng panty niya.. okay? hahahaha gusto mo ng candy? ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ayun.. edi nagreply nga ko sa napakagandang message ng nuknukan ng gandang babae.. (yan ah, hindi ako nanlalait.. ahahaha) hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binubura niya kasi ung sinasabi ko eh.. pero may nakita kong isang message sa sent items ko.. nasave ko pala yung isa.. ahahahah eto na sunod sunod..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdNITmFKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7gG8qLeXnBo/s1600/as3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdNITmFKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7gG8qLeXnBo/s320/as3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516941654934033570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdVG0kX1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/LnEi5nXOaRE/s1600/as2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdVG0kX1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/LnEi5nXOaRE/s320/as2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516941791974416210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ayan reply ko sa kanya.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdpSrEZsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dxmDKrnL4AE/s1600/as4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAdpSrEZsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dxmDKrnL4AE/s320/as4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516942138753181378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ah tropa niya pala si apol.. kala ko pinsan niya.. pareho kasi silang mukang........ (aii bawal nga pala manlait.. sareeehh) ayun nga.. ampogi daw ng bf niya.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... hindi ko na alam sinabi ko.. wala na kong copy sa sent items.. di ko nasave.. pero basta wala kong ginawang masama.. hahaha ambaet ko, siya lang nanguna eh.. ginising niya yung pagkademonyo ko, ayun.. hahaha tapos pinabayaan ko nalang siya, di ko na pinansin, di ko na pinatulan.. kawawa naman,, hahaha.. maganda na nga siya tas papatulan ko pa, baka umiyak.. hahahah tapos ayun.. nagpost ako sa shoutout ba yun haha sabi ko "bayaan na nga yung panget na yun" eh panget yung tawagan namin ni harle.. akala niya siguro na siya yung tinutukoy ko sa PANGET na sinabi ko.. hahahaha.. hindi ko siya maintindihan eh.. aminadong hindi eh. magulo siya.. edi ayun.. nagmessage na naman sakin, eto sabi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAe1k0uWCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oN7TAcb8hVQ/s1600/as5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAe1k0uWCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oN7TAcb8hVQ/s320/as5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516943449295575074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha aun.. hindi ko parin siya pinansin.. pero patuloy parin siya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa, humirit pa.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAfavYQMMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XDGkcu8s7lI/s1600/as6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAfavYQMMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XDGkcu8s7lI/s320/as6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516944087784108226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan.. hay nako.. pagod na ko kakaprint screen... &lt;br /&gt;hindi jan tumigil ang lahat, may nagtext pa sakin.. si apol na mismo nagtext sakin.. hahaha.. hay nako.. bayaan na sila.. ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh babush na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7192994994585329932?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7192994994585329932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/anna-phoewsz-ang-neym-kowhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7192994994585329932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7192994994585329932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/anna-phoewsz-ang-neym-kowhh.html' title='AnNa PhoEwsZ anG nEyM kowHh..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TJAT4DRDI3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/t9GeqZp3znY/s72-c/as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1392982517504501119</id><published>2010-09-13T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:33:41.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>2 become 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlordm1dvvI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlordm1dvvI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko ba alam kung bakit adik na adik na ko sa kantang yan.. 3 days ko ng pinapakinggan yan tapos voluntary na yung bibig ko sa pag-kanta. minsan nga ayoko ng kumanta pero lumalabas parin siya ng kusa.. hahahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BIRTHDAY-&lt;br /&gt;malapit na yung birthday ko, pero parang wala lang, kasi may mas bongga kong inaabangan, yung birthday ng baby ko, si Ayesha Xenoa Cayanan.. hehehe :] kanina nagtext sakin yung daddy niya, apat na daw yung ngipin niya, kaya pala iyak ng iyak daw nung tanghale, ahaha.. sobrang nakakatuwa naman. mag-iisang taon na kagad siya. parang kailan lang. :] lapit na... oct. 7 b-day niya eh.. ako sept. 30 haha.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu kayang magandang regalo para sa prinsesa? hmmm... wala kong maisip, pero sa ngayon, mag-iipon ipon muna ko.. kasi prinsesa yung reregaluhan ko, hindi basta basta ang binibigay don, dapat may kasamang pagmamahal hahahah.. :D lab na lab ko talaga yung batang yun!!!! hmp! miss ko na siya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EPAL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. naiisip mo ba siya lagi?&lt;br /&gt;2. gusto mo ba siyang pasayahin?&lt;br /&gt;3. gusto mo ba siyang tulungan?&lt;br /&gt;4. ayaw mo ba siyang nahihirapan?&lt;br /&gt;5. gusto mo ba kasama mo siya lagi?&lt;br /&gt;6. hindi ba umiikot ang mundo mo pag wala siya?&lt;br /&gt;7. nalulungkot ka ba pag malungkot siya?&lt;br /&gt;8. apektado ka ba pag may problema siya?&lt;br /&gt;9. masaya ka ba pag kasama mo siya?&lt;br /&gt;10. hindi ba kumpleto ang araw mo pag di mo siya nakausap?&lt;br /&gt;11. parang matamlay kapag di mo siya kasama?&lt;br /&gt;12. parang gusto mo ng tumambling kapag may sinabi siyang nakakakilig?&lt;br /&gt;13. nasasaktan ka ba pag may kasama siyang iba?&lt;br /&gt;14. hindi mo ba naiiwasang mapatingin sa kanya pag malayo siya?&lt;br /&gt;15. gusto mo bang durugin yung panget na mukha ng kasama niya?&lt;br /&gt;16. napapamura ka ba sa utak mo kapag kinakausap siya nung epal sa inyong dalawa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanong ko lang... sino yung kaisa-isang taong naisip mo habang binabasa mo yung mga tanong? karamihan ba sa sagot mo ay OO?  &lt;br /&gt;ABA! kung ganon, pumunta ka na sa pinakamalapit na tindahan dahil may chance ka ng manalo ng 50 000.... joke lang... hahahah.. eto..take 2...&lt;br /&gt;ABA! kung ganon, malamang ikaw ay.......................................................................................................................................................................................... naguguluhan din sa nararamdaman mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... bat ko nasabi yan? SECRETTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!  :] hahaha walang clue.. pahapyaw lang, para exciting! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 become 1-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha... nagsimula ang lahat ng kahumalingan ko sa kantang yan nung battle of the bands, bonggang bongga kasi eh! dahil sa nilabo ng mata ko, hindi ko maaninag yung ichura ng kumakanta, saka nung pumapalo, saka nung mga kumakalabit. PERO! swabe sa pandinig... buti nga hindi ganon kalinawan ang mata ko, mas naaappreciate ko yung mga bagay-bagay sa paligid ko. Alam mo, sa totoo lang, yang mahal mo, wag mong sabihin na "BULAG SIYA" dahil obvious naman na may dalawa siyang mata, hindi rin malabo yung mata niya, nakikita ka niya! araw-araw ka niyang nakikita, sawang-sawa na nga siya sa pagmumuka mo, di rin siya manhid. Di niya kasalanan kung hindi ka niya mahal, sadyang ganyan lang talaga ang buhay, hindi yan unfair... sa totoo lang... QUITZ LANG! sabi nga ni idol, wag mo siyang sisihin, dahil may mga nagmamahal din sayo na hindi mo mahal.. patas lang... oha.. ayun.. hahaha nagsabe-sabe ako... para ka lang keypad ng selpon.. nung kabisado ka na niya, hindi ka na niya tinitignan, sa iba na siya nakatingin, sa screen na.. hahahaha.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PAG-IBIG-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. kumusta na nga pala ang buhay pag-ibig ko? eto update.. hindi ko na kasi napapansin eh.. yung isang pampam na itatago natin sa letrang 6, dinispacha ko na siya.. hindi ko na pinapansin, nakakabusit eh.. puro salita lang.... yung nasa kabilang linya naman na si number J.. (tangina! bat ba pinapansin mo! gusto ko number J eh! saka letter 6 eh! blog ko to! taga-basa ka lang! put-!2@987&amp;!!!  wag kang nangengelam) okay hingang malalim,, ayun nga si number J.. nagkita kami sa di sinasadyang pagkakataon, alam mo... si number J.. galing na siya sa nakaraan.. at ako? isa kong babaeng galing sa kasalukuyan.. hinihintay ko si CJ7 na galing sa future para iligtas ako... wag lang sana si kokey na galing sa kalawakan.. dun nalang siya.. wag na siyang pumasok sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh tama na*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;eto ah nakakainis na, mula nung tinype ko lahat ng words na yan.. hanggang ngayon, pinapakinggan ko parin yung 2 become 1.. kahit kanina na bago ko umuwi sa school.. saka kaninang naliligo ako.. saka nung naghuhugas ako ng plato.. hahahaha.. grabe!!! lintek na paul gilbert yan.. siya may kasalanan ng lahat ng ito.. wag sana kong mabaliw... geh gudnyt na.. masyadong masaya na tong araw na to para patagalin ko pa.. may bukas pa :] marami pa...........sana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1392982517504501119?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1392982517504501119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-become-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1392982517504501119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1392982517504501119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-become-1.html' title='2 become 1'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3362961600510534095</id><published>2010-09-09T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:10:28.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrip'/><title type='text'>kibun jojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJgA16jkuSw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJgA16jkuSw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha dahil nandito ko sa bataan.. para na naman akong nasa ibang mundo kasi iba language namin sa bahay, hahaha.. at dahil namiss ko yung kapatid ko, grand entrance.. sakto ayan ang tugtog sa kwarto niya at kaboom.. nagsasaayaw ako hahahahah.. at shempre muka kong tanga na naman. pero masaya naman ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang panget kasi ng takbo ng buhay ko last week, para kong binagsakan ng langit at lupa sa sobrang major major. ayoko ng ikwento, baka sabihin mo OA lang ako.. basta... grr.. wala kong masabi... maya nalang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3362961600510534095?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3362961600510534095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/kibun-jojo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3362961600510534095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3362961600510534095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/09/kibun-jojo.html' title='kibun jojo'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3396068898849515881</id><published>2010-08-31T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:15:12.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>0.50 php</title><content type='html'>eto yung unang beses na nagbayad ako ng tuition fee sa isang malaking unibersidad, sanay naman ako na nagbabayad na nung bata pa ko eh, kaso nga lang medyo kakaiba 'to kasi college eh.. madaming nagbabayad, madaming asungot, madaming pampam at madaming guard na masungit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumising ako kaninang umaga na may bahid na simangot sa labi ko dahil sa lalakeng nagpainis sakin kagabi. mamaya ko na siya ikekwento, ayoko siyang pasikatin, hulaan mo nalang kung sino siya para sumakit ulo mo. ayun nga.. normal yung araw ko tapos pagkatapos kong magritual sa pampopogi ko, dumerecho na ko sa school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinalubong ako ng masungit na guard kasi hindi ako nakauniform. sabi ko "sir, magbabayad lang po ng tuition" pero wala paring ligtas, naLOG parin ako.. haha.. at dahil don.. pangatlo ko na yun, malamang next week magmajor-major community service na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumerecho na ko sa cashier at ayun nagbayad.. (pawis na pawis na ko kanina) ng matiwasay tapos nung umabot na ko dun sa dulo ng linya ng pagkuha ng permit. BONGGA! sabi ni kuya permit holder "di mo na kita 'to?" gumana bigla utak ko at naisip kong may anomalya kaya nagpanggap na naman ako na matapang, matanda, at handang mandaya at gamitin ang pagkamagulang kaya sabi ko "what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya: here.. you lack 50 cents&lt;br /&gt;ako: so? what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;kuya: magbayad ka&lt;br /&gt;ako: tss!!!!! (nagmumura na ko sa utak ko) are you saying that i should go back to that line just to pay for 50 cents!!! (sa utak ko "shitttt!! kasalanan ng cashier niyo yan!!! di niya sinabi!!!")&lt;br /&gt;*biglang sumingit sa usapan yung katabi ko na magulang*&lt;br /&gt;singit: dumerecho ka nalang don sabihin mo babayaran mo lang yung 50 cents. 50 cents lang naman..&lt;br /&gt;*umalis ako ng nagdadabog dahil pawisan na ko, pagod pa ko, tapos feeling ko tumaas pa lahat ng buhok ko dahil sa inis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun, talo nga ko, napilitan akong bumalik sa cashier at inaabot ko yung receipt na may malaking sulat na red ballpen na 0.50 php sa gilid, inabot ko dun sa babae tapos sabi ko "yung kulang po kanina,di niyo sinabi" tapos sabi niya "kuha muna kayo ng payment slip"  tapos eh malapit yung babae don sa may payment slip kaya sabi ko "excuse me, paabot naman po ng payment slip" *ng biglang nalaglag yung mga barya ko sa wallet kasi nakabukas pala dahil naghanap ako ng lintek na 0.50 php.. kaya ayon.. sa madaling salita, nalaglag yung mga barya ko.. feeling ko may birthday party at hinampas ng bata yung palayok biglang nalaglag yung mga barya at nagunahan pa yung mga tao para pumulot.. hahaha.. tapos yun... pinulot namin.. inabot saken. at parang nagpapampam lang ako.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagfill-up ako ng payment slip, nagbayad!! tapos bumalik na naman kay kuya permit! ayoko ng mag-aksaya ng laway, inabot ko nalang yung resibo ng may halong galit at poot kay kuya permit.. 46 years later, binigay niya yung permit ko at umuwi ako ng may halong ngiti ng pagkadismaya sa labi ng biglang may nag-tataho sa harap ko.. bumili ako at ayun.. masaya na! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tungkol naman sa lalakeng kinaiinisan ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong mararamdaman mo kapag feeling mo binabalewala ka na? tas ikaw major major effort ka pa para sa kanya tas siya parang "gago ka, pakelam ko sayo, ge pakahirap ka saken, gudlak" nakakainis lang.. ayoko lang maulit yung dati na major-major ako na umeeffort tas siya wala lang pakelam sakin.. lam mo yun.. kaya minsan gusto kong wag nalang eh.. nakakainis.. pwede namang hindi eh.. kasalanan ko din eh.. kaya ayun.. ge pala..wag nalang.. bahala siya sa buhay niya.. kawawa naman siya.. hahahaha :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3396068898849515881?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3396068898849515881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/050-php.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3396068898849515881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3396068898849515881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/050-php.html' title='0.50 php'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3394311340316781062</id><published>2010-08-24T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T04:36:25.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>you don't know how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;whenever you're down you know that you can lean on me&lt;br /&gt;no matter the situation&lt;br /&gt;boy i'm gonna hold you down :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3394311340316781062?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3394311340316781062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3394311340316781062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3394311340316781062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-8111629256950470347</id><published>2010-08-23T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T07:33:48.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pag sobrang saya mo ngayon,iiyak ka mamaya</title><content type='html'>nakikisabay ako sa kamalasan na nangyayari sa mundo ngayon, kanina yung problema ko sa nstp, tapos eto pa, sabi ng classmate kong magaling na itatago natin sa pangalang rochelle "walang pasok sa econ. pwede na kayong umuwi" edi umiskemberlu kagad kami ng tropa kong gago palabas ng school, nag-ice cream kami saka sobrang tawa kami ng tawa, sobrang saya ko talaga, parang gusto kong kumain ng dahon sa sobrang saya ko kasi extended pala yung submission ng lintek na moodle, tapos wala pa daw economics kaya nagpakaBONGGA na talaga ko ng todo-todo, tapos nakarelax ako ng unti-unti at tumambling na pabalik sa apartment namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos kong baybayin ang bundok ng mendiola apartelle, ayun na nga nakarating ako sa room sweet room ko, bigla namang kaBOOM! nagtext yung isa kong classmate na itatago natin sa pangalang thea sabi niya "ui punta ka na d2! may quiz tayo!" hindi na ko nagdalawang isip, kinuha ko na yung medyas ko sa lalagyanan ng maruming damit, sinuot ko, kinuha ko yung sapatos ko, sinuot ko, kinuha ko yung ballpen ko at nagtatakbo mula mendiola hanggang morayta, bonggang bongga talaga, feeling ko daig ko pa si the flash sa ginawa kong pagtakbo at pagkabayani, habang tumatakbo ako, pagod na pagod na ko, alam ng buong sambayanang pilipinas yun dahil pinagsisigawan ko na yun bago ako umuwi, tapos kahit na pagod ako, go parin ako ng go, iniisip ko nalang na malapit na at hindi ako pagod, niloloko ko nalang yung sarili ko sa mga bagay na tunay kong nararamdaman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko na napakabayani ko talaga at dahil sa pagtakbo kong 'yon parang nakapagbigay na ko ng sampung milyong sapatos sa mga batang nagkalat sa quezon, parang feeling ko buhat-buhat ko yung sampong milyong sapatos na yon dahil sa sobrang pagod ko. pagkalipas ng ilang minuto, dalawa yata o tatlo, basta hindi lalagpas ng lima, nasa FEU na ko, at pagdating ko sa room namin, bongga! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narrator: dali-daling binukas ni becon ang pinto at ready na siyang itake ang quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becon: ma'am, sorry i'm late, may i take the quiz?&lt;br /&gt;gagongprofnagustokongpatayin: NO! where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;becon: mendiola ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;gagongprofnagustokongpatayin: you can't take the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narrator: lumabas si becon ng pintuan habang nagpplay sa utak niya yung "out of nothing at all" ng airsupply hahaha grabe! kawawang-kawawa talaga ako at parang gusto ko nalang lumuhod sa gitna ng daan habang umuulan at isisigaw ko "GOD!! WHY!!! HUWAAAAAYYY!!!" habang umiiyak.. pero shweng shweng shweng! back to reality lumabas nalang ako ng pinto tapos sinalubong ako ng mga mausyoso kong kaklase tapos kinamusta ko, eto lang nasabi ko "ayaw na ni ma'am, late na daw ako" nung sinabi ko yun, nagplay naman sa utak ko yung "i don't wanna miss a thing" HAHAHAHA SHTTSS!! naimagine ko sarili ko sinisigaw ko "adowanaklowsmayays!!!" habang naliligo ako sa ulan at umiiyak, pero shweng shweng shweng! back to reality ulit, niloko ko nalang ang sarili ko at umasang pag-bibigyan ako ni ma'am na magquiz kapag sinabi kong tumakbo ako mula mendiola hanggang morayta, so ayun, bumalik ako sa loob ng room, nilapitan ko si ma'am.. sabi ko "ma'am i ran from mendiola to feu just to take this quiz, will you let me? please?" tapos sabi niya "NO!" howmaygas! slow motion ang paligid nung sinabi niya yung no.. parang ganito "NOOOOOOOOOOooooooo....." tapos tumalsik pa yung isang butil ng laway ni ma'am sa may ilong ko kung saan nagpaparty ang pimples family...  gusto kong saksakin si ma'am sa noo sa pamamagitan ng ballpen kong my-gel.. pero hindi ko ginawa, lumabas nalang ako at minura ko siya ng pabulong... sinalubong na naman yung mga kaklase kong mausyoso at sabi ko..&lt;br /&gt;"ayaw talaga ni ma'am! tangina, napagod lang ako! tumakbo pa ko! bwisit!" tapos nakatingin lang sila sakin, hiniram ko yung selpax ni thea tapos tatawagan ko yung lalakeng nagpapakalma sakin kahit na gusto ko ng manapak.. at bongga "the no. you dialled is out of coverage area, please try again later" naalala ko, lobat nga pala siya! grabeeeeee!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuulan non, binabaybay ko ang daan pabalik ng mendiola, may konting luha na tumutulo sa mata ko, nasa kalagitnaan ako ng pagdadrama ng may biglang lumapit sakin at kinalabit ako.. "ate pengeng piso" sabay sad face siya.. gusto ko ng magmura! at manapak ng lalaking mataba na nakaitim! bwisit talaga! wala kong pera! ballpen lang ang laman ng bulsa ko, mayaman lang ako sa pawis nung mga panahon na yun at gusto ko ng maligo, feeling ko nagrereklamo na yung p.e t-shirt ko sa pawis ko.. grabe talaga! feeling ko napaka-malas ko na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakarating na ulit ako ng bahay, umiyak ako ng umiyak kasi pagod na pagod na ko, masakit pa ulo ko.. lahat na! tapos wala pa kong load pantext, salamat sa chikka,,,naglaba ko, naligo,nagOl at lahat na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung wala na kong ginagawa, nanood ako ng tv, nakita ko ang malagim na pangyayari sa quirino grandstand.. at parang nahiya ako sa balat ko nung napanood ko yun, ang laki ng kabobohan ko, nagrereklamo ako dahil hindi ako nakakuha ng quiz, wala kong pera, naulanan ako at kung anu-ano pa.. samantalang ganun na pala yung nangyayari don.. nalungkot ako at naappreciate ko na naman yung kondisyon ko kahit ganito lang ang buhay.. nahiya ako sa balat ko! ang swerte swerte ko nga tapos nakuha ko pang magreklamo, ang kapal talaga ng mukha ko.. naisip ko naman yung iba na tawa pa ng tawa habang binabalita at binabasura na yung image ng pilipinas sa ibang bansa... grabe.. tapos makakarecieve pa ko ng mga walang kakwenta kwentang gm na hindi daw nagtetxt ang boyfriend nila, na nirereklamo nila si noynoy, sinsisi dahil nangyari yon! joskopo!!! lord!! makibatukan po sila.. or bigyan ng screw driver, malamang nanluluwag na yung mga turnilyo nila sa utak! anu namang kinalaman ng presidente sa nanghostage! lintek naman oo! kung gusto nila sisihin din nila yung patay na kuko ng tindera ng lansones sa may gilid ng ever mall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay nako! gutom na ko..&lt;br /&gt;SWAT&gt; Silip,Wasak,Aatras,Tatakbo..&lt;br /&gt;SWAT&gt; Sobrang Wala Akong Training&lt;br /&gt;SWAT&gt; Sus! Where Ang Teargas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa at nasagip nila yung iba.. pasalamat tayo dahil napatay na nila yung gagong kriminal.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gutom na talaga ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....to be continued nalang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8111629256950470347?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8111629256950470347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/pag-sobrang-saya-mo-ngayoniiyak-ka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8111629256950470347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6664203621686476059?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6664203621686476059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hate-this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6664203621686476059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6664203621686476059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hate-this-day.html' title='i hate this day!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-8900769615303908340</id><published>2010-08-23T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:18:45.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>putangina</title><content type='html'>tangina&lt;br /&gt;kfjhdkhgkdjghd;fhg;adjgha&lt;br /&gt;efghadfg'adfg&lt;br /&gt;adfghadlg'adef&lt;br /&gt;gaeofgaelgja&lt;br /&gt;3rgjoadel'fjgldjkfgad&lt;br /&gt;'fgj&lt;br /&gt;adfgojadlgjaeljg&lt;br /&gt;aerjgadefgjoaerjgoaerjgael;gj&lt;br /&gt;3q4[tpk3&lt;br /&gt;[jogpaerjg394guperg&lt;br /&gt;adfeg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KAINIS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8900769615303908340?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8900769615303908340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/putangina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8900769615303908340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8900769615303908340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/putangina.html' title='putangina'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-465082560899971083</id><published>2010-08-23T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:15:06.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bwisit</title><content type='html'>nakakainis kapag may usapan kayo ng isang tao tapos hindi naman matutupad. sabi ko sa sarili ko dati hindi na ko magtitiwala kasi wala namang nangyayaring matino, hindi naman sila kasi TOTOO, kaso nga lang eh diba nakamove-on na ko sa mga taong ganun, parang natanggap ko na na ganun nga sila at wala na kong magagawa don kaso nga lang tangina kaibigan mo yun eh tapos gagaguhin ka lang, nakakabanas! para 'kong naloko ng dalawang beses sa isang episode. sa totoo lang ayokong magalit kasi hindi na ganun si rizza eh, hindi na siya nagagalit sa mga bagay-bagay na ginagawa ng mga ibang tao, yung mga taong ganun, ayoko namang sabihin na wala silang kwenta kasi hindi naman talaga totoo yun eh.. ayokong maniwala na wala talaga silang kwenta kaso pag pinapaniwala ka nila, nakakainis yon lalo na kapag ikaw may ginagawa para sa kanila tapos sila binabalewala ka lang. ayokong manghingi ng kapalit sa mga kabutihang ginagawa ko, hindi ko ugali yon kaso nga lang PINAASA AKO EH! sinabi na ganun ganto ganun yung gagawin nila tapos hindi naman pala, yung parang niloko ka lang! nakakainis! ayoko ng magdrama, pasalamat sila at nageexist pa ang marlboro lights, mejo okay na ko ngayon kaya hindi na lang ako magdadrama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon pinagawa ko yung bonggang bonggang bong bong na gitara ko sa sta. mesa ba yun? basta may sta. yung lugar, sta. santita tapos madaming ibang lahi don, tapos may kumausap sakin ng hindi ko inaasahan, isang sexy na babae(malaki ang hinaharap, halos walang bewang at sobrang wowowee chupapi talaga) hindi kami magkaintindihan kasi parang daan sa Baguio yung english niya, balubaluktot na maganda ang accent. ganito yung narinig kong sinabi niya:&lt;br /&gt;sexy: awishitine?&lt;br /&gt;becon: what?&lt;br /&gt;sexy: awishitine?&lt;br /&gt;narrator: biglang may isa pang babaeng sexy na nagsalita sabi niya:&lt;br /&gt;sexy2: don't ,mind them they don't know how to speak english&lt;br /&gt;narrator: parang naisip ni becon na nalait ang sambayanang pilipino dahil sa sinabi ng pangalawang babaeng sexy kaya bigla siyang umepal, ang sabi niya:&lt;br /&gt;becon: i know how to speak english but i don't understand what she's saying.&lt;br /&gt;sexy2: oh, she said that if you're sitting there can you please blah blah blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;narrator: inexplain ni sexy2 ang sinabi ni sexy at nagkaintindihan na sila.. umalis na ang mga sexy at nagyosi sa labas ng lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko naman nung nagpunta ko dun sa JOLEX loading station, tapos nagpaload ako (malamang) may dalawang 12 y/o na bata at pinaguusapan nila yung mga crush nila, hindi naman sa namimintas pero hindi sila kagandahan, pero paglaki nila gaganda na sila kasi sabi sa kasabihan "yung mga panget nung bata, gaganda kapag tumanda" kaya masasabi kong maganda ko nung bata kasi ngayong malaki na ko, BONGGA! pogi ako.. di ako maganda haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-465082560899971083?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/465082560899971083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/bwisit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/465082560899971083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/465082560899971083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/bwisit.html' title='bwisit'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5131006760474754064</id><published>2010-08-22T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T07:49:32.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si syro di na pogi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1FSU9Tu5FY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1FSU9Tu5FY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5131006760474754064?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5131006760474754064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/si-syro-di-na-pogi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5131006760474754064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5131006760474754064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/si-syro-di-na-pogi.html' title='si syro di na pogi'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2783454185350188964</id><published>2010-08-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T07:48:19.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>video kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJjFvYY_Lys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJjFvYY_Lys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charl: ui! may &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UTENSELS&lt;/span&gt; ka, magkakamay ka.&lt;br /&gt;rizza: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;charl: uh uhuwue..&lt;br /&gt;syro: tangena baek, parang birthday party naman to eh noh..&lt;br /&gt;rizza: ahahahahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2783454185350188964?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2783454185350188964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/video-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2783454185350188964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2783454185350188964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/video-kid.html' title='video kid!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7895924253666900952</id><published>2010-08-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T07:22:02.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>corner</title><content type='html'>nung 1st year ako, hindi ako masyadong close sa mga classmate ko kasi naiisip ko mga isip bata sila, kasama ko tuloy yung mga 4th year lagi.. nagalit sakin yung mga classmate kong babae, kaya hindi nila ko isinama sa stage play.. ako lang mag-isa nanonood sa gilid.. masakit sakin yun.. mukha kong tanga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko yun kasi dahil kay michael.. nakita ko yung sarili ko sa kanya kasi nakakainis! bakit naman ganon.. na kailangan pang ibulgar sa buong klase.. na kailangan pang iparinig sa iba.. na kailangan pa bang ipahiya siya? nakakalungkot lang.. parang nakita ko yung sarili ko, parang napaka-sama naman non.. mali yun.. mali talaga.. pero hindi ko naman masisisi yung mga tao sa paligid ko kung ganon sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa lang naman akong taong sinusulat yung mga naoobserbahan ko sa mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7895924253666900952?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7895924253666900952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/corner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7895924253666900952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7895924253666900952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/corner.html' title='corner'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5144660210595911328</id><published>2010-08-19T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:29:40.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>signature</title><content type='html'>wala lang.. bongga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/700BB99D07E943F214EF92ADE4916685.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5144660210595911328?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5144660210595911328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/signature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5144660210595911328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5144660210595911328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/signature.html' title='signature'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-8837712916110755050</id><published>2010-08-19T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:16:49.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>field trip</title><content type='html'>sa panaginip ko, nasa tour daw kami tapos konti lang kami.. nagpunta kami sa lugar na hindi ko alam pero nakakatakot yung lugar na yun at jeep lang yung sinakyan namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang mga characters na natatandaan ko lang at kilala ko sa panaginip ko eh yung dalawang gago, si syro, si tin saka si ruby rodriguez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumaba na kami sa jeep tapos sabi ng hindi ko kilala (pero teacher siya sa panaginip ko) na wag daw namin dadalin yung bag namin, dahil pasaway si tin at ako mabait, dinala ni tin yung bag niya tapos hinikayat niya kong dalin yung sakin, so ayun dinala na namin pati si syro dala na din niya yung bag niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumasok kami sa malaking bahay na nakakatakot, nagikot-ikot sila habang ako naiwan sa may gate, mga 5 minutes palang akong nasa labas ng gate ng biglang sumigaw si syro, tinawag niya ko sabi nia "BAEK!" tapos nagtatakbo ako papunta sa kanya, pagkita ko may nakita lang pala siyang piano dun sa may garden, and weird noh! piano sa garden... tapos edi nagpichur pichur kami don, ng biglang hinatak ako ni ruby rodriguez tapos sabi niya na patay na daw yung iba naming kasama, kaya ang ginawa ko, inalam ko kung talagang totoo, nakita ko si tin nakahandusay sa lupa, duguan, naglakad lakad pa ako si ruby saka si syro, tapos pagkalipas ng ilang minuto, madami na kaming nakitang mga bangkay, nung kakausapin ko si syro, wala na siya sa likod ko, tapos si ruby sabi sakin tumakas na daw kami, sabi ko papano si syro, tapos sabi niya baka tumawag ng pulis, hindi ko alam gagawin ko, naisip ko naman na may mga pulis sa labas kasi bago ako pumasok ng bahay, nakita ko may isang pulis na nakatayo dun sa labas, kaya tumakbo ako, pero nung paglabas ko, laking gulat ko,yung pulis na nakita ko kanina, patay na rin siya, nagtatatakbo kami ni ruby, takbo kami ng takbo tapos nakasalubong namin yung dalawang lalakeng mukhang gagong goons, edi sabi nila hindi na daw kami makakatakas, mamamatay na daw kami, hindi ko sila pinansin, habang si ruby nagsisisigaw, nagagalit, pero inawat ko siya, at imbis na dumaldal don, tumakbo nalang kami, mga tatlong pulis na na nakabigti yung nalipasan namin ng biglang tumambad kami sa malaking bahay, kumatok si ruby don tapos nakita namin si anjo yllana,sabi niya napano na daw kami, tapos sabi namin may humahabol samin, kailangan naming magtago, pinatuloy kami, pinakain, pinakalma, at nung nakahugot na ko ng lakas, sabi ko aalis ako at uuwi na ko samin, kasi naisip ko na kapag sinabi kong babalik ako dun sa crime scene, hindi nila ko papayagan, kaya nung lumabas ako ng bahay, may dala dala akong patalim, nasa isip ko lang na hahanapin ko si syro at papatayin ko yung pumatay sa iba ko pang kaibigan, bumalik ako dun sa lugar, pumasok ako sa gate, wala parin yung mga hinahanap ko, ganun padin yung ichura nung lugar pero hindi ko na nakita yung dalawang gago.. tapos habang naglalakad-lakad ako, biglang tumunog yung alarm, 5:45 am na pala... hindi natapos yung panaginip ko. at eto ngayon, kakain na ko :]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8837712916110755050?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8837712916110755050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/field-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8837712916110755050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8837712916110755050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/field-trip.html' title='field trip'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6890600968505205852</id><published>2010-08-19T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:26:45.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kelan nga ba?</title><content type='html'>may nakita akong post sa kung saan lang tapos sabi niya "kailangan nga ba malalaman kung ang tao ay matured na". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama yung sinabi niya na hindi pinagmamayabang kung anong mayron siya, nagdidisisyon para sa kabutihan ng karamihan, alam na yung tama at mali, alam kung kelan aatras at kung kelan aabante, alam kung anu yung mga dapat niyang iprioritize sa buhay niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami pa siyang hindi nasabi, pero ang tao mismo.. hindi niya masasabi kung matured na nga ba siya o hindi.. kasi ibang tao yung nakakakita non, pwede mong sabihin na mahilig ka sa ice cream pero hindi mo pwedeng sabihin na matured ka, hindi mo pwedeng sabihin na matalino ka, hindi mo pwedeng sabihin na mapagkumbaba ka, hindi mo pwedeng sabihin na mapag-bigay ka sa iba.. naiintindihan mo ba yung mga pinagsasasabi ko? yung sinasabi ko.. IBANG TAO YUNG MAKAKAKITA ng mga katangian na yun sayo, hindi mo pwedeng sabihin yun kasi kapag sinabi mo yun.. HINDI KA TALAGA GANON.. sasabihin mo "HINDI AKO MAYABANG" pero mali yon.. kasi ikaw yung nagsabi non eh.. mana pa kung galing yon sa iba maniniwala ako sayo.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. baka naman isipin mo na kapag hindi mo na alam sabihin yung mga yon.. hindi mo na kilala yung sarili mo, MALI KA.. alam mo ba yung nagmamayabang sa nagsasabi ng totoo? kung alam mo na.. well hindi ko na dapat pang sabihin sayo.. kasi matalino ka naman dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami na kong nakilalang tao sa buhay ko, yung iba naging kaibigan, yung iba naging kaaway, yung iba napatambay lang sa buhay ko tapos lumayas na, may iba naman na nanggulo lang, at may iba naman na umalis pero nag-iwan ng malaking marka saken.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano ba sila nag-iwan ng marka? sinaktan ba nila ko? siguro... pero kahit nasaktan ako natuto naman ako. sabi nga nila KUNG GUSTO MONG MAG-GROW KAILANGAN MONG MASAKTAN AT MATUTO. May isang tao akong naaalala kaya ko nasabi yang mga bagay-bagay na yan.. sandali lang siyang nakitambay sa buhay ko pero para niyang tinatoo yung mga sinabi niya sa noo ko, at tuwing nagsasalamin ako, naaalala ko yon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko hindi na konek-konek yung sinasabi ko.. pero ano bang pakelam mo? daming pumapasok sa utak ko eh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun na nga, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;madalas&lt;/span&gt; sa buhay natin, nasasabi nating minamalas tayo, namomroblema, nahihirapan at gusto ng sumuko, may mga taong nakakasurvive.. sila yung mga taong binubuhay lang yung buhay nila tapos nakikisabay lang sa agos ng tubig sila yung mga KERIBELS lang.. hahahaha.. at kadalasan sila yung nakakasurvive, kasi pagkatapos ng malakas na unos, natututo silang magligpit ng mga kalat at bumubuo sila ng bagong bahay(bagong buhay), meron namang mga taong nagpapaapekto pero hindi naman natututo.. mga EMO-EMOHAN tawag ko sa kanila, iiyak iyak ngayong umaga, mamayang gabi iiyak-iyak parin, pagkatapos ng problema iiyak-iyak parin sila, tapos pinoproblema nila yung mga hindi naman dapat problemahin, kaya magkakamuka na sila eh.. pare-pareho na sila.. nakakasawa.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nagtext sakin, taong emo-emohan.. sa totoo lang hindi naman niya talaga ko tinext eh, napadaanan lang ako ng bonggang gm niya.. na nabwisit ako kasi umiiyak na nga siya pinagkakalat niya pa sa buong mundo parang gusto kong ireply na "ANO NAMAN SAKIN? DI KA MAGTAMBLING?" pero dahil may natitira pa namang kabaitan sa patay na katawan ko, pinayuhan ko nalang siya.. sabi ko "alam mo yung mga taong namomroblema pumapangit, kaya dapat keribels ka lang" tapos nagalit siya ang dami na niyang sinabi at napunta na sa katangahan yung usap namin.. kasi sa sobrang inis ko, sabi ko.. "ang taong nasasaktan, tapos nasasaktan parin, hindi natututo, tanga yun" tapos sabi niya "so, tanga ko?" sabi ko "siguro, dapat kasi hayaan mo lang sila, magugulo sila bayaan mo sila sa buhay nila, wag mo silang pakelaman para walang pakelamanan at para masaya" yung mga bagay na hindi naman dapat problemahin, wag ng problemahin.. minsan naranasan ko din naman sa buhay ko yung nasaktan ako, at shempre natuto na kaya nga eto ako ngayon oh.. keribels na.. ahahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinakamagandang example yung sa pag-ibig.. (huwaw naman! usapang pag-ibig na naman) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung yung tao mahal na mahal mo, tapos handa kang mamatay sa kanya, handa kang kumain ng dahon para sa kanya, handa kang magtambling sa plaza para sa kanya, handa kang humithit ng sampong sako ng mary jane para sa kanya, at kung ano ano pa.. tapos siya hindi naman niya binibigyang pansin yung mga ginagawa mo para sa kanya.. well.. baoninam ka... lalo na kung hinahayaan mong ganunin ka niya.. anu ba dude! gising oy! hindi na uso ang mga masokista ngayon, at kahit kailan hindi naman nauso yon, wag kang magtanga-tangahan, alam mong napaka-importante mong tao kasi ikaw yung taong &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nagmamahal ng tunay&lt;/span&gt;.. konti lang ang mga ganyang tao, iba yung NAGMAMAHAL LANG, sa NAGMAMAHAL NG TUNAY..  at kung ikaw yung taong nagmamahal ng tunay, maghanap ka ng taong magmamahal din sayo ng tunay, yung itatrato ka na parang tulad ng pagtrato mo sa kanya, yung rerespetuhin ka tulad ng pagrespeto mo sa kanya at yung aalagaan ka tulad ng pagaalaga mo sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan nakaranas ako ng kapaitan sa pag-ibig, daig pa niya yung sariwang ampalaya na hindi man lang pinakuluan, mapait talaga.. kaya naman nasuka ako at hindi na kumain pa ng ampalaya kailanman! naranasan ko ng maging tanga, kung hindi mo pa nararanasan yun.. hindi ka pa tao.. pero kung paulit-ulit ka namang nagmumukang tanga.. huwaw! imba! anu ka? sintu-sinto? hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lang naman magmahal, wag ka lang papaabuso, ang utak ay nilagay sa ibabaw ng puso, para yun ang manaig, hindi ang katangahan ng pusong nagmamahal :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang puso ay ginawa para protektahan at mahalin ang mga tao sa paligid mo, habang ang utak naman ay ginawa para protektahan at mahalin ang sarili mo. balansehin mo lang ang buhay mo, magiging masaya ka. gawin mo yung mga gusto mo, magiging masaya ka. basta alamin mo lang yung tama at mali.. kung ikaw lang yung sumasaya sa ginagawa mo habang yung iba naman nasasaktan.. hindi yon tunay na kasiyahan.. ang tunay na ligaya ay natatagpuan kapag ikaw nagpapasaya ng ibang tao.. everybody happy! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil naduduling na naman ang apat kong mata... mamamahinga muna sila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6890600968505205852?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6890600968505205852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/kelan-nga-ba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6890600968505205852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6890600968505205852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/kelan-nga-ba.html' title='kelan nga ba?'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7739005959366149892</id><published>2010-08-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T01:00:27.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang dami kuya jobert!</title><content type='html'>ang dami daming pumapasok sa isip ko.. at sa sobrang dami, hindi ko na alam kung papano ako magsisimula at kung ano ba yung sasabihin ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7739005959366149892?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7739005959366149892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/ang-dami-kuya-jobert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7739005959366149892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7739005959366149892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/ang-dami-kuya-jobert.html' title='ang dami kuya 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niya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabuhayan siya ng loob, kahit anong sabihin ng iba sa kanya na hindi siya makakalipad... inangat niya ang kanyang mga pakpak, at humawi kasabay ng hangin, lumipad ng walang alinlangan.. nakalaya sa malaking kulungan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay 6am ngayon... ayan yung napanaginipan ko kanina.... at... ako yung babae.. hahahaha.. :] ako ang bida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5857858183889643274?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5857858183889643274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/ibon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5857858183889643274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5857858183889643274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/ibon.html' title='ibon'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5483859134263086777</id><published>2010-08-16T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T05:08:32.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tamis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBTr7Z9Zlf4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBTr7Z9Zlf4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma-sugarfree ako ngayon. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5483859134263086777?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5483859134263086777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/tamis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5483859134263086777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5483859134263086777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/tamis.html' title='tamis!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7825736589179096568</id><published>2010-08-16T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:49:51.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kwarto</title><content type='html'>dahan-dahan kong hinahatak ang lubid na nag-uugnay sakin at sa nakaraan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil don.. unti-unting sinagot ng kamalayan ko ang mga tanong na matagal ng naglalaro sa utak ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang naglalakbay ang diwa ko sa mga bagay-bagay na kailanman ay hindi natapos sa landas ng buhay ko, naisip kong gumawa ng hakbang na magbibigay ng tuldok sa lahat ng kahirapang ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinapon ko lahat ng iniisip ko nung sabado na yon, hinanda ko ang sarili ko sa dapat mangyari, huminga ako ng malalim at pumasok sa pinto ng nakaraan, bumungad sakin ang magandang kahapon na tinatamasa ko noon at pilit kinakalimutan ngayon. Ano nga ba ang silbi ng paglingon sa dating pag-ibig? para sakin, isang malaking hakbang yon para tuluyan na siyang iwan. Ang iba lumalapit para makipagbalikan, ngunit mas pinili kong lumapit para mag-paalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan ko nga ba siyang makita? Mahal ko pa ba siya? Handa na ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang, hindi ko naman talaga nasagot yang mga tanong na yan..... HANGGANG SA....makita ko siya..  hindi ko inaasahan yung reaksyon ko, hindi ko inasahan na magiging GANUN LANG ako. Nung una, akala ko na matutuwa ako, yayakapin ko siya, maiiyak ako dahil sobrang namiss ko siya, tulad nalang ng mga nakikita ko sa tv. Pero taliwas yun sa nangyari sa totoong buhay, wala kong naramdamang kakaiba, hindi katulad dati na kapag nakita ko siya parang gusto kong magtambling sa saya. Hindi na ganon.. wala na... at dahil don, wala na kong gustong sabihin kundi salamat.&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa kanya kasi natuto ang magsakripisyo para sa pag-ibig, salamat sa kanya kasi natuto akong magparaya, natuto akong magbigay, natuto akong magpatawad, natuto akong tumanggap, natuto akong hanapin ang magagandang bagay sa kabila ng masalimuot na katotohanan, natuto akong ibaba yung pride ko, natutunan ko ang salitang sorry at thank you, natuto akong maging mapag-bigay sa iba, natuto akong tumulong, natuto akong ngumiti sa kabila ng hirap ng buhay, natuto akong maging matapang at higit sa lahat natuto akong magmahal. naparami ko palang dapat ipagpasalamat sa  taong 'yon. Naisip ko na kung hindi nangyari yung mga nangyari noon, hindi siguro ako lalakas ngayon, hindi siguro ako matututong magpakabait ng sobra sobra, hindi ko sana narealize yung mga bagay-bagay na dapat na alam ko na. kaya salamat talaga sa kanya, pinakita niya sakin ang kahulugan ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, mas naaappreciate ko na lahat, maski ang paghinga ko ngayon ikinatutuwa ko, natutuwa ako sa mga taong nagmamahal sakin, sa mga taong kayang gawin yung ginawa ko para sa pag-ibig, natutuwa ako sa kanila. Nagbibigay talaga sila ng saya. Dahil sa nangyari nung sabado, nawala lahat ng katanungan ko, lahat yon napalitan ng saya saka ng ambisyon. Natuto akong mangarap ulit, bumalik sakin ang pag-asa, hindi ko inakalang babalik ang dating AKO. Hindi ko inakalang magiging HANDA ULIT ako sa mga pagsubok na darating sakin. Masaya talaga ako. Ngayon, gagawin ko yung mga ginagawa ko dati, magiging masaya ako, magiging inspirasyon ako sa ibang tao, gusto ko ulit makakilala ng mga taong magiging malaking impluwensya sa buhay ko, handa na naman akong sumubok ng mga bagay na makapagpapadagdag sa kaalaman ko. Bumalik na ko. Bumalik na talaga ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masasabi ko na talagang makakatulog na ko ng maayos sa gabi, gigising ako ng may ngiti sa mga labi ko, tatawa ako na parang napaka-gaan ng buhay, na para bang sumasabay lang ako sa daloy nito, ngayon, lahat ng ipinapayo ko sa iba maaapply ko na sa buhay ko. Wala na yung hinanakit na galing sa kahapon, wala na yung galit na tinanim ko non, wala na yung kalungkutan na iniipon ko sa tuwing maaalala ko siya, wala na yung sakit, wala na. Wala na yung mga panahong naglalakad ako sa ulan para makita siya, wala na yung mga gabing iyak ako ng iyak dahil nag-away kami sa walang dahilan, wala na yung paghihirap, wala na. Sinarado ko na ang kwarto ng nakaraan, ngayon handa na kong maglakbay, maglakad papunta sa kahit saan, sa kasiyahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon masasabi ko na wala kong pinagsisisihan, lahat ng nangyari sa buhay ko ay may purpose, hindi ako nasaktan para masaktan lamang, ang tao kapag nasasaktan, natututo. Yun ang nangyari sakin. natuto ako. Ang tao para lumawak, kailangang masaktan. Nangyari yun para lumawak pa yung pang-unawa ko sa mga bagay-bagay. Ang dating ako na walang pasensya, ngayon iba na. Ikaw ba naman maghintay ng halos tatlong taon? hindi ba hahaba ang pasensya mo? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong narealize, at ngayon hindi ko maexplain kung gano ko kasaya, parang gusto kong kumain ng dahon sa sobrang saya ko, nagpapasalamat ako kasi ang dami nilang nanjan para sakin, naiisip ko nung mga panahong umiiyak ako, ang daming dumadamay, nung panahong nangangailangan ako, ang daming nagbibigay, nung panahong hindi ko na kayang mabuhay, ang daming nagpapalakas ng loob ko, nung panahong nawawalan na ko ng pag-asa, ang daming naghihikayat sakin, nung panahong hindi ko na makita yung liwanag, nanjan sila... inilawan nila yung daan ko para makarating ako sa dapat kong kalagyan. Nagpapasalamat talaga ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami palang nagmamahal sakin. Yun lang yung pinakamatinding naisip ko na ikinatuwa ko. Nanjan lang sila, parang hangin, akala mo wala pero nararamdaman mo, at sa bawat hinga mo, sila......... sila ang nagbibigay buhay. Minsan, sa sobrang focus natin sa isang bagay, hindi na natin napagtutuunan ng pansin yung mga nasa likod ng bagay na tinitignan natin, hindi na natin nakikita yung "behind the scenes" kasi iisa lang yung tinitignan natin, natatakpan na ng pinaprioritize mo yung mga bagay na dapat importante din sayo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung makikita lang ng iba yung buhay sa paraang nakikita ko ito ngayon, magiging masaya din sila. Kailangan lang nilang makita yung mga taong tunay na nagmamahal sa kanila. Ang kasiyahan na nararamdaman ko ngayon, walang kapantay, nakamit ko ito sa pamamagitan ng pagpikit ng aking mga mata at pagmulat ng puso ko sa mga bagay na hindi kinakailangang masalat lang ng paningin. Ginamit ko yung puso ko sa mga bagay na hindi ko makita sa pamamagitan ng mata ko, tinakpan ko yung tenga ko sa mga sinasabi ng iba, pinakinggan ko yung sarili ko habang hinahanap ko yung kasiyahan na nakatago sa kabilang ebayo ng katauhan ko. &lt;br /&gt;Nagnonosebleed na ko sa kadadrama, wala na kong masabi pa. Ang saya. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Bv8ezclT6s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Bv8ezclT6s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7825736589179096568?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7825736589179096568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/kwarto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7825736589179096568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7825736589179096568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/kwarto.html' title='kwarto'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1087851668703893429</id><published>2010-08-12T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:16:11.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gudang ocon (ang yosing inapakan ngunit yosi parin)</title><content type='html'>AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH &lt;&lt;&lt; ayan ang panimulang salita sa kukurubukilakewaweng post ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko si syro saka si nelson.. kaya sobrang masayang masaya ko kanina nung kasama ko sila, nagstudio kami, nung una akala ko wala kaming mapapala kasi parang gago lang kaming apat don.. oo nga pala 3 in 1 plus 1.. kasama namain si louie, luwi, luououweee, luweeee, luwweii.. kung anu mang spelling ng pangalan niya basta luwi yung bigkas ko dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gumana ang utak bigla ni syro dahil sa yosing nagngangalang GUDANG! natuwa talaga ko dahil naranasan ko na naman ang pakiramdam ng hindi makahinga sa galak, hahaha.. BAONINAM... baoninam, ang nanay mo.. ang nanay mo.. baoninam.. ahahahaha.. grabe talaga! para kaming bulateng binabad sa kumukulong asin sa kagaguhan namin.. at sa sobrang kawalang pakinabang ko, naghawak nalang ako ng mic tapos kumanta ng castaway pero 4 words lang,, ahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumipas ang oras, naubos ang gudang.. bumalik na kami sa school.. at BADABOOM! may quiz nga pala sa economics, at dahil nagalit si mam samin kasi wala kami last meeting.. ayun.. pinadrawing yung bonggang bonggang diagram na wala naman akong kaideidea kung anu yun.. hahah.. sa kalagitnaan ng discussion namin, bigla naman bang umulan ng malakas.. akalain mo yun.. eh dahil baoninam yung may ari ng payong na kulay pink, ayun.. iniwan niya eh.. sorry siya.. nakita ko.. sakin na yun.. hahahaha checkered na pink pa naman.. bagay na bagay sa kasama kong umuwi,. ahahaha.. ang saya saya ko talaga.. tapos ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiisip ko nalang yung kawawang ninakawan ko ng payong kanina, sana nakauwi siya ng buhay, wag sana siyang lagnatin, buong buhay ko ngayon lang ako nagnakaw ng payong, malapit na ang friday the 13th sana wag naman akong malasin, dahil sa ginawa kong kabalbalan.. Lord, patawarin niyo na po ko sa pagnanakaw ko ng pink na payong, malakas lang po kasi talaga yung ulan kanina, gumawa naman po ako ng kabutihan pagkatapos kong magnakaw.. binigay ko po yung payong sa kaklase ko.. hahahaha.. bumawi naman po ako.. peace na tayo hah.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuwi ako ng bataan bukas, masaya ko kasi makakainom na naman ako hanggang sa mamatay ako.. matitikman ko na naman ang hagupit ng alak, tapos gagapang na naman ako pabalik sa kama ko.. hahaha.. miss ko na yon.. di kasi ako pwedeng gumapang dito sa manila.. baka kung anu pa kasapitang ng becon.. hahaha.. baka mamatay nalang ako bigla.. pero nakakalungkot din. di ako makakasama sa mahaba habang inuman ng mga classmates ko.. sna wag silang matuloy! boahahaha.. ayan ang ipagdadasal ko mamayang gabi pagkatapos kong mangumpisal wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oge na kuya jobert,.. matutulog na ako&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1087851668703893429?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1087851668703893429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/gudang-ocon-ang-yosing-inapakan-ngunit.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1087851668703893429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1087851668703893429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/gudang-ocon-ang-yosing-inapakan-ngunit.html' title='gudang ocon (ang yosing inapakan ngunit yosi parin)'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-9109060376699469232</id><published>2010-08-10T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:54:05.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow,green,black</title><content type='html'>kanina maaga ako pumasok sa nstp. mag-isa ako, nung una naisip ko magiging malungkot ako kasi wala kong kasama pero nung nandun na ko sa auditorium parang ang saya na kahit mag-isa lang ako ng biglang umepal ang kaklase ko na si tin.. hahaha charr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magaling yung speaker namin last week si sir froilan, nakakalusaw siya ng utak, talagang maeelibs ka, mula nga nong narinig ko mga kuru-kuro niya, hindi na ko gumamit ng straw haha.. madami talaga kong natutunan, tapos kanina dalawang babae yung speaker, more on slides sila. kaya ang masasabi ko lang, magaling silang pumili ng ipepresent pero hindi ko alam kung magaling silang magsalita kasi parang wala naman ako masyadong natandaan sa mga sinabi nila. di katulad ni sir froilan talagang tatatak sa utak mo mga sinasabi niya pero kanya kanya naman yan eh, mas seryoso nga lang ako kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, naisip ko na favorite ko na yung nstp kasi feeling ko mas madami akong natututunan don kesa sa mga chemistry chemistry na yan.. naisip ko na mas kailangan ko pa yung nstp kesa sa chemistry saka math pero maling-mali parin yung naiisip ko pero somehow tama naman eh.. kasi sa kalagayan ng mundo ngayon, kailangan talagang maraming program na ganun, yung ipapamulat sa mga kabataan, sa mga tao kung ano ng estado ng mundong ginagalawan nila. sabi nga kanina "we only have one living planet, we have to take care of it."TAMA! totoo namang hindi tayo pwedeng lumipat sa buwan kapag wala na tayong makain, nangamamatay na ang mga tao, at hindi na tayo makahinga dahil sa basura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may pinakitang powerpoint presentation yung president ng FEUSCO kanina, yung tungkol sa mga segregation bins nila saka sa iba pa nilang project, magaganda yung mga projects nila,yun lang masasabi ko. at pagkatapos ng presentation natural nalang na sabihin nila kung may tanong kami, at dahil umaga nga, fresh na fresh ang mga utak ng mga tao don, PWERA lang sa isang lalakeng mataba, sabi nya isa siyang freshman at almost 2 months palang siyang pumapasok, papano daw niya itatapon yung pinagkainan niya sa tamang tapunan, kasi pagkatapos daw niyang kumain eh nagmiminimaynimo nalang siya sa mga basurahan don kasi hindi niya alam kung saan niya itatapon. at dahil sa walang kakwentakwenta niyang tanong, nagBOO ang mga studyante na para bang gusto na siyang itapon sa payatas. may mga iba naman na nagsabi "WOOOO MAKAPAGTANONG LANG EH!" at madami talagang nagrereklamo, isa na ko sa kanila. kung tutuusin wala namang mali sa tanong niya kasi hindi naman malaking problema kung hindi niya alam ang biodegradable sa non-biodegradable kaso nga lang nga, alam mo ba kung ilang beses niyang tinanong yan? tatlong sunod-sunod sa magkakaibang construction lang ng sentence niya. yun ang mali don. in short mejo inaamag na utak niya, baka hindi siya nakatulog kagabi pero kung ano mang nangyari sa kanya, kung sinapian man siya ni emily rose wala na kong pakelam don.... natapos yung usapan ng president saka nung studyante nung sinabi ng pres. na "thank you students for your cooperation but this meeting is turning into a talk show" ahahaha tapos ayun, tumawa talaga ko ng malakas, tama nga naman. nagpalakpakan yung mga studyante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may prinesent na project yung pres. na magdadala daw ng "baonan" para lang mabawasan ang pag-gamit ng mga styro. tapos may isang studyante na nag-taas na naman ng kamay, naisip naming lahat na baka mahaba-habang kwentuhan na naman yun kaya nagBOO kami, pero nung narinig ko yung tanong niya napapalakpak talaga ko, ang sabi niya "mr. president is the 'baonan' project approved? 'coz one time i brought my own 'baon' inside the food court but the guards told me that it's not allowed." hindi ako napapalakpak kasi hanggang ngayon nagdadala pa siya ng baon. wala kong balak asarin siya. pinalakpakan ko siya kasi ang galing, inaannounce announce nila yung mga project na yun pero hindi pa pala natutupad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron pang isang reklamo ang isang babaeng kikay na studyante, eto talaga yung pinaka-mahabang usapan kasi talagang gusto niyang barahin yung president. sabi niya para saan pa yung mga segragation box sa labas ng building kung yung mga basurahan sa loob ng room iisa lang naman tapos maliit pa, tinanong nung president kung kasama siya sa debate oraganization kasi talagang galit siya tapos parang todo reklamo talaga, kung maririnig mo siyang magsasalita, matatawa ka kasi walang hiya hiya hahahaha.. ayun sabi niya na hindi naman siya kasali dun sa debate org.. ang sagot sa tanong niya, iisa lang namang klaseng basura ang tinatapon kapag nasa loob ng classroom, PAPEL.. natural papel lang kasi wala namang kumakain sa loob ng classroom, hindi na nila kailangan pang maglagay ng madaming basurahan sa loob. madami pa siyang reklamo, hindi ko na pinakatanda-tandaan pa kasi wala namang kwenta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napag-usapan din namin yun 3r.. tapos naisip ko yung tatlong steps na yon.. ang dami daming napoproduce na plastic, mas madaming kalat. naisip ko na kahit anong klaseng R pa ang gawin ng mga tao, kung buong buhay ko magrecycle nalang ako ng magrecycle, malamang wala ding kwenta yon kasi yung mga factories produce parin ng produce ng plastics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bandang huli, kahit ano namang ipagdadakdak ng tao sa paligid mo, kung hindi mo sisimulan ang pagbabago, pano pa maeengganyo yung iba na susunod sa mga pinagsasabisabi mo.kanya-kanyang trip lang yan.. nasa sayo na yun kung anong gagawin mo. dba dba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-9109060376699469232?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/9109060376699469232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/yellowgreenblack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9109060376699469232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9109060376699469232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/yellowgreenblack.html' title='yellow,green,black'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6179023443885363972</id><published>2010-08-10T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:38:54.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bataan</title><content type='html'>napanaginipan ko yung mga friends ko sa bataan. nagparty daw kami.. basta ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina habang nagtitimpla ko ng kape, naisip ko yung nakaaway ko dati,tatawagin natin siya sa pangalan ISPRIKITI isa siyang matalinong tao, madami nga kong natutunan dun eh, pero nag-away kami kasi sobra na siya, lahat ng sobra, masama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman masamang manghusga kung ang hangad mo yung kabutihan nila. yung sasabihin mo sa kanila na ganito siya ganito yun.. kasi para naman sa kanya yun.. yung mga payong kaibigan lang ba.. yung tipong kung mukha na siyang tanga, natural sabihin mo na kasi baka naman pagtawanan mo pa. nung una kong nakilala tong si isprikiti namangha talaga ko sa kanya kasi magaling siya sa mga bagay na gusto kong dun din ako gumaling, parang yung mga ginagawa niya pangarap ko ding gawin, natuwa ko sa mga goals ni isprikiti, feeling ko madami akong malalaman kapag dumikit dikit ako sa kanya, at hindi ako nagkamali. maraming buwan,oras at araw ang lumipas nagiging masaklap na yung ichura ni isprikiti, kung dati matalinong tao siya, unti-unti siyang nagiging kamuka ng mga kiti-kiti. alam mo kung bakit? sumosobra na siya sa panghuhusga, hindi ko naman sinasabing ayaw ko na siyang maging idol kasi mapang-husga na siya masyado, pero parang ganun na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil nga di ba idol ko siya, tinignan ko ang fesbuk niya pero shit malagkit na kinakalabit! halos lahat ng post niya eh puro pagpupuna nalang sa mga ichura at kilos ng tao, nilalait niya yung mga primary photo at kung anu ano pa nga. kaya naman dumaldal ako at nagpost din ako kasi ayoko namang maging ganun nalang siya forever, tapos tapos sinagot ba naman ako, sabi ba naman napaka-babaw daw ng mga sinabi ko, hindi niya sakin ineexpect yon, tapos nagalit kung anu-anong sinabi tapos sabi pa niya hindi niya daw ineexpect yung ganung post galing sakin at napaka-isip bata ko.. mga ganun.. ang sakin naman.. o bat nagreact siya? tinamaan siya? tapos parang binaliktad niya lang yung sitwasyon namin sabi niya the people who judge the ones who judge are those people that are not really sure if they are judged or not, di mo naintindihan? sigi basahin mo ulit para kasing tongue twister lang eh hahaha.. pero ayun nga sinabi niya.. hindi sa nagreact ako sa sinabi niya, ginawa ko lang naman yun kasi masaklap na yung ginagawa niya eh. diba.. tapos dinelete niya ko sa fesbuk niya.. siguro namulat nalang siya ng maraming tumitingala sa mga kuru-kuru niya tas madaming naglilike sa mga status niya.. well ibahin niya ko..dahil katulad ng mga kaibigan ko, hindi ako basta barbie lamang, kasi may mga pagkarobot din kami. kaya babush na isprikiti, gudlak sayo sana hindi mo ka na makakita ng mga kalahi kong barbie na may pagkarobot dahil sigurado magsisisi ka sa huli na parang gusto mo nalang kaming saksakin ng monggol #2 sa noo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil umaga ko magenstp ngayon, late na ko.. maliligo na ko.. babay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6179023443885363972?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6179023443885363972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/bataan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6179023443885363972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6179023443885363972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/bataan.html' title='bataan'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5925173657654584964</id><published>2010-08-10T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T08:50:33.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>msdfjsdhfkhufueh</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYcvybYpVv0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYcvybYpVv0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE SIDE OF ME (Corrinne May)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the easiest person to love&lt;br /&gt;I’m often the one who lets things go unresolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;Yet you choose to be on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not too proud of some things&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done in my life&lt;br /&gt;The skeletons in my closet&lt;br /&gt;Are too big for me to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Charity&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;When it’s cold outside&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no place to go&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;All alone I cried&lt;br /&gt;There was no place to go&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the easiest person to love&lt;br /&gt;But you, you’ve opened your heart to show me what I’m worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;What a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;When it’s cold outside&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no place to go&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;All alone I cried&lt;br /&gt;There was no place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;But you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5925173657654584964?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5925173657654584964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/msdfjsdhfkhufueh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5925173657654584964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5925173657654584964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/msdfjsdhfkhufueh.html' title='msdfjsdhfkhufueh'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6126695297539527627</id><published>2010-08-10T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T02:07:25.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if i give up on you.. i give up on me..</title><content type='html'>nakakabwisit! ganito nalang ba lagi? minsan nagtataka ko eh.. iniisip ko pinanganak ba ko ng talagang solo lang.. o kaya magmamadre ba ko? hahaha grabe.. hindi na yun yung issue eh.. hindi yung tungkol dun sa kung bakit wala parin hanggang ngayon.. mejo lumaki na.. tungkol na sa kapalaran ko.. kasi parang pare-pareho lang nangyayari sakin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong kausapin lahat ng gusto kong kausapin, gusto kong sabihin sa kanila lahat ng gusto kong sabihin, kung gusto ko mang magreklamo, gusto kong gawin yun.. gusto ko talaga.. kung gusto kong umiyak sa harap nila tas sabihing hindi ko na kaya.. gusto ko yun.. at dahil gusto ko.. hindi mangyayari yon.. dahil gusto ko.. hindi mangyayari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil gusto ko.. hindi mangyayari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganun.. ganun na yung tingin ko sa mga pinapangarap ko.. kunyare nakita ko yung piso sa daan, gusto kong pulutin, pero bago pa masalat yung piso, biglang hahangin ng malakas, gugulong sa may putikan yung piso, kukunin ko parin pero wala na dun kasi naunahan na ko,, napulot na ng iba.. ganun.. sobrang mailap sakin ang mabait na kapalaran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong sumigaw sa taas ng statue of liberty... sasabihin ko... ANO BA!!! pagod na pagod ko.. gusto kong magpahinga.. lalo na kong nagagawan ng pag-asa.... too too toot.. *biglang may magsasalita* &gt;your account balance is not enough... blah blah blah&lt; ayun.. pati pagsigaw sa tuktok ng statue of liberty pinagkait sakin.. sa tuktok nalang daw ako ng ever mall kasi mahal ang bayad kapag ibang bansa pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang alam mo yun.. nabigo na nga ko dati eh.. sumuko na nga ko dati eh.. kasi halos mamatay matay na ko.. malayu-layo narin narating ko.. tapos ganun ulit? sa totoo lang dapat matapang na diba. dapat hindi na weak eh.. kaso nga lang sobrang weak ko talaga.. nakakainis.. bakit ganun.. naiinis na talaga ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo yun! hindi ko na maintindihan pati sarili ko.. hindi ko na alam kung anu bang dapat maramdaman ko dapat at kung anung gagawin.. tanong ako ng tanong sa mga bagay bagay na hindi ko naman dapat binibigyan ng panahon.. hindi ko naman dapat pinagaaksayahan ng pansin dahil WALA DIN NAMAN AKONG MAPAPALA SA HULI.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ng kwentang mangarap.. kahit na gano kahalaga pa sakin yung isang bagay/tao/ alien.. o kung anu pa man siya.. kung hindi man siya mapupunta sakin.. iiwan niya ko.. ganun lang ang choices.. best choices na yun.. A and B lang.. wala ng C,D, o E.. wala na.. para sa taong ako.. wala na.. yun lang talaga.. kasi nga tumataliwas sa mga gusto kong mangyari yung mga nangyayari.. alam mo yun..&lt;br /&gt;nakakabwisit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nalang nian.. nagdadrama ko ah.. tas bigla ba namang tutunog sa kapitbahay yung mga pamparteeeeeyy na tugtog.. ay jusmio.. smantalang drama mode ako ngayon ah.. ganun kailap sakin ang kapalaran.. aanin mo yung mga mata ng ibang tao na nakatingin sayo araw2 kung yung taong gusto mo namang tignan ka nakatingin sa iba.. mas malala pa kung........... hindi ko nalang itutuloy.. baka uber uber na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko ba.. nakakadismaya.. bwisit.. na hindi naman ako dapat mabwisit.. hindi ko rin alam kung bat ako apektado.. sa totoo lng ayoko.. ayoko talaga.. pinipigilan ko nga pagkadismaya ko hanggang sa makakaya ko eh.. kaso nga lang hindi ko magawa.. alam mo yun.. parang pinipigilan kong wag akong mautot.. pero nauutot parin ako.. di ko mapigilan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6126695297539527627?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6126695297539527627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-i-give-up-on-you-i-give-up-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6126695297539527627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6126695297539527627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-i-give-up-on-you-i-give-up-on-me.html' title='if i give up on you.. i give up on me..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5501716671572457460</id><published>2010-08-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T03:03:30.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe in you so much, i could die from the words that you say</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGeh43A_4H0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGeh43A_4H0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "I've got to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;You're wasting your time if you're fishin' around here."&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "You must be mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not foolin', this feelin' is real."&lt;br /&gt;She said, "You've gotta be crazy!&lt;br /&gt;What do you take me for? Some kinda of easy mark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've got wits,&lt;br /&gt;You've got looks,&lt;br /&gt;You've got passion,&lt;br /&gt;But I swear that you've got me all wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All wrong&lt;br /&gt;All wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you've got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'll be true, I'll be useful, I'll be cavalier,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours my dear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll belong to you&lt;br /&gt;If you just let me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy as lovers go.&lt;br /&gt;So don't complicate it by hesitating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful as loving goes.&lt;br /&gt;This is tailor made,&lt;br /&gt;What's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I've got to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you all of my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long I thought I was asylum bound,&lt;br /&gt;But just seeing you makes me think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And being with you here makes me sane.&lt;br /&gt;I fear I'll go crazy if you leave my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You've got wits,&lt;br /&gt;You've got looks,&lt;br /&gt;You've got passion,&lt;br /&gt;But are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;You've got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'll be true, I'll be useful, I'll be cavalier,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours my dear&lt;br /&gt;I'll belong to you&lt;br /&gt;If you just let me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy as lovers go. So don't complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful as loving goes.&lt;br /&gt;This is tailor made, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy as lovers go. So don't complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful as loving goes.&lt;br /&gt;This is tailor made, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy as lovers go. So don't complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful as loving goes.&lt;br /&gt;This is tailor made, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina pa nagpaplay sa utak ko yan.. wala.. natutuwa lang ako.. masasabi ko na masaya ko ngayong araw.. maaga kong umalis sa school.. at  dahil don malamang nagalit si esther.. sorry sa kanya.. kakabisaduhin ko nalang yung sa filipino, pero kailangan ko talagang maglaba.. dahil malamang bundok na yun bukas pag di ko pa inasikaso ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko na magbago, pero naisip ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ngayon naman naiisip ko na pag ang tawa pinigilan lalo ka lang matatawa, kapag ang iyak pinigilan, lalo ka lang malulungkot, ang kati pag pinigilan, lalo ka lang mangangati, kapag ang utot ay pinigilan lalo ka lang mauutot, basta yung mga bagay-bagay na pinipigilan daw, lalo lang lumalala.. pano kaya kapag sa pag-ibig? ganun din kaya yun? kapag pinigilan mong magmahal ng tao lalo mo syang mamahalin? wag naman sana.. hahahaha.. mahirap yun noh!!!! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;dahil midnight phantom na.. mamaya nalang&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. tapos na.. haha.. grabe talaga si fafa brandon.. swabeng swabe.. kaya pala iniwan ni anya si brandon kasi gusto ni anya sinasaktan siya.. alam mo yun.. may tonting.. hahaha.. masochist.. hmm..  ayan! nawala na lahat ng nasa utak ko.. lintekk.. naisip ko na naman yung mga lalaban ko..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ng kapatid ko ngayon eh.. anu kayang ireregalo ko sa gagang yon.. ahaha excited na kong umuwi.. nakakamiss talaga yung mga batang makukulit na yon! sobra.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wala ko sa mood magdadaldal.. mamaya nalang.. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5501716671572457460?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5501716671572457460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-believe-in-you-so-much-i-could-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5501716671572457460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5501716671572457460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-believe-in-you-so-much-i-could-die.html' title='i believe in you so much, i could die from the words that you say'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7953344904361299733</id><published>2010-08-09T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:55:42.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>commercial break</title><content type='html'>meron akong taong naalala, ang weird..&lt;br /&gt;pero NORMAL nalang na maalala ko siya.. pero yung&lt;br /&gt;bg music sa utak ko habang naalala ko siya.. YUN ANG ABNORMAL..&lt;br /&gt;alam mo ba yung meatloaf kita? yung argentina na commercial..&lt;br /&gt;kung hindi mo pa alam.. panoorin mo na.. napagiiwanan ka na..  &lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9o-MoEl2Jo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9o-MoEl2Jo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ahahaha nakakatuwa talaga.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo bang type kita dahil sa malasa ka.... MEATLOAF KITA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap, malaman dahil Argentina ka.... MEATLOAF KITA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwede ba na tabihan kita sa plato,﻿ di kaya'y sa sandwich spread cheek to cheek tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarap Argentina love ko buong-buo... MEATLOAF KITA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMAAA.. meatloaf ko siya.. hahahahahahahaha... siyeeett.. anu kayang reakshon non pag tinawag ko siyang meatloaf.. baka batukan pa ko non sabihin "anu ba yan!!" hahahahahahahah.. grabe talaga.. meatloaf ko siya.. ang korni! ahahahah at dahil jan.. naalala ko yung favorite kong commercial sa buong buhay ko..  eto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WHr-PQO8t5Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WHr-PQO8t5Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. nung highschool ako.. nabingi mga teachers ko at mga classmates ko dahil ilang months ko ba kinakanta yan araw2? ewan ko ba.. basta pag nakikita ko yan sa tv.. masayang masayang masayang masaya talaga ko.. nagiging makulay ang buhay ko.. hindi ko alam kung bakit hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. sige maliligo na ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7953344904361299733?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7953344904361299733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/commercial-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7953344904361299733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7953344904361299733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/commercial-break.html' title='commercial break'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3771479461719835270</id><published>2010-08-07T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:27:30.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sassy girl saka windstruck</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5DsWuzvmrU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ulit panoorin yung dalawang movie na yon.. :[ &lt;br /&gt;drama shtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3771479461719835270?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3771479461719835270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-sassy-girl-saka-windstruck.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3771479461719835270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3771479461719835270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-sassy-girl-saka-windstruck.html' title='my sassy girl saka windstruck'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5630941640054890278</id><published>2010-08-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:17:38.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ASAP xv</title><content type='html'>kagabi, dahil nga nag-eemo ako.. hindi ako makatulog, nakaOL ako sa facebook, kchat ko mama ni harle.. nagkamustahan na nman.. at sa sobrang lungkot ko, napunta yung usapan kay harle.. kasi nga monthsary namin kahapon dapat.. alam ng mama niya yun.. tas sabi ko break na si apol at si H.. tapos biglang makkita ko.. bati na naman pala sila.. tapos ayun.. sa sobrang katangahan ko, naamin ko kay mama na mahal ko parin si H.. tapos sabi niya sana daw magtino na, sabi ko siguro hindi naman talaga ko minahal ni H.. siguro niloko ko lang talaga yung sarili ko.. tapos si mama.. tinanong kung may bf na ba ko.. sabi ko sa totoo lang gusto ko ng magbf, kaso nga lang kahit napakadaming lalake sa paligid, hindi ko maitatanggi na siya parin yung mahal ko hanggang ngayon, sabi ko secret lang namin yun.. tapos ayun.. nakakalungkot lang.. sabi ni mama sana maging okay na daw ako.. mayabang daw si harle.. ganun padin.. hindi nagbabago.. tapos ayun.. sabi ko pinagdadasal ko naman yun na sana maging matino na siya.. na kahit na para sa pamilya niya, maghanap na siya ng trabaho, hindi yung puro kalibugan lang yung pinapairal nilang dalawa ng gf niya.. ika nga ni mama.. nakukuha niya kasi yung gusto niya dun sa malanding babae na yon.. at sakin di siya uubra.. yun nga lang.. di rin ako uubra lalong lalo na sa lantong ng babaeng yun.. okay lng.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina habang naghuhugas ako ng pinggan, kasi kumain ako ng pancit canton.. naisip ko yung sinabi ni mam na wag daw kakain non kasi sobrang masama yun para sa katawan.. naisip ko lang, ginagawa ko parin kahit na alam kong bawal.. tapos naisip ko na sobrang madaming lalake sa paligid, tapos gusto ko padin dun sa nasasaktan ako.. tapos edi tapos na kong maghugas ng plato, bigla namang kumakanta yung dalawang tibo sa ASAP xv na  yung lyrics parang kahit na sinasaktan daw siya gusto niya parin makasama yung taong yun.. ayun.. tinamaan na naman ako.. kaya imbis na mag-aral ako.. eto binuksan ko na naman laptop ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko lang din, yung mga mababait na babae gusto daw bad boys.. wala lang.. naisip ko lang kasi napaanod ko sa movie yun.. yung kay mandy moore ba yun.. basta ayun.. tapos naisip ko, sa sitwasyon ko naman.. bad girl ako.. alam ko lahat ng bisyo.. shempre gusto ko yung wholesome, yung papatinuin ako, yung aalagaan ako, yung sasabihing masamang magyosi sa gusto kong paraan, yung iingatan ako, di ako sasaktan, pero naisip ko din yung pinost ni perd sa friendster noon.. matagal na panahon na.. na makakakita ka ng ganung lalake, matino, may matinong trabaho, wholesome and everything....sa panaginip lang.. dahil hindi sila nageexist.. wala lang.. ewan ko ba.. mahirap lang talaga kapag ganito ang panahon, umuulan, malamig. kasama ko lang dalawa kong unan saka manipis na kumot na hindi ako komportable.. haay.. malungkot ang buhay/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5630941640054890278?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5630941640054890278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/asap-xv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>anu ba yan.. hanggang ngayon ganito parin ba? ganto nalang ba ko tuwing 7? magpapakagago.. pipigilan ang luha? pero mabibigo.. titignan profile niya pero malulungkot lalo.. ayun.. bati na naman sila.. sila na naman ulit.. ang hirap talaga.. ako talaga yung malas.. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1485474527227891281?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1485474527227891281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/haaay-tangina.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1485474527227891281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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DA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>plano ko talagang mag-review eh kaso nga lang nalungkot nga ko, nagpost ako tapos ninext blog ko ng ninext blog at!!! nakanamputa!!! lahat ng pindot ko, puru lalake ang owner ng blog. naisip ko sana lahat ng lalake ganun kalalim, sana lahat ng lalake may sense ang sasabihin, hindi yung puru walang kwenta nalang.. alam mo yun? kadalasan kasi masarap yung pakiramdam yung may depth naman yung pag-uusapan diba.. hindi naman masamang maging masaya kaso nga lang nitong mga nakaraang araw, hindi ko talaga maiwasang maghanap ng LALIM. hindi mo naman masisisi ang mga tao sa paligid mo kung bakit sila ganun, hindi mo naman masasabing lahat sila kulang sa karanasan kasi may mga iba't -ibang dahilan kung bakit ang tao ay &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nagiging &lt;/span&gt;ganon.. kung bakit ang tao ay &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ganon&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung unang blog na nakita ko, mahal na mahal niya yung girlfriend niya, halos lahat yata ng post niya may nakasulat na bebeko.. hahaha ansaya non..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung pangalawa kong nakita, mas madalas niya namang obserbahan yung nasa paligid niya. malaman, mataba ang utak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung iba hindi ko na matandaan kasi nakakasilaw ang kulay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung huli kong nakita, tatay siya.. lahat ng post niya tungkol sa anak niya.. natuwa ako.. naisip ko na napakasaya siguro magkaroon ng asawang ganon.. yung sobrang mahal na mahal niya yung anak niya. natuwa talaga ko sa kanya kasi nakakatuwa eh.. alam mo yun? may nakita akong post niya na yung anak daw niya pag-gising sa umaga sasabihin "da? daa???? DAAAA!!" hinahanap kagad siya ng anak niya.. naisip ko lang.. ako.. hindi ko alam kung kelan ko nalaman ang salitang tatay. pinanganak ako ng walang ama.. wag muna nating pag-usapan yung sa mama.. saka na yun.. naisip ko lang.. parang ang saya saya  siguro nun kung nung bata ako, yung tatay ko magtatrabaho para sa gatas ko, pag mejo malaki na ko hindi na ko dedede, nagtatrabaho siya para ibigay yung mga gusto kong laruan, pag hindi na ko naglalaro, magtatrabaho siya para sa pag-aaral ko.. at pag hindi na ko nag-aaral.. magtatrabaho siya para sa anak ko kasi iniwan ako ng tatay ng baby ko.. ahahaha.. wag ganon men..shempre pagtapos mag-aral, ang anak naman ang mag-aalaga sa magulang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala.. naisip ko lang.. ang hirap talaga pag walang lalake sa buhay mo.. walang tatay.. yun yon.. ang dami daming mahahalagang tao sa mundo, yung tao talaga, yung marunong magmahal, yung talagang maipagmamalaki.. dati may nakilala akong tao na madaming alam, akala ko talaga madami siyang alam.. nakakahanga.. nakakabulag. hindi lahat ng taong pakelamero, may sense ang pinapakelaman, hindi lahat ng taong nagsasalita, karapatdapat pakinggan.. naisip ko lang.. ngayon siguro iniisip niya na nasa kanya na yung gusto niya.. pero hindi niya alam na niloloko lang siya ng nakikita niya.. dahil hindi niya alam yung totoo.. kawawa naman siya.. minalas siya talaga.. pero ewan ko.. siguro bagay nalang sa kanya yon.. dahil isa rin siya sa mga gumago sakin.. mapampahiya, mataas kasi tingin niya sa sarili niya MASYADO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. wala.. nakakalungkot lang.. kasalanan ng blogger kng bakit babagsak ako.. haaay.. nakakapagod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-9007464153393254275?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/9007464153393254275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/da-daa-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9007464153393254275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/9007464153393254275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/da-daa-da.html' title='da? daa???? DA!!!!!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1376716331682566411</id><published>2010-08-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:33:59.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>share?</title><content type='html'>hindi ko alam kung bakit ba napakahalaga sakin yung pagsheshare ng nararamdaman ko.. verbal man o hindi.. kapag may naiisip ako.. pag may nararamdaman.. kailangan ishare ko.. kahit kanino kahit saan.. tapos ngayon.. nalulungkot ako.. parang namimiss ko yung dati.. namimiss ko nung nasa bataan ako.. yung ayos lang kahit hindi mag-aral.. yung wala kong ginawa kundi palipasin lng yung oras ko kasi easy lng.. tapos ngayon ganito.. nakakalungkot lang talaga.. siguro dala narin ng araw,, kya nakakamiss ako..&lt;br /&gt;2.6 kasi eh.. hahaha.. ako lang nakakaintindi ng 2.6 pero ewan.. basta.. haay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. mansari namin ni harle ngayun eh.. nakakalungkot.. masaya kami non eh.. ewan ko.. wala ko sa mood dumaldal ngayon.. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1376716331682566411?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1376716331682566411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Inaayos ko ang iyong isipan&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit hindi ka nakikinig&lt;br /&gt;Lahat na ng bagay ay aking ginawa ngunit&lt;br /&gt;Wala parin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang beses ko bang sasabihin na&lt;br /&gt;Wala nang kwentang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;Pero iyong pinipilit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ikaw lang ang nais kong makasama&lt;br /&gt;Wala na kong gusto pang balikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako'y papiliin ikaw ay umasang&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong makapiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi na lang tayong nag-aaway&lt;br /&gt;Kahit di dapat pag-awayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuwing ika'y lumuluha ako'y nasasaktan&lt;br /&gt;Pag nakikita kang ganyan&lt;br /&gt;Sige na, tahan na, dahil mahal na mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang kasi, maniwala ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang ang nais kong makasama&lt;br /&gt;Wala na kong gusto pang balikan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako'y papiliin ikaw ay umasang&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong makapiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pero bakit ganyan&lt;br /&gt;Tayo ay napaglalaruan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga'y sadyang ganyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang ang nais kong makasama&lt;br /&gt;Wala na kong gusto pang balikan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako'y papiliin ikaw ay umasang&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong makapiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibibigay ko ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;Pati na rin ang 'yong pangarap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sasamahan kita kahit saan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit saan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang ang nais kong makasama&lt;br /&gt;Wala na kong gusto pang balikan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako'y papiliin ikaw ay umasang&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong makapiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang korni ko shttt.. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;binagsakan na ko ng malaking colt 45 nian!!!&lt;br /&gt;gago kasi kantang yan.. narinig ko bigla hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7641417726946579562?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7641417726946579562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/inaayos-ko-ang-iyong-isipan-ngunit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7641417726946579562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7641417726946579562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/inaayos-ko-ang-iyong-isipan-ngunit.html' title=''/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3127274698922927984</id><published>2010-08-06T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T08:14:54.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sumasang-ayon sakin ang kalooban ng langit!</title><content type='html'>see? told yah.. makaka-experience ka ng matinding karma boi... hahahaha.. nagsisimula palang yan.. awww.. sorry kawawa ka naman wala na si apol ahahahahaha... :] let's see kung anu pang mangyayari.. boy i'm only human pero shttttt!!! hahaha.. lagot ka sakin.. godlike ako kung kumilos sa pagganti sayo.. hahahaha LOVE ITTTT!!!&lt;div 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langit!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1691338432699114276</id><published>2010-08-06T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:34:48.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pauwi</title><content type='html'>mag-isa.. naglalakad.. nalobat ang selpax.. walang soundtrip.. si mama nagpunta na sa japan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ni reden nung PE namin.. "oh bat malungkot ka?" ahahaha tapos sabi ko "wala ng mama, wala ng music, wala pang syro" ahahahaha.. tas tumawa sya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun nga.. edi mag-isa, mukang kawawa kong naglalakad.. hahaha... tapos may lumapit sakin.. sabi "pwede daw po ilagay # nio d2" tapos inabot sakin cp.. tapos edi kinuha ko.. pero natural hindi ko ibibigay.. di ako ulul.. hahahha kinuha ko yung cp tas nilagay ko 666.. tapos sabi niya "thank you po" ahahahaha natawa ko sa ginawa ko.. namiss ko yun eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1691338432699114276?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1691338432699114276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/pauwi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1691338432699114276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1691338432699114276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/pauwi.html' title='pauwi'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-728499415382332418</id><published>2010-08-06T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:07:21.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sdlkjdlfj</title><content type='html'>gusto ko yung sobrang sobrang lumang kanta ngayong araw.. yung nakakatawa.. ung alam mo yung tie a yellow ribbon ba yun? hahaha.. grabe.. pinakinggan ko habang kumakain ng ice cream.. mejo napasaya ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-728499415382332418?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/728499415382332418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/sdlkjdlfj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/728499415382332418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/728499415382332418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/sdlkjdlfj.html' title='sdlkjdlfj'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7646086736272357451</id><published>2010-08-06T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T06:27:33.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>panaginip</title><content type='html'>pag-uwi ko sa bahay feeling ko talagang pagod na pagod ako.. parang ang bigat.. nag-open ako account ko sa fb.. parang engot lang.. kaya natulog nalang ako.. ayun dahil sa antok ko.. hindi ko napanood yung midnight phantom.. nakakainis naman.. pagkatapos kasi nung unang patalastas.. talagang nagforce shut down na yung mata ko.. hindi na niya kaya.. nanaginip ako.. napanaginipan ko yung mga kaklase ko.. edi naglakbay daw kami ng malayo.. parang field trip.. tapos nakaPE uniform pa kami.. napunta kami sa isang lugar na mejo old school.. parang malaking malaking bahay.. tapos kasama ko mga tropa ko.. si syro,nelson,gerry,charl saka si adao.. tapos edi yun.. pagdating namin sa place, masayang masaya sila.. aligaga.. biglang kumalat nalang sila sa lugar tapos naaliw din ako tinitignan ko yung magandang view... tapos hindi ko napansin wala na pala mga tropa ko.. tapos nakita ko nalang yung mga iba kong classmates tapos hinahanap ko sila pinagtatanong ko.. tapos may naririnig akong mga usap-usapan na may namatay daw.. tapos kinabahan ako lalo, takbo na ko ng takbo.. hinahanap ko si syro.. tapos yung mga tao hindi nila ko sinasagot ng maayos.. hindi daw nila alam kung nasan.. tapos nakita ko si adao tinanong ko kung nasan si syro.. tapos sabi niya nakita daw niya sa taas.. (yung bahay kasi malaki tapos may mahabang hagdanan papunta sa rooftop) dun daw nakita ni adao si syro.. edi umakyat ako dun.. pag dating ko sa taas, nakita ko sila nix pero wala naman yung mga tropa ko dun.. edi takbo parin ako ng takbo.. nandun na ko sa may hagdan pababa nakita ko ulit si adao dun sa may tapat ng cr.. tapos sabi ko pasok siya sa loob ng cr baka nandun si syro.. tapos ayaw niya, iniwan niya ko.. kaya ako nalang pumasok dun.. tapos pagbukas ko ng pinto.. andun sya.. tapos lumabas na kami dun sa malaking bahay.. tapos yung mga classmates namin nakabilog sa isang lugar lang, tinitignan nila yung bangkay ng taong namatay.. tapos sabi ko kay syro punta kami dun.. tapos nilapitan namin... tapos inexplain ni syro kung pano namatay yung tao tapos umakyat na kami sa bus.. tapos kinausap ko si syro. sabi ko bakit ganun siya.. hindi man lang niya sinabi kung nasan siya nagpunta.. galit na galit talaga ko.. hindi ko alam kung bakit.. tapos sabi ko sa kanya wag na niyang uulitin yun kasi ang daming nag-aalala sa kanya.. tapos pagod na pagod pa ko katatakbo para hanapin siya saka yung iba.. nakakatawa talaga yung panaginip ko.. kasi absent si syro ngayong buong araw pero hindi namin alam kung bakit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7646086736272357451?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7646086736272357451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/panaginip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7646086736272357451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7646086736272357451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/panaginip.html' title='panaginip'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-4949596681430584693</id><published>2010-08-06T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:55:21.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grabehan ah..</title><content type='html'>ambigat sa pakiramdam.. para kong nilalagnat.. para kong nanakawan ng sampung milyon.. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4949596681430584693?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4949596681430584693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/grabehan-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4949596681430584693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4949596681430584693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/grabehan-ah.html' title='grabehan ah..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5365564641914114468</id><published>2010-08-05T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T07:04:28.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahahah... natatawa ako...&lt;br /&gt;may new favorite song ako!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you very much" hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nULKw8s061E&lt;br /&gt;nakakatawa naiimagine ko yung sarili ko suot yung little pink dress tas sinasayaw yan.. hahahahaha.. sobrang nakakatawa.. talaga.. fuck you.. fuck you very very much..&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahahahah.. can't breathe!!!! hahahaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5365564641914114468?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5365564641914114468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/hahahahahahah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5365564641914114468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5365564641914114468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/hahahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5608732455772243525</id><published>2010-08-05T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T05:58:05.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anu bang meron?</title><content type='html'>umaga palang weird na mga tao sa paligid ko.. nung pagkababa ko palang sa hagdan.. ung mga nakatambay sa baba nakatingin sakin.. nung nasa may UE ako yung lalake nakatitig sakin tas paglapit sakin sabi "GANDA MO!" tss.. gusto kong sapakin.. tas nung nagpunta naman akong g8way yung dalawang tao dun sa may entrance sabi ganda oh.. shtt... di naman nakakainis kaso nga lang.. anu bang meron? dahil ba gray ang kulay ng panty ko? hahahah dahil ba red kuko ko? aysus.. dahil ba ngumiti ako paggising ko? hindi ko talaga alam.. hahaha at gusto kong malaman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gustong gusto ko si kanye west ngayon.. hahahaha ngayong gabi lang..ewan ko kung bakit.. pero alam ko pagsasawaan ko na siya (yung boses niya) bago ko m2log.. hahaha tapos mamaya mariah naman noh.. ahahaha.. grabe anu bang nangyayari sakin.. nageevolve yata ko... AYOKOOOOOO... homaygas..hahaha.. di ko kasabay umuwi si syro.. kainis naman.. nalate kasi ako knina sa econ.. eh inaabsent naman ni mam yung mga late so ayun.. hindi na ko nakapasok.. hindi ko din nakita si alejandro.. ahahahah grabe naman.. nakakainis talaga.. dapat pumasok nalang ako.. huhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero okay lang naman kasi gumawa ako ng spicy tacos paguwi ko.. hahaha sarap beyb.. sarap talaga.. hahahaha :] spicy nga eh.. hmm.. ayun.. tas kumain ako.. tas e2 na.. tas wala parin ang alam.. hindi ko nga alam kung may asayment ba o quiz bukas eh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko pa napascan drawing.. tss.. kainis parang wala kong ginawang matino ngayong hapon hahah.. dapat sumama nalang ako kay syro eh.. tas yun.. katamad.. katamad.. nakakasawa... nagfit ba ko ng dress kanina.. o=shittttttt!!! hahahahahaha.. grabe talaga.. wanna see? ahaha w8 ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq0p0gPI_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/w7wjdPSLhQY/s1600/Image0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq0p0gPI_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/w7wjdPSLhQY/s320/Image0396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501908525347972082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan mukang engot lang hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq0z-JPHxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q-ePb7iDgoE/s1600/Image0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq0z-JPHxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q-ePb7iDgoE/s320/Image0398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501908699734548242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq1ARso3fI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X3w8iQ4ceIM/s1600/Image0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq1ARso3fI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X3w8iQ4ceIM/s320/Image0399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501908911141740018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! alam ko na kung bakit ako ganto.. narinig ko yung kantang "love you so" ni natalie hahahahahahaha.. kaya ayun.. nagevolve ako ng isang araw..&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5608732455772243525?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5608732455772243525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/anu-bang-meron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5608732455772243525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5608732455772243525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/anu-bang-meron.html' title='anu bang meron?'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TFq0p0gPI_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/w7wjdPSLhQY/s72-c/Image0396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5490077982339170458</id><published>2010-08-02T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:28:40.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>delete, backspace, esc.</title><content type='html'>sana may keyboard sa buhay ng tao yung tipong pwede mong iDELETE ang nangyari, iBACKSPACE ang sinabi at magESCAPE nalang sa problema.. pero hindi.. ang nagawa ay nagawa na at ang nasabi ay nasabi na.. ngayon nararamdaman ko na naman na buhay ako.. hindi ko nalang sasabihin kung bakit.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina yung prof namin sabi "minsan hindi mo alam kung nasasaktan mo na siya" tama nga naman.. hindi talaga ko mahilig makinig sa econ. prof namin kaya siguro nakakuha ko ng palakol na grade.. pero pasado naman hahaha.. :] ayun.. nakinig ako sa kanya kanina kasi napatawa niya ko.. ayun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko nga lang.. bakit naman masasaktan ang isang tao kung hindi siya mahilig mag-expect diba.. yan yung matinding kasamaan ng ugali na maaako ko.. inaamin ko na.. at matagal na kong nagsisisi.. mahirap lang talaga pigilan mag-isip ng mga bagay-bagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa eto pa.. dahil mabait ako.. okay lang na maging ALULOD ako.. anu yung alulod? pag umiiyak ang langit. bumubuhos ang matinding luha.. tapos sige ibuhos lang nila lahat sakin.. sasaluhin ko.. bababa ng tahimik yung luha.. tama.... kaso nga lang.. kung yung may ari ng bahay.. parang ayaw namang may alulod sa bahay niya.. gugustuhin pa ba ng alulod na magtrabaho dun? lalo na kung parang tinataboy na siya? xempre hindi na diba.. kaso nga lang.. walang magagawa yung alulod kasi unang una.. wala siyang lakas para gawin yon.. (nakakita ka na ba ng alulod na mismong nagvolunteer na umalis mismo sa bahay? WALA PA) (nakakita ka ba ng alulod na naglalakad papalayo ng bahay? HINDI PA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lang ayoko ng magsalita.. dahil alam ko namang ayaw ng mga tao ng drama.. at ayaw nilang nadadagdagan mga problema nila sa buhay.. kaya nga sa blog ko pinost eh.. kasi wala kong walking blog ngayon.. hahahaha  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gustong gusto ko ng liempo ngayong araw.. pero baka bukas di ko na yun gusto.. hmm.. wala nasabi ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik sa usapan.. minsan sa sobrang inis ko.. naiiyak ako.. gustong gusto kong umiyak.. gusto kong sumigaw.. gusto kong manigaw.. gusto kong manapak.. pero nawawalan ako ng lakas.. alam mo yun? hindi mo alam yung pakiramdam non.. hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam kong kahit na sabihin ko bawat salita na to sa isang tao.. hindi din nila ko maiintindihan dahil hindi ako nagsasalita ng derechahan.. hindi lahat ng bagay isinasaksak sa baga ng tao para ipamuka sa kanya yung mga bagay bagay.. kasi hindi naman sila tanga. hindi rin sila bulag.. may mga sadyang nagtatanga-tangahan lng.. saka nagbubulagbulagan lang.. meron din namang mga taong sa sobrang nasasaktan na sa mga nangyayari sa paligid nila.. hindi na nila alam kung ano yung dapat nilang maramdaman sa mga ibang bagay kasi manhid na sila.. san ka ba kabilang sa mga yan? wala kong pakelam.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginagawa ko yung mga bagay na ginagawa ko.. kasi ayoko ng maulit yung dati... dati si rizza nagsosorry kahit wala siyang ginagawang mali.. (sige si rizza na yung taong walang pride.. naubus na.. naupud na.. hindi mahirap sakin ang magsorry dati kasi hindi ko iniisip yung sarili ko.. iniisip ko yung mararamdaman ng ibang tao.. yung tipong sila na nga yung mali.. ako pa yung lumalapit.. sila na nga yung may kasalanan ako parin ang nagsosorry) shitangina! kelan ba marereverse yon! susmaryosep! lagi nalang ba ako ang kawawa? hindi ko naman sinasabing ako ang mang-aapi ngayon.. kaso nga lang.. depende sa sitwasyon.. HINDING HINDI AKO MAGBABAGO NG PAKIKITUNGO SA ISANG TAO KUNG HINDI NIYA KO GINANON.. ayokong isipin na lahat ng tao pare-pareho lang.. kasi pag inisip ko yon.. talo ko.. wala kong mapapala.. sabihin nalang natin na may konti pa kong natitirang pag-asa.. nakalagay yon sa dulo ng daliri ko sa paa.. kaya wag mo kong aapakan.. kasi pag yon nawala.. mamamatay na lahat ng tao sa mundo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun na nga.. magulo akong kausap lintek.. kaya ayokong basahin blog ko eh,, edi ayon.. ngayon kung anong ginagawa sakin ng tao, ginagawa ko din sa kanya.. hindi para gumanti.. kundi PARA MALAMAN NIYA KUNG ANO YUNG PAKIRAMDAM NG GINAGANON.. kaso nga lang.. pano kung ganito..&lt;br /&gt;si A may pakelam sa lahat ng bagay kasi may pakelam siya kay B eh.. importante sa kanya si B eh.. kaya kunyari pag si B malungkot o kaya iba yung mood.. xempre mahahawa si A.. tapos pag si B hindi pinapansin si A.. xempre magtatampo si A.. kaso nga lang papano kung ganito... si B wala namang pakelam kay A.. magtatambling man si A sa harap niya hindi niya papansinin.. magngangawa man si A sa harap niya.. wala lang.. kasi wala naman xang pakelam kay A eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon diba.. kaya kahit anong gawin ni A.. kawawa siya.. kasi kahit ibalik niya yung mga ginagawa sa kanya.. wala.. kasi walang pakelam si B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; biglang tumugtog "decorating for cinco de mayo" nadestruct ako hahah..&lt;br /&gt;ganda ng lyricssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You're a problem, I'll never solve.&lt;br /&gt;How do I say it and let it go?&lt;br /&gt;You never told me just what you wanted,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only guessing you're wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;I never said this is what I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;A love that's shaking and all onesided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why you have kept me here,&lt;br /&gt;Empty and lifeless, afraid to leave this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Should I stay and pretend to smile?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing for me, I need to go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a way out&lt;br /&gt;and the clocks are broken, leaking time.&lt;br /&gt;One more second, I may die&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz my wounds are open bleeding life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when your eyes are closed?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you waste it all for show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Am I there when your eyes are closed?&lt;br /&gt;Am I wasting this all for show? Am I wrong? Is this wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a lie? You always lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Look at you, already gone..&lt;br /&gt;But expecting me here waiting for you when&lt;br /&gt;you're feeling lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALAGA NAMAN OO! mapapakanta talaga ko.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ayoko ng magdrama lintek.. &lt;br /&gt;ganto nalang.. madami akong gustong sabihin.. di ko nalang masabi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5490077982339170458?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5490077982339170458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/delete-backspace-esc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5490077982339170458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5490077982339170458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/08/delete-backspace-esc.html' title='delete, backspace, esc.'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7307666778080960160</id><published>2010-07-31T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T04:55:20.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masyadong masyado..</title><content type='html'>grabe.. ang hirap pala kapag ganito.. alam ko namang mahirap eh.. dati pa.. kaso nga lang iba sitwashon ngayon.. anung gagawin ko? ahahahah A o B???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7307666778080960160?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7307666778080960160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/masyadong-masyado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7307666778080960160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7307666778080960160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/masyadong-masyado.html' title='masyadong masyado..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2330017735165951906</id><published>2010-07-30T01:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T01:53:48.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog deleted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2330017735165951906?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1058588707149723695</id><published>2010-07-26T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:36:25.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay.. :]</title><content type='html'>pagkauwi ko palang dito sa apt. nainis na ko.. dahil unang una.. nakakainis dahil pag nagtoothbrush ako.. tas hindi pydontyl yung toothpaste ko.. magdudugo gums ko.. bswisit.. ayoko ng pydontyl..  naisipan kong magOL nakita ko naman yung fb ng lintik.. hay nako.. sabi ko na nga ba.. sabi na nga ba eh! nakakainis!! ang malas malas ko..&lt;br /&gt;hindi lang yan ah!!! eto pa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung isang tao masaya siya dun sa psp na ginagamit niya.. masaya talaga siya.. tapos maiisip niya bigla na HIRAM lang pala yun.. tapos kailangan niya ibalik sa tunay na may ari.. hahaha putangina talaga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1058588707149723695?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1058588707149723695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1058588707149723695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1058588707149723695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay.html' title='okay.. :]'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6263603725433347902</id><published>2010-07-26T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:25:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>official :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TE1-e722igI/AAAAAAAAAEw/x_Ufg5cb7oY/s1600/fuckkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TE1-e722igI/AAAAAAAAAEw/x_Ufg5cb7oY/s320/fuckkk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498189790018177538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maya na lang ako magsasalita,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6263603725433347902?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6263603725433347902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6263603725433347902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6263603725433347902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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ko na pag college na ko siguro magiging legal na lahat.. kasi ganun naman talaga dapat.. kaya nga madaming n22wa na college na sila eh.. kasi nagiging masaya na buhay nila.. ako kaya kelan? kelan kaya magiging legal lahat sakin.. minsan naiisip ko na sirain ko nalang kaya buhay ko para wala na silang maexpect sakin.. na gawin ko nalang lahat ng masama para wala na silang asahan.. kaso nga lang kasi naiisip ko din sila eh.. ang hirap magpakabait sa mga taong wala namang alam gawin kundi pahirapan ka.. tangina kahit ilang buntong hininga gawin ko.. kahit ilang buhos ng luha ko.. hindi na siguro magbabago kahit ano.. nakakasawa!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ng kapatid ko bukas.. nagpaalam ako sa ate ko.. tapos hindi niya ko pinayagan makita tatay ko.. naiyak na ko kahit pinipigilan ko.. nagvolunteer na naman magisa yung luha ko na lumabas na.. kinabahan pa naman ako.. inisip ko pa naman kung anung magandang sabihin para maintindihan niya.. pero nabigo ako.. hindi niya ko naintindihan at hindi niya rin ako napayagan.. nakakasawa lang talaga.. nakakasawa.. galit na naman ako sa mundo.. ang hirap mabuhay.. naisip ko sana kung tinuloy nalang ng mama ko ung pagpapaabort niya sakin.. de sana hindi na ko namomroblema ngayon.. wala na din silang binabawalan.. wala na din silang pinapahirapan.. edi wala pa silang kasalanan.. haay buhay..  naisip ko na unfair naman  talaga oo.. bakit ganon.. si mama pinapayagan sila ate na makausap saka makita tatay nila.. bat ako hindi.. bakit ganun? dahil ba kabit ung tatay ko non? kaya ganun sila sakin? dahil ba ampon lang ako? kaya ganun sila sakin.. nararanasan ko yung mga bagay na hindi ko naman dapat nararanasan DAHIL SA KANILA.. dahil sa mga kagaguhang ginawa nila ngayon na lahat ng consequence ako sumasalo.. oh diba ang saya.. mas malala pa sa mga storyang pinapadala sa magpakailanman.. tas masasabihan ka pang sawsaw.. tangina sa kanila na pera nila.. nakakainis.. o sige magisa na ko sa mundo.. pakelam ko sa inyong lahat.. bandang huli mamamatay din naman lahat ng tao sa mundo.. sasaya na ko.. hay grabe.. ayoko na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8782518197237207389?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8782518197237207389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/nakakasawa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8782518197237207389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8782518197237207389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/nakakasawa.html' title='nakakasawa'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5539767891606737411</id><published>2010-07-23T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T04:41:07.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wahahaha</title><content type='html'>natawa ko.. dahil kinlik ko yung picture ko sa gilid.. ung bibig lang ung kita.. bigla akong napunta sa friendster.. tapos ninext ko.. tapos nakita ko pichur ko..  eto oh.. mukang tanga.. matagal na to eh.. hahahahahahaha  http://www.friendster.com/photos/75061640/1/834559195#pic=01620991639 wahahaha.. malupit na link.. siguraduhin mong may tabo ka sa tapat ng bibig.. baka masuka ka.. hahaha ako yan dati pa.. hmm.. kakainin ko kasi ung sunflower.. hahaha peborit ko ang sunflower.. kasi sumusunod siya sa araw.. parang ako hahaha :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko may magtanong sakin ng tanong na nagsisimula sa BAKIT.. haha&lt;br /&gt;mapapasaya ko nun ngayon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5539767891606737411?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5539767891606737411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/wahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5539767891606737411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5539767891606737411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/wahahaha.html' title='wahahaha'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-816884469016844057</id><published>2010-07-23T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T04:37:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims pt. 2</title><content type='html'>kakatapos lang ng walang katapos tapos na hirap.. yung mga subjects ko.. gusto kong idrop lahat.. haha :] hmm.. napapaisip lang ako.. wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiinis na ko sa mga nagrarally d2 sa baba ng kwarto ko.. ang ingay nila.. nakakainis.. eh papano nakakainis naman kasi eh.. akalain mo naman ba magpatong ng ganung kalaking toll.. hahahaa bonggang toll hike talaga.. parang pinapatay nila yung mga tao.. dahil sa ginawa nila.. lalong mababawasan ang kakaunting sweldo ng mga mahihirap na trabahador.. lalo na yung mga bumabyahe pa.. at isa pa.. lalo ng magmamahal ang mga gulay na dinedeliver kung saan saan galing pa sa mga probinsya.. lahat maaapektuhan na ng katangahang ginawa nila.. at ano ang resulta? kakapal na naman ang mga bulsa at wallet nila.. makakakain na naman sila ng 10 months straight sa mamahaling restaurant.. makakabili sila ng sampong libong guitar hero set para sa panganay na anak nila.. mabibili nila ng sampong libong pirasong umd bunso nilang anak.. lintek na buhay na yan oo.. o dba.. alam na ng mga tao ang kwento.. dahil hindi na bago yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon hindi pa natin nakikita yung pagbabagong sinasabi ni noynoy.. hmm.. araw2 parin akong naglalakad papuntang school.. araw2 kong nakikita yung mga matatandang nakakaawa na nakahilata sa foot bridge... yung mga tindero ng yosi na halos maging tropa ko na.. yung mga snatcher na akala nila di ko alam na snatcher sila.. yung mga manloloko na akala nila hindi ko nakikita panloloko nila.. haha ang maliit na tao nakakaisip ng malalaking bagay.. wag kang magisip ng masama.. wala kong ibig pakahulugan don.. hmm.. nakakaawa lang.. naisip ko lang.. pag ako siguro naging presidente mangungurakot din ako.. naisip ko lang.. kasi naranasan kong maging vice president.. talagang nung nangangampanya ko.. madami akong goal.. pero nung nasa pwesto na ko.. mistulang nakalimutan ko na mga pangako ko.. yun nga lang.. wala namang pera walang sweldo.. walang bagay na magpapasilaw sakin pwera sa ulo ng kalbo kong teacher sa math.. pero nakalimutan ko goal ko.. hindi ko alam kung bakit.. pero siguro.. tinamad ako..ikaw.. tatanungin kita.. pag yung girlfriend mo  walang pakelam sayo.. tapos ikaw ginagawa mo lahat para maangat ang relationship niyo.. sisipagin ka ba? natural hindi.. ganun din siguro ung naisip ko.. nung nakita ko yung mga taong pagsisilbihan at tutulungan ko.. naisip ko na wala din namang epekto kung gagawa ako ng aksyon kasi walang isang tingting na makakawalis ng kalat.. kailangan isang buno kayo para mawala yung kalat.. papano ko magsisimula kung ako lang magisa umaaksyon di ba.. ganun lang yun.. naisip ko rin na kailangan ng magbago ng mga tao dahil unti unti ng lumalala yung mga pangyayari sa bansa natin.. nawawalan ng tubig.. dahil saan? nagkakalandslide dahil saan? bakit sobra ang init? dahil satin.. bakit walang dededein na gatas anak mo? hindi dahil sa kapit bahay niyong nagbabangayan araw-araw yan.. dahil yan mismo sayo..! wag mong sisihin ang iba sa mga kasalanang ginagawa mo.. lahat ng bagay ay may kaakibat na resulta.. gumawa ka ng maling bagay.. makikita mo resulta niyan.. kaya yaun..wala na kong maisip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa dinami dami ng naiisip ko ngayon.. sa dinami dami ng nagpapainis sakin.. sa dinami dami ng dahilan kung bakit ako dapat umiyak. malungkot at magmukmok... nawawala yun kapag pumapasok yung isang bagay sa utak ko. hindi yun sex.. gago.. wag kang malibog haha.. hulaan mo nalang..magpinoy henyo tayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagay ba to?&lt;br /&gt;hindi&lt;br /&gt;lugar ba to?&lt;br /&gt;hindi..&lt;br /&gt;pangyayari ba to?&lt;br /&gt;hindi..&lt;br /&gt;nakakain ba to?&lt;br /&gt;try mo.. haha&lt;br /&gt;humihinga ba to?&lt;br /&gt;oo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ang bobo mo hindi mo mahulaan.. bahala ka sa buhay mo.. i'm outta here.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-816884469016844057?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3043889943390402334</id><published>2010-07-20T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:36:20.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kathang isip</title><content type='html'>gagawa ako ng storya.. pagkatapos ng prelims :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Long long time ago, there was a princess that cries during her sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the day came when her tears turned into smiles and laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was when she fell inlove with this man named Blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha katamad magreview..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3043889943390402334?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3043889943390402334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/kathang-isip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3043889943390402334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3043889943390402334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/kathang-isip.html' title='kathang isip'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7795081324153075150</id><published>2010-07-20T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T03:10:38.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims</title><content type='html'>kakatapos lang ng exam sa int. -mt..&lt;br /&gt;mas madali siya kesa sa pang-araw araw na quiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong pakiramdam pag nakikita mo yung taong mahalaga sayo na nahihirapan? masakit. anong magagawa mo? wala. anong matutulong mo? wala din.. sa ngayon nadidismaya ko sa mga hindi ko kayang gawin.. minsan naiisip ko bakit ba hindi ako nakakalipad? nadidismaya ko.. bakit ba hindi ko kayang magdribble ng rugby ball? nakakadismaya.. ganun talaga kapag may mga bagay tayong gustong gawin pero hindi natin magawa dahil hindi natin kaya.. tulad nalang ng sinabi ng tropa kong si syro.. "mahirap pasayahin ang taong hindi naman masaya" parang ganun yung sinabi niya.. basta yun na yun.. naisip ko lang na "mahirap magpasaya ng tao lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung dahlian para maging masaya siya".  minsan nakakapagod na yung sistema ng buhay.. tanggap ko ng flat na yung gulong ng buhay ko.. tanggap ko na din na walang hihinto para palitan yung gulong.. pero sana naman! pwedeng makihitch para naman kahit papano umikot ikot naman yung buhay ko dba.. hehe.. pero ayun wala naman akong magagawa.. ano kayang gagawin ko? minsan masaya naman yung ganitong sistema ng buhay.. pero kadalasan nakakasawa.. lalo na kung mula nung una mo pang pagkasiwang dito sa mundo.. yun at yun na yung ginagawa mo.. wala lang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan naiisip ko na naiiyak na ko.. pero wala namang dahilan.. hindi pala.. may dahilan pero ayoko lang isipin na yun talaga yung dahilan kung bakit ako naiiyak.. minsan kasi parang yung mga nararamdaman ko.. parang kahit ako.. hindi ko kayang paniwalaan sarili ko.. parang blinender na naman yung nararamdaman ko.. halo halo na naman.. haay.. yaan mo na nga.. lilipas din.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon.. hinihiling ko lang.. sana pumasa ko sa lahat ng exam.. lalong lalo na sa math at bio hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7795081324153075150?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7795081324153075150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/prelims.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7795081324153075150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7795081324153075150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/prelims.html' title='prelims'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2913881772438169972</id><published>2010-07-18T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:21:30.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gudmorning</title><content type='html'>nakikita ko mga picture nila sa facebook.. ang gaganda.. lalo na yung kapatid ni pareng john ravago.. madami.. madami sila.. magaganda.. tapos.. bigla kong naalala yung sinabi ng tropa ko.. hahaha.. kasi ayaw niyang nakikita akong pinupuri ko yung ibang mga babae... bakit kaya? ewan ko sa kanya.. naalala ko lang bigla na sabi niya mas maganda pa daw ako dun.. di lang ako nagpapakababae.. wahaha... namiss ko tuloy siya bigla.. nasan na kaya xa? totoo kaya yung sinabi niya? hahaha.. hmm.. pagkakaalam ko kasi pogi ako.. di ako maganda.. at lagi kong naiisip na kung naging lalake sana ako.. ang pogi ko talaga.. siguro makakapagpasagot ako ng babae sa loob ng 30 mins. maximum na yun.. hahahaha..grabe.. wala lang.. ge ligo na ko.. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2913881772438169972?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2913881772438169972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/gudmorning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2913881772438169972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2913881772438169972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/gudmorning.html' title='gudmorning'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7446964175929957717</id><published>2010-07-17T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T07:32:03.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jhsdfkusdfihysdkbad3p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TEG-sxW0tSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NKfKLpzEWIs/s1600/mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TEG-sxW0tSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NKfKLpzEWIs/s320/mama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494882696741303586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan... nakausap ko mama ni harle.. sila na naman nga ni apol.. haay.. kawawa naman ako.. gustong gusto ako ng parents ni harle.. pero wala kong magagawa.. lintek..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7446964175929957717?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7446964175929957717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/jhsdfkusdfihysdkbad3p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7446964175929957717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7446964175929957717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/jhsdfkusdfihysdkbad3p.html' title='jhsdfkusdfihysdkbad3p'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TEG-sxW0tSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NKfKLpzEWIs/s72-c/mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-6286749239764837913</id><published>2010-07-16T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:03:38.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost my will for hoping..</title><content type='html'>nakakadismaya yung mga bagay2..  nawawalan na ko ng pag-asa.. nakakalungkot..  nasan na kaya yung sasagip sakin? nalulunod na ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-6286749239764837913?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/6286749239764837913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-my-will-for-hoping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6286749239764837913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/6286749239764837913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-my-will-for-hoping.html' title='lost my will for hoping..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-4275531609710368091</id><published>2010-07-14T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T05:55:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bulager</title><content type='html'>sa totoo lang, hindi ko naman talaga kailangan ng lovelife para mabuhay.. kasi kapag meron, nasasaktan lang ako, nag-iisip ng malala saka nababaliw.. kaso nga lang pag ganitong malamig, walang kuryente at mag-isa ko.. parang naiisip kong masarap pag may kasama kang nagmamahal sayo.. kagabi nawalan ng kuryente.. pero hindi ako nagising.. kasi nananaginip ako.. napanaginipan ko na kumakain daw ako ng madaming sushi, ebi sushi.. favorite ko! :] tapos sa restaurant ako bumili non.. marami ng laman pero 20php lang.. ang saya naman! mura lang.. pero nung nagising ako.. nadismaya ko kasi hindi naman talaga pala totoo at sa totoong buhay, wala kang mabibiling maraming sushi sa halagang 20 pesos lang.. isang malaking kalokohan kapag nakabili ako ng ganon.. totoong sa panaginip talaga mangyayari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiisip ko yung mga pangyayari nung high school pa ko.. nung 1st year ako na maloko ako tapos mga tropa ko 4th year na.. yung araw-araw umiinom kami kila ka-Mio.. laging mucho iniinum namin non.. sa kanila ko nagbubuhos ng problema ko, mga adik sila pero masarap silang kasama, pwede talagang karamay kahit kailan.. kaya naging tropa ko sila kasi akala nila nung 1st day of school, fourth year na ko saka transfer student ako.. pero nung tinanong nila ko nagulat sila.. hahaha mukha na daw kasi akong 4th year.. ayun hanggang sa tinaboy na ko ng mga kaklase ko kasi halos araw2 nasa room ako ng 4th yr. st. mark.. tapos ayun nagpupusoy wei kami habang nagkaklase tapos hindi ako pinapakelaman ng teacher nila kahit nandon ako hehe.. masaya! :] pero ngayon kahit isa sa kanila, hindi ko na alam kung anong nangyari, may anak na ba si Bugay? adik parin ba si Willem? sila na ba ni Dianne? nag-pasex change na ba si Rogie? hindi ko na alam.. matagal tagal narin nung huli kami nagkita-kita.. pero kung nasaan man sila ngayon, sana kilala parin nila ko, sana namimiss parin nila ko kahit 2 seconds lang sa isang araw.. Naging mabait talaga sila sakin.. hinding hindi ko sila makakalimutan.. sana buhay pa sila heheh at wala sa rehabilitation center..&lt;br /&gt;Umalis ako sa school na yun.. sa HRPI.. kung san ko sila nakilala.. kasi.. nakaaway ko yung adviser namin na si Ma'am Malicdem.. kasi may diary ako(rant notebook) tapos karamihan ng nakasulat don.. against kay mam malicdem.. eh di ba nga kaaway ko yung mga kaklase kong babae.. kaya ayun, ginawa nila.. kinuha nila yung notebook na yun sa bag ko.. tapos pinasa sa adviser namin na parang group project nila.. tapos ayun.. pagkatapos mabasa ni mam malicdem yun.. sinabi niya kinabukasan sa classroom "kung sino man yung may ayaw sakin, tumayo na" edi sinenyasan ko yung mga tropa kong lalake, tapos eh natatakot sila, ayaw nilang tumayo.. kaya ako tumayo nalang ako.. sabi ko "mam i don't like you" tapos sabi niya "sige pagbabaklasin niyo na yung mga gamit ko dito! i'll resign!" tapos ayun.. dahil masunuring bata ako.. ginawa ko yung sinabi niya.. at nagwalk out siya habang umiiyak.. pero wala kong pakelam.. kasi masama siya sakin, kaya ginawa ko yun.. mahilig siyang mang-judge ng tao kahit hindi pa niya kilala, mahilig siyang magparinig, hindi niya kayang sabihin ng derechahan.. kaya ayun.. nagalit ako sa kanya.. tapos nagpunta si mam malicdem sa guidance office, tapos yung isa kong kaklaseng mapagmagaling, sabi magsorry daw kami.. tapos sabi ko ayoko.. sila nalang.. wala kong pinagsisisihan sa ginawa ko.. kaya ayun nagsorry sila, nagpunta sila sa guidance office.. at shempre ako nagpapalamig sa classroom.. tapos nung lumabas ako.. yung mga ibang students nasa labas ng classroom nila, nagchichismisan, hindi ko alam na ganun pala kabilis kakalat yung balita na napagresign ko si mam.. yung mga tatanga tanga, humanga sakin kasi daw napag-resign ko si mam.. hindi ko pinagmamayabang yun.. dahil malaking kasamaan yung ginawa ko.. pero wala kong magagawa.. dapat lang sa kanya yun.. tapos kinabukasan kinukuha ko kay mam malicdem yung notebook ko.. tapos ayaw niyang ibigay kasi iffile daw niya sa guidance office yun.. edi fine! sa kanya na.. basahin niya araw-araw.. gawin niyang bible.. ahahaha.. ayun na nga.. dahil don muntik na kong makick-out.. pero hindi nila pwedeng gawin yun kasi pogi ako.. :] tapos ayun.. lumipat ako sa ibang school.. napunta ko sa SPVA.. nung 1st day of class don.. nakita  ko na ang babaduy pumorma ng mga tao.. hahaha promise yun yung una kong napansin.. masaktan na ang dapat masaktan hehehe.. ayun.. may kakilala ako dun.. si Joy.. 4th year siya tapos ako 2nd year naman.. pinakilala niya ko sa mga tao dun. tapos nakilala ko si Karen.. mabait siya.. tapos naaalala ko tinanong ko sa kanya "sinong pinakamatapang dito?" tapos itatago natin yung babaeng yun sa pangalang ivy klarice batulayan.. kahit na yun talaga yung tunay niyang pangalan (pag sinearch niya pangalan niya sa google.. matutuklasan niya blog ko.. OH NO!! haha)  ayun nga.. tinanong ko yun kasi nga bago lang ako dun.. at naiisip ko na madaming aaway sakin kasi transferee ako.. ganun yung kadalasang kinukuyog ng mga stujante.. so ayun.. kinaibigan ko yung ivy.. okay naman siya.. lagi kaming nandun sa bench na katabi ng gate.. tapos lahat ng dadaan,  kilala niya, at may mga alam siya don na chismis.. kunyare dadaan si "ambirikindi" tapos sasabihin niya sakin.. "ai kilala ko yan.. alam mo ba nakita ko yan sa kwan kasama ni ano tapos umaano siya" ayun.. tapos pag daan sa harap namin sasabihin niya kay ambirikindi  "gudmorning!!!!! (sabay ngite) " in short.. PLASTIC siya.. kaya ayun.. hiniwalayan ko na siya.. tapos isang araw.. nalaman ko sa mga classmate ko na madami na pala siyang sinasabi about sakin.. kaya ayun.. ginawa ko.. kinausap ko siya ng derechahan to the bones hahaha.. at ayun.. kinuyog siya ng mga bago kong tropa, si charisz, cassandra, july saka si leah.. magugulo yung mga yun.. pero mabait sila.. at nag-iinom din kami lagi.. ahahaah lagi nalang ako napupunta sa mga gagong tao.. pero okay lang.. kung sino pa kasi yung mga maloloko.. yun yung ipagtatanggol ka ng patayan at mamahalin ka ng tunay.. sila yung mga tunay na kaibigan :] kaya ayun.. mula non naging tropa ko na sila ng matagal.. tapos  nakilala ko si Lana.. mabait siya.. tahimik.. mahinhin.. maganda.. saka matalino.. tapos naging best friend ko siya.. tapos ayun.. mula non naging matino na ko.. madalang na lang akong uminom tapos naging seryoso na ko sa pag-aaral ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung 3rd year na ko.. nagkahiwalay kami ng section ni Lana Paola Mortel.. pero siya parin yung best friend ko.. nagtatampo ako kapag hindi niya ko binibisita sa classroom.. pero okay lang.. masaya naman kami saka sabay kami umuwi.. tapos ayun.. walang masyadong kwento nung 3rd year ako kasi nga naging boring ako kasi nagtino ako sa pag-aaral.. madaming nainlab daw sakin nung mga panahon na yon.. hahah daming nanligaw sakin non eh. pero walang pumasa kahit isa.. kasi si harle lang labs ko non.. oh wag na xang pag-usapan.. tama na yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung 4th year na ko.. naging magkasection ulit kami ni Lana kasi nagpalipat na ko sa section niya kasi mahirap kapag magkahiwalay kami eh.. tapos ayun.. araw-araw kaming magkatabi pwera lang pag english kasi mahigpit teacher namin dun eh.. edi ayun.. tinutulungan ako ni Lana lagi.. tapos nung 4th year ako.. dun dumami yung problema ko sa buhay.. buhay ko non si harle.. dun dumagsa yung napakaraming problema. dun ko naranasan yung matinding pagtitiis saka dun ko pinerfect yung pagiging malaking tanga.. pero okay lang.. madami akong natutunan non.. pero medyo nagsisisi ako.. pero minsan naisip ko na okay lang din.. tapos mula nung nagbreak kami.. nag-iba na ko.. hindi ko alam kung anung klaseng monster ako nagtransform.. pero nandito na eh.. at mula non slow motion na yung mundo ko.. tapos kahit kelan hindi na ko pumansin sa kahit sino.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ayun..wala na kong maisip..kaya babay na. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4275531609710368091?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4275531609710368091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/bulager.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4275531609710368091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/4275531609710368091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/bulager.html' title='bulager'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-8578226572046188130</id><published>2010-07-13T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:31:16.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat me'/><title type='text'>llllll</title><content type='html'>hanggang ngayon "the fight is over" parin yung kanta sa utak ko.. habang yung iba naman nagsasaya na..  kawawa naman si becon..&lt;br /&gt; nakita ko na naman yung katangahang ginawa ko para kay H..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear harleku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;br /&gt;You lit my heart with a match&lt;br /&gt;Harle You made my heart fall&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to catch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset, I was in pain&lt;br /&gt;I was crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;My heart's breaking and it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just put it in a box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn it 'till it turn to ashes&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm thinking about the wasted chances&lt;br /&gt;You know I was exerting so much kindness&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever kill this loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those were just my words before&lt;br /&gt;It was when you decided to walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Then time passed more and more&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for you here in the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I woke up&lt;br /&gt;And I saw you came back&lt;br /&gt;My face was filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling that no one can destroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Let's not waste it, we don't want more fights&lt;br /&gt;When I say I love you, I really do&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes, You'll know it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats fast when I see you&lt;br /&gt;It's because after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I'm here and I still wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;My fears are gone when I'm with you harleku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember that I'm always here&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, wherever I'll stay near&lt;br /&gt;'coz you're my own kind of hero baby&lt;br /&gt;We both know, you're the one who saved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this might sound cheesy and corny&lt;br /&gt;But I'll stay forever and love you unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you for all of my life&lt;br /&gt;I know my job, I'm your full-time wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaklap!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8578226572046188130?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8578226572046188130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/llllll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8578226572046188130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8578226572046188130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/llllll.html' title='llllll'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-753770454960778340</id><published>2010-07-13T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>katangahan</title><content type='html'>bakit nga ba gumagawa ko ng mga bagay2 na ikakasakit ng damdamin ko? bakit nga ba? ok ganito.. inadd ko si harle sa fb.. tapos makikita ko na naguusap sila ni apol(yung dahilan kung bakit nagbreak kami)tapos ayun nga.. nakikita ko ang sweet nila sa fb.. gusto mong makita? osige eto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TDxB28X_ypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wiVG__wlOYk/s1600/ingget.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TDxB28X_ypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wiVG__wlOYk/s320/ingget.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493338057660680850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaklap talaga.. haaay.. nakakainggit naman.. sabi ko kay harle masaya ko para sa kanya.. tangina ganito na ba yung ibig sabihin ng salitang "masaya" ngayon? yung parang magkakasakit ka pag naiisip mo na magkasama sila.. yung kahit anung joke ng katabi mo hindi ka matawa tawa.. yung kahit pekeng ngiti at pekeng tawa.. mahirap gawin.. haaay.. nakakapagod naman talaga oo.. kelan? kelan ba gagalaw ang mundo ko? oo gumagalaw naman mundo ko kaso nga lang slow motion parin.. sabi nila yung buhay daw parang gulong.. bakit yung gulong ng buhay ko ayaw gumalaw? naflat ba? oo siguro malamang naflat nga yung gulong ko dahil sa kanya at wala paring dumadating para umandar ulit yung gulong ng buhay ko.. maraming dumadaan.. pero masyado silang nakafocus sa iba para mapansin na naiipit na pala ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko din alam kung bakit nung nag-paulan yata ng Kamalasan ang Diyos.. mukhang nasapo ko lahat.. siguro natutulog ako sa tuktok ng mt. apo nung nagpaulan siya non.. kaya napunta sakin lahat.. napapagod na ko!!! utang na loob! pwede bang pagpahingahin niyo naman ako! minsan parang nakakasama parin yung pagtulong sa iba kung yung mismong sarili mo hindi mo nga matulungan.. nakakalungkot lang.. gumagawa ko ng mga bagay-bagay na makakasama sakin.. hindi naman sa makakasama.. anu lang.. parang habang tinutulungan ko yung iba.. lalo akong lumulubog sa karimlan.. gets mo ba ko? kung hindi.. wala kong pakelam.. bahala ka sa buhay mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung isang araw napakarami kong nakasalubong na "mag-ama" hinahatid yung mga anak nila sa school.. yung iba naman "mag-ina" na hinahatid yung mga anak nila sa school.. parang naiinggit lang ako.. kasi ni minsan hindi ko naranasan yun.. hindi ko alam kung anung ligaya yung meron sila na kasama nila yung magulang nila.. mayron namang mga nagrereklamo dahil kasama nila yung mga magulang nila.. ako nangungulila.. nangangailangan ng pagmamahal ng mga magulang.. masyado kong madaming naiisip ngayon.. sa sobrang dami parang hindi na siya magkasha sa utak ko.. minsan parang gusto ko nalang matulog kasi baka sakaling sa pag-gising ko.. wala na yung mga naiisip ko.. sa totoo lang hindi ko rin naman alam kung anung problema ko ngayon eh.. parang sobra  lang tong araw na to.. parang nagsasawa lang ako sa buhay ko.. hindi ko masasabing namimiss ko si harle kasi ayokong masaktan ng dahil sa kanya na naman.. hindi ko naman masasabing nagmamahal ako ng iba.. kasi hindi ko alam.. siguro kathang isip lang.. nakakakita ko ng mga bagay na wala naman talaga.. yung ganon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sige.. kunyare hah.. kunyare nga nagmamahal ako ngayon.. nagmamahal ako.. pero hindi si harle.. sige.. sabihin na nating ibang tao.. sige kunyari nakamove on na ko.. kunyare hindi ko mahal si harle.. o sige.. ayan.. ano.. anu ngayon? may mapapala ba ko? may napapala ba ko? WALA.. isang malaking WALA..  ganun naman talaga sa kalagayan ko ngayon..wala.. ay hinde.. sa kalagayan ko PALAGI.. PALAGI akong walang napapala.. hindi naman sa humihingi ako ng kapalit.. kapag gumagawa ako ng mga mabubuting bagay.. ni minsan hindi ako nanghingi ng kapalit.. kaso nga lang.. parang napakasaklap lang ng tadhana sakin.. kasi ganito.. si kwan mahal ako.. hindi ko mahal si kwan.. tapos si ano mahal ko.. tapos may mahal naman siyang iba.. tapos yung mahal niya may mahal ding iba.. alam mo yun..? ganun kasi eh.. parang polypeptide... dugtong dugtong.. alam mo yun.. sabi nga ni Bob Ong.. "wag mong sisihin ang iba kung hindi ka nila mahal kasi may mga ibang taong nagmamahal sayo na hindi mo rin naman mahal" parang ewan lang.. nagkakataon lang naman lagi na LAGING MALAS ako pagdating jan.. pero hindi na natin masisisi.. pero hindi parin eh! unfair talaga! oo naniniwala ako sa karma.. pero bakit ako nakakarma? wala naman akong ginagawang masama.. napakabait ko nga.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanggang ngayon hindi ko parin alam kung bakit ganito? malas... malas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukas...... bukas...... bukas... wala na tong nararamdaman ko.. bukas..... okay na ko......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-753770454960778340?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/753770454960778340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/katangahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/753770454960778340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/753770454960778340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/07/katangahan.html' title='katangahan'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TDxB28X_ypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wiVG__wlOYk/s72-c/ingget.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1304601856027005860</id><published>2010-05-14T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>hanggang ngayon ba naman?</title><content type='html'>naiinis ako sa sarili ko minsan.. kasi.. bakit ganun.. hanggang ngayon ba naman.. ikaw parin nilalaman ng puso ko.. alam kong korni.. pero wala kong magagawa.. marinig ko lang pangalan mo.. naiisip ko na lahat ng pinagdaanan ko non.. lahat ng saya.. lungkot.. saka yung mga dahilan kung bakit ganto tayo ngayon.. wala kong ginawang kasalanan.. ikaw kasi eh.. pero syempre wala naman akong magagawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andito ko sa manila ngayon.. mendiola.. d2 kay ate ko.. hmm.. nagenrol na ko sa feu.. tapos magttry out ako sa friday,, magttraining muna kong 1 week.. sana naman makapasok ako sa varsity para makatikim naman ng masarap sarap na discount.. haay buhaay.. ang hirap ng buhay.. sinu na naman kayang lecheng presidente ng pilipinas ang mangungurakot.. well.. wala na siyang mahihita dahil lahat nanakaw na ni gloria.. wla ng perang natitira ang mga pilipino.. darating yung panahon na wala ng gustong maging presidente hehehe.. baka pag may anak na ko.. abot na sa milyon ang isang cp dahil sa sobrang kahirapan ng pilipinas.. haha.. wala lang.. naisip ko lang bigla.. ang tagal ko na nga din palang hindi nakapagpost dito.. wala pa kasi akong matinong pc,, yung magkakaron akong privacy habang nagttype ako.. hahaha.. notebook.. :] di bale.. pag college na ko at pag dito na ko nakatira sa manila.. malawak lawak na privacy to dahil dlawa lang kami dito sa apt. hehehe.. hmm.. mamimiss ko ang bataan.. mamimiss ko ang high school.. at mamimiss ko mga mahal ko sa buhay.. ngayon pa nga lang nakakmiss na eh.. totoo pala na kung ano yung pinakakinaiinisan mo sa isang tao.. ayun yung mamimiss mo sa kanya.. pero hindi sa lagay kay harle.. hahaha.. kasi siya.. loko yun eh.. lahat ng ginagawa nakakainis.. sinasaktan niya kasi ako.. kaya ayun.. pinili ko nalang na mawala nalang siya sa buhay ko.. hindi na naman bago tong kwentong to eh.. hindi ko lang talaga maiwasan na maging paulit ulit.. minsan nga nagsasawa na din bunganga ko saka daliri kong kattype ng mga walang kwentang kwento tungkol sa walang kwentang taong katulad niya.. kasalanan ko din naman.. bakit nga ba hinayaan kong magmahal ako ng taong ganon.. kasi... hindi napaplano at hindi napipigilan ang pagmamahal.. kapag andun na.. yun na yon.. kapag may minahal akong iba.. ibig sabihin.. hindi talaga siya yung taong nakalaan para sakin.. naniniwala ako sa destiny.. naniniwala din ako sa karma.. alam kong makakarma siya sa mga bagay na pinaggagawa niya sakin.. hindi ko nga lang alam kung papano at kailan.. pero darating yon.. at kung darating din naman yung oras na babalik siya sakin at napatawad ko siya.. siguro.. oras naming dalawa yun.. siguro kami nga tlaga para sa isa't isa.. mahaba pa naman ang oras ko.. isang masamang damong katulad ko.. ahahha.. matagal pa bago mamatay ang katulad ko.. kaya nga masaya eh.. gagawin kong masaya yung buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala.. nagmessage sakin si harle nung isang araw,, nmimis na daw niya ko.. sorry na daw.. bati na daw kami.. duhhh.. ayoko nga.. kahit gusto ko.. ahaha.. pinapakita ko sa kanya na ayaw ko para naman magsisi yung lalakeng yon noh.. kahit gano ko pa siya kamahal.. walang kapatawaran yung ginawa niya.. ayoko ng ganung lalake.. manloloko.. sinungaling.. i don't deserve to be treated like that.. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1304601856027005860?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-8609474439222018261</id><published>2010-04-26T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>ako ang taong walang choice pagdating sayo..</title><content type='html'>it's a good thing that no one reads this effin blog.. :D nashashare ko lahat ng nararamdaman ko.. may kekwentoko.. :) &lt;br /&gt;napakaraming nangyare na hindi ko gusto.. pero wala kong maggawa..&lt;br /&gt;last Saturday, nagselos ako sa friend ko..  kasi akala ko na yung ex ko.. nilalantong xa.. edi ayon.. kinausap ko si girlalu.. sabi ko kinakausap nia pala si H.. tapos ayun.. sabi ko kung pwede lang.. iwasan muna niya kasi masakit parin sakin na makita kong mapupunta siya sa iba.. edi ayon.. tapos tong si girlalu.. sabi ok daw.. sige.. loves naman kasi ako non.. tapos nagpapaalam na ko kay H.. sabi ko na hindi ko na kaya magpanggap na ok ako.. kelangan ko parin siyang iwasan dahil hindi ko parin siya makalimutan.. etong si H naman.. piniplease pa ako na magstay.. ganto ganyan.. mahal daw niya ko.. ako naman tong si tanga na naniwala na naman sa mga walang kwentang salita niya.. pero buti hindi ko pinapakita na ganun ko siya kamahal.. parang sinabi ko lang na pinatawad ko na siya.. ganun.. tapos  nung gabi.. naXsend si H.. sabi sa text.. " eto text ni rizza" edi ibig sabihin finoforward niya sa iba yung text ko.. tapos naisip ko na kay girlalu niya nga ifoforward yon.. tapos naisip ko na pinagmumuka niya kong tanga.. tapos sabi niya hindi naman daw.. ganto ganyan.. explain ng explain.. eh ang kulit.. hindi ko na nireplyan.. tapos biglang yung text ko sa kanya.. finorwrd sakin ng ibang #.. edi ayon.. sabi ko tangina naman binenta ko ng lintek.. edi nireplyan ko yung nagtext.. sabi ko. "sino ka ba? bakit pinapakelaman mo ko" tapos sabi niya "kawawa ka naman' tapos madaming sinabi na.. malandi daw ako.. na mahal daw siya ni H.. na malandi ako.. tapos naisip ko.. kaylangan ko ng lumaban kasi madami na siyang sinsabi sakin na nakakasakit tas hindi naman totoo.. nakakainis kaya yon! umagang umaga pa naman iniinis niya kong ganon.. edi sabi ko "kung gusto mo siya.. sayong sayo na.. magsama kayong dalawa.. wag niyo kong papakelaman dahil hindi ko kayo pnapakelaman.. unang una.. kung alam ko namang sinasabihan ka niya ng mahal ka nya.. eh di ko na siya kakausapin dahil hindi ako katulad mo na ok lang na may kasabay.. kasi ang pagkakaalam ko kacheapan yon at hindi ako ganon" tapos madami pang sinabi.. sa madaling salita.. ayun yung ex nia.. si APOL.. lintek na yon.. hindi pa ko tantanan ng walangya.. kung gusto nila yung isat isa.. edi go.. dba? hindi yung sinasama pa nila ko sa buhay nila.. mga lintek sila.. ahahaha.. hindi ko kailangan ng kahit anong pakikisalamuha mula sa mga panget nilang pagmumuka.. hmm.. sa sobrang galit ko.. gusto ko ng patayin si H.. tinext ko siya.. tapos sinabi ko yung mga nalalaman ko at pinapalayas ko na siya sa buhay ko.. ayun.. as usual.. sorry ng sorry.. na wala na daw siyang mukang ihaharap sakin.. eh lintek!! may mukha pala yung gagong yun.. sa bagay.. makapal nga mukha niya eh.. hindi ko alam kung anung gusto kong gawin.. kung papatayin ko na ba siya kagad o torture muna.. nakakainis lang.. lintek! hindi pa ba siya nakontento sa pananakit niya sakin? pinagmuka na naman niya kong tanga.. dalawang beses na sa isang episode! sobra na yun ah! kaya nga yon.. sinabi ko na lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa kanya.. dahil kahit kailan.. hindi ko na siya kakausapin pagkatapos non.. siguro kakausapin ko lang siya.. kung kailangan ko ng gumanti.. o kung makaisip na ko ng magandang plano para makaganti.. pero naniniwala naman ako sa karma.. mamalasin yung lintek na yun. maghintay hintay lang siya.. sampo ang balik sa kanya ng kagaguhang ginawa niya sakin.. tanga pala siya eh.. pnagstay niya ko para lang saktan ulit ako?? di niya ba alam na prinsesa ko.. ahahaha.. isa lang siyang walang silbing nilalang.. hmm.. sana makarma siya kagad.. dahil pag hindi yun nangyare.. baka magalit talaga ako at gumawa ko ng magic na matinding karma para sa kanya.. hawak ko ang kalooban ng langit.. dahil daig ko pa si mishil.. lintek talaga! pero wala kong magagawa.. sa kahit anung paraan at pagpili.. ako parin ang masasaktan.. kasi ako lang ang nagmahal.. pero okay lng.. atleast ngayon.. hindi magiba na ko.. matatag na eh.. immune kumbaga.. hahahaha.. kaya.. ayus din pala.. :) pero syempre.. wala parin akong magawang matino sa buhay ko ngayon.. pero hintay hintay lang sila.. magsisisi din siya.. at pag nagsisi siya.. yung tipong gsto na niyang magpakamatay.. at pag nangyari yon.. i'll be glad to help him dig a hole para sa kanyang himlayan.. :D ahahaha.. isang malaking pagkakamaling mahalin siya.. at higit na isang pagkakamaling saktan ako.. :) kawawa siya.. mas kawawa siya dahil hindi na siya makakakilala ng katulad ko.. kung meron pa mang mga babaeng magmamahal sa kanya.. di na aabot yun.. mamamatay kagad siya.. aahahahaha :) magsama sama kayong mga langaw sa impyerno.. mga lintek kayo.. hinahanda ko na kwarto niyo dun.. hinay hinay lang.. relax.. malapit na :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-8609474439222018261?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/8609474439222018261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/04/ako-ang-taong-walang-choice-pagdating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/8609474439222018261'/><link 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type='html'>what would you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend have this sex video on his/her cellphone? maybe you'll laugh because you'll think that it's funny.. but then.. you opened the video and found out that the person on the video was your bf/gf having sex with someone else.. that will hurt a lot.. discovering that you're being cheated even if your giving your full time and attention to this guy/girl.. see.. it hurts a lot.. and it will hurt a lot more.. when he/she denies it.. even if it's fucking true.. see.. that's what happened to me.. i saw a sex video of my boyfriend with his ex girlfriend named APOL.. i don't know what to do.. i don't know what to say.. i was dumb.. i was so stupid.. i didn't do anything wrong.. and that's the fruit of my labor.. just being cheated.. you know what he did? he said that he don't like my attitude.. for the fact that i was mad because of the video.. for F's sake! it's normal for me to be mad.. but then.. he shows that it's like..it's my fault.. he's so impossible! then i went home.. i can't eat.. i can't talk.. i only listen to my ipod.. it's like i don't care.. feels like i'm in a different dimension.. it hurts.. a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm alone.. my bestfriend's mad at me.. and all i have is those guys that are saying that they love me.. and they'll never hurt me.. and so on... i hate all of them.. they don't even respect me.. you know why? they know that i'm in a critical emotional condition but still.. they're craving to say what they think.. what they feel.. i don't fucking care! i hate all of them.. now.. that this happened.. i WILL NEVER EVER TRUST A MAN AGAIN..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-4377676423088000674?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/4377676423088000674/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2887238762159201147</id><published>2010-03-11T03:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:58:27): bt k tinawanan?&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:58:30): aning tlga un&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:58:33): ewan q sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:58:37): bago xa dumating don&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:58:44): kinausap aq ng mama nia&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:58:52): pnu b nangyari?&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:59:01): d mu xa inabutan?&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:59:24): dont call&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:59:27): dami tao d2&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:59:31): aw.. sorry&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:59:45): ok klng b?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:59:47): ayun.. kasi nagpunta q dun..&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 11:59:49): tas wala xa don..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 11:59:55): pnu nnagyari?&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:00:00): tpos?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:09): tapos.. edi naghintay muna q.. una naliligo mama nia.. kaya papa muna nia kasama q&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:00:17): tpos?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:21): tapos.. edi ayun.. lumabas aq saglit ng bahay.. hinihintay q xa sa may labas&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:26): tapos natapos na maligo mama..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:00:34): o&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:38): tas edi ayun.. tinawagan ng mama nia si harle..&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:43): tapos ayaw sagutin&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:49): tas tinetxt na xa.. &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:54): tinetxt q na rin&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:56): hindi nagrereply&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:00:59): edi matagal&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:05): mga 15 mins. siguro&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:12): tapos ayun.. nagpaalam na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:15): sabi q uuwi na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:17): tapos ayun&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:20): nnung palabas na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:28): tinawag aq ng mama nia&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:31): sabi d2 ka muna&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:33): tas edi ayun&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:36): tinanong aq&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:47): anung nangyayare daw.. tas kelan daw kami huli nagkita&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:49): ganunganyan&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:01:52): continue&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:53): tas nangangamusta&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:01:56): edi kinwento q naman&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:05): tapos ayun.. sabi q last kami ngakita nung 14&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:12): tapos sabi katagal na ah&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:17): tas ayun.. mdami sinabi&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:22): pinagsasabihan na daw nia harle&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:25): tas hindi daw nakikinig&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:28): ayaw pinagsasabihan&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:02:30): tagl n nga no.. &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:34): tas may prob. pa daw sa skul&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:39): pinuntahan na nga daw nia dun&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:02:41): oo nga...&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:43): may sabit daw...&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:02:58): tapos ayun.. edi sabi pinagpapasenshahan na nga lng daw nia&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:31): tapos yung samin naman.. sinabi ni mama nia sa kanya.. na ako na daw ung gusto nila mama and papa nia.. dapat daw ako na tlga.. dapat last na aq&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:35): tapos ayun.. &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:42): tas kwentuhan kmi ng mama nia&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:47): tas nagpaalam na ulit aq&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:50): sabi q aalis na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:03:58): tas ayun.. edi umalis na q&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:03): oh&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:03): tas nung nasa may tulay na q\&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:06): tpos&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:06): nagtext sakin&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:11): sabi nia nagbasketbol ako&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:11): cia?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:12): nasan ka&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:16): balk ka sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:18): pauwi na q&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:21): o tpos&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:25): tpos&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:26): tapos sabi q pntahan mo q.. katagal mo&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:36): tapos sabi nia... labo.. uwi ka nga dun eh&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:04:38): san kau ngusap?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:40): tapos sabi q.. ewan q sau&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:44): sabi nia bahala ka nga&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:50): ts edi yun.. bumalik aq sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:52): tapos andun na xa&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:04:56): tapos tinawag nia q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:00): tas si mama nia&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:02): tinawag din aq&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:05): magusap daw kami&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:05:10): then&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:12): edi ayun. nilapitan q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:16): tapos sabi q.. o anu&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:22): tas sabi nia ano&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:26): tas sabi q may sipon ka neh&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:05:29): haha&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:29): tas sabi nia oo&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:35): sabi q uminom kang gamot&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:41): tas sabi nia may ubo din ako&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:48): tas sabi q.. ayaw mo nga pala uminom gamot&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:05:56): magclamansi juice ka nalang&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:00): tas ayun.. sabi q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:04): maysasabihin ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:09): tas sabi nia.. sori&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:13): tas tumatawa xa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:06:14): &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:15): sabi q..&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:21): bat tumatawa ka.. ganyan ka magsori&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:30): tas sabi q .. qng wala kang sasabihin uuwi naq&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:06:32): kinikilig lng un&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:37): hinatid q lng naman gamit mo&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:06:39): kya cia ntatawa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:06:55): mmya mgkukwento un..ssbihin ko sau&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:06:59): tas sabi nia bat mo hinatid gamit &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:03): tas sabi q sau yan eh&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:10): tapos sabi nia..e bkit&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:14): binigay q nga sau yan eh&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:17): tas sabi q.. sau yan&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:25): tas ayun. sbi q may sasabihin kba&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:07:27): turuan p kau ah&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:31): tas sabi nia e sori nga e&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:07:33): o tpos&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:36): tapos sabi q uuwi na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:42): tas edi lumabas na q ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:46): tas sabi nia.. teka lang&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:50): tas sabi q bakit ba&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:07:51): &lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:07:55): oh oh &lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:07:56): tas sabi nia.. d2 ka muina&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:00): hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:03): ayyiiiee&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:04): sabi q bat pa.. wala ka naman sinasabi e&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:07): oh tpos&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:14): tapos sabi q.. aalis na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:17): pag sinabi qng uuwi na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:20): uuwi na tlaga q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:26): tas aun.. tinalikuran aq&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:28): hshshs&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:34): tas edi ayun tinawag q xa&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:40): sabi ko HARLe may sasabihn pa q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:45): e di na lumingon&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:46): ikaw nmn 2mwag&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:47): tas ayun..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:48): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:49): umalis na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:08:52): iniwan q na tlg&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:08:56): hindi n lumingon?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:00): hinde&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:09:03): bt b kc d kpa nagstay knina&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:09): tas di naglakad2 ako.. tapos nagpunta na q sa plaza&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:09:12): ????&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:12): tas nagtxt&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:14): sabi HOY&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:20): tas hindi q nirerepyan&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:09:20): oh&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:29): tas pagdating q sa may talimundok nagtext na q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:31): sabi q bakit ba&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:39): binigyan kita ng chance magsalita wala kang sinabi&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:43): tas tinatawanan mo pa q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:09:58): tapos ayun.. nagtext na.. sabi nia.. kinakabahn daw xa.. tas nagulat daw kasi xa bat andun ako&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:00): basta ganun&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:05): tas hindi q nirereplyan&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:10): totoo nmn un no&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:14): tas nung duating aq d2 sa bahay nagtext xa..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:15): ngult un&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:17): sabi nia mahal nia q&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:22): kaw nmn..sna ngstay kp pra nkpagusap p kau&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:31): shet!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:31): sabi q di na kita itetxt.. bahala kang gumawa ng paraan qng mahal mo tlaga q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:33): tas edi ayun&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:39): un nmn pla e..kaw kc e!!!&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:41): nko2!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:43): panu kita kakausapin qng di ka magtetxt.. sbai nia&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:46): uumpog kita dyn&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:53): tas sabi q.. ikaw d kita tinetxt.. pero nagkausap tau&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:10:59): tas sabi nia d q alam qng san ka makikita&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:10:59): un na un e!!!!&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:11:11): tas magtetxt sana q sasabihin q problema mo na yun&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:11:15): pero d q na xa nireplyan&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:11:28): tapos aun kani knaina bago kita ichat nagtext aq sa kanya.. sbai q magol xa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:11:33): may chnace n mgkaaus n kau ai..kso di mo nmn grab un&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:11:44): tas sbai nia wala kami net.. magool ako mamaya magnenet aq&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:01): mmya maguusap kau?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:09): e1 q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:12): pag nagol&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:15): ngaun&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:19): maguusap kami mamaya&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:21): pag nagol xa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:23): mgOL un&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:28): tpos kakausapin q lng xa..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:31): w8 mo b cia?&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:34): xempre&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:35): oo cge&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:43): tapos titignan q qng may sasabihin&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:43): syang n knina e&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:45): ag wala parin&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:46): arte arte&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:46): bahala na xa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:49): hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:51): d na tlga xa kakausapin&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:54): meron n yan&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:56): aq na nga gumawa ng way&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:12:58): ganun pa xa&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:12:58): shock lng knina un&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:09): un n nga un..umalis kp kc e!!!&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:11): nko2&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:12): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:19): e panu may lakad pa q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:22): pupunta pa q subic&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:24): pagPRay ko n maaus n kau&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:28): pagdating q d2 sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:30): wala na sila&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:32): buset&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:34): o kita mo..my lakad k pla kaya k ngmmdali e&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:35): si harle kasi eh&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:36): hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:49): kung ngstay kp..mlmng hapi n&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:50): hahahah&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:13:54): di rin&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:55): sinisi p&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:13:57): haha&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:00): gulo nio nmn kasi ai&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:04): ok k nmn ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:19): eat muna ko&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:22): dyn klng&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:14:23): masakit ulo q&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:14:27): naginum ako kanina&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:27): w8 mo OL c harle&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:29): )&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:14:32): bago q puntahan si harle e&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:33): ^_^&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:14:35): pampalakas loob&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:36): pampam&lt;br /&gt;rizza (11.03.2010 12:14:46): ge eatwel&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:48): nakainom kp nung pumunta dunhehehe&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:54): kaw tlga &lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:57): hehe&lt;br /&gt;jeremy valdecañas (11.03.2010 12:14:59): cge brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2887238762159201147?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/2887238762159201147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/03/jeremy-valdecanas-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2887238762159201147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/2887238762159201147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/03/jeremy-valdecanas-11.html' title=''/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-5718155185939748566</id><published>2010-03-11T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>hay buhay</title><content type='html'>i'm a liar.. yes i am!&lt;br /&gt;tangina pano ba toh.. sigi.. napakalaki kong sinungaling.. unang una.. sinasabi q na hindi ko na mahal si harle.. pero mahal na mahal ko parin xa.. sarili ko niloloko ko.. sinasabi ko nakapagmove on na q.. pero tangina how can i move on when i know that i'm still inlove with him.. kahit anong alak.. kahit gano pa kadami yung inumin ko.. hindi parin mabubura yun sa puso ko.. panu q ba aausin sarili ko.. ok ganto nangyare kanina.. hindi ako pumasok ng hapon.. nakipaginuman ako sa mga tropa q.. para makapaghanap ng lakas ng loob.. tas nung ubos na yung alak.. nagpunta q ng orani.. tapos pumunta q kila harle.. wala xa don kaya kinausap nman aq ng mama nia.. tas ayun nagpaaalam na sana qng umuwi kaso nung palabas na q ng bahay nila.. tinawag aq ng mama nia.. kakausapin daw aq.. tas un.. nakapagopen ako sa mama nia.. ininterview ako.. tas ayun natouch namn aq kasi ako tlga yung gusto g family nia.. pero anung magagawa q qng hindi naman nia q mahal.. hay.. ewan q nga ba.. tapos ayun.. tniatawagan na xa ng mama nia sa phone. tapos tinext na xa ng papa nia.. tas ayun.. hindi sinasagot.. kaya naman umalis na q.. tapos nung nasa may tulay na q.. umalis na q.. nagtext si harle.. sabi bumalik daw aq dun.. edi ako naman tong si tanga.. bumalik..naiisip q... pumunta lang naman aq dun para ibalik yung mga gamit nia.. bakit babalik pa q.. hindi naman kelangan ng usap,, tas ayun.. naiisip q kasi na madami xang sasabihin.. edi binigyan q ng chance.. tas ayun.. nagusap kami.. seryoso ko.. tas xa tniatawanan lng aq.. kaya ayun.. basta.. sabi q may sasabihin ba xa.. tas nagsosorry habang tumatawa.. sbai q ganyan ka ba magsorry.. tas ayun.. sbi q.. qng wala ka ng sasabihin aalis na q.. tas ayun.. umalis na q.. tas sabi nia wag muna... tas sabi q.. ayoko.. pag sinabi qng aalis aq.. aalis na q. tapos ayun.. tinalikuran aq.. e may nakalimutan aqng sabihin.. tas tnnawag  xa.. tas d aq nilingunan.. tas ayun.. umalis na q.. tas ayun.. tapos na.. wala.. d na xa magbabago.. iniiwan q na lahat.. ayoko na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-5718155185939748566?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/5718155185939748566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/03/hay-buhay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5718155185939748566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/5718155185939748566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/03/hay-buhay.html' title='hay buhay'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-7372461045108234995</id><published>2010-02-22T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>pagsabi mo!</title><content type='html'>kung tutuusin, masasabi kong napakagago ko this week.. may mga bagay akong ginagawa na hindi ko naman talaga dapat gawin, may mga bagay na hindi ko naman talaga ginagawa dati, para kong sumisira ng isang building na matagal ko ng binubuo pero ngayon unti unti kong binabagbag ang pundasyon nito sa walang kawawaang dahilan. sa bagay hindi naman talaga dapat magtagal ang building kung hindi mo ito nagagamit sa mga bagay na dapat namang talagang use nito.. kaso nga lang binubuo ko to eh.. pangarap ko toh noon eh.. pero bakit ngayon mistulang sineself destruct niya na sarili niya at binabagsakan ko pa ito ng matitinding bomba upang masira na talaga.. ngayon hindi ko na alam yung gagawin ko.. sana naman wag ng iself destruct ng building ulit yung sarili niya dahil pag nagkaton baka hindi ko na mabuo ulit.. dba kapag naglalaro ka ng LEGO, (yung building blocks) edi ayun.. may binuo ka na, mataas na.. malaki na.. maganda na.. tapos biglang tutumba.. dba xempre magagalit ka.. kasi pinaghirapan mo yun eh.. tapos tatamadin ka ng gumawa ulit at iiyak ka nalang palapit sa nanay mo habang sinusumbong mo yung sumira ng lego mo.. pero ako.. iba ko.. yung lego ko.. madaming beses na xang natumba at nawasak..sa iba't ibang paraan.. winasak siya ng babae.. winasak siya ng tropa.. winasak siya ng kasinungalingan.. winasak siya ng katangahan... madami.. pero sa bawat bagsak na hindi naman ako ang may kasalanan.. andito parin ako para saluhin ang mga legong unti unting nalalaglag.. sawang sawa na ko sa ganong paraan.. ni hindi ko man lang naranasan na ako yung sinapo... hindi ko man lang naranasan na ako yung malaglag.. nasan na nga ba yung sasapo sakin? pano kung meron na? pano kung magpasapo nalang ako? magpapasapo nga ba ko? o mananatili parin ako sa pagiging darna na sasalo nalang at magliligtas? jozme naman oh! tapos na yung darna sa chanel 7 tapos ako nandito parin.. nililigtas ang mundo! tama.. ang taong ginawa kong mundo ko.. alam mo yun.. madrama eh... wag nalang ikwento.. ikaw nalang yung bahalang umitindi sa mga katagang sinambit ko kanina.. hindi ko na kailangang direcha sa takilya gayundin naman na alam kong matalino ka blog ko.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... "alam mo..kung mahal mo.. wag mong isipin kung anung gagawin mo pag nawala siya sayo.. isipin mo kung anong gagawin mo para manatili siyang sayo.. bigyan mo siya ng isang libong dahilan araw araw.. para mahalin ka niya.." ayan yung pinost q sa fb account ko.. tama.. madaming nagcomment.. naglevel up na daw ako..dami ko na daw alam.. kesho inlab daw ako.. for f's sake people.. hindi para sa inyo yan.. wag kayong magcomment.. para sa kanya yan.. para sa lalake yan.. wag niyong sabihing naglevel up ako.. wag niyo kong tawanan.. dahil yan ang totoo.. ginawa ko na yan non.. kelan pa ba may gagawa niyan para sakin? hindi ko alam.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang babae, nirerespeto, inaalagaan! Hindi yan PSP na bubunutin mo lang sa bulsa pag gusto mo ng paglaruan. Hindi yan IPOD na papakinggan mo lang kapag wala kang libangan. At hindi yan RED HORSE na pwede mong laklakin hanggang madaling-araw. Ang babae, marami mang arte sa katawan, hindi yan gadget para kolektahin at paglaruan. " ayan naman yung sinabi ni bob ong.. na super idol kong filipino writer.. hmm.. bakit ba ko nag-iisip ng ganyan? bakit ko ba iniisip yung sarili ko ngayon? bakit? alam mo kung bakit? kasi may nagpaparamdam sakin na special ako.. anu ba ko? pizza? special? na may ham and cheese pa sa ulo? o kaya naman limited edition na sapatos? special? kailangan mapasayo? aalagaan mo ba? hindi mo ba hahayaang maputikan? haaay ewan.. kailangan kong hanapin ang sagot.. madaming tanong na nakatining sa ulo ko ngayon.. kailangan kong humingi ng tulong sa kalikasan.. kailangan.. kailangan makita ko yung sarili ko.. kundiman.. yung sagot nalang.. ano bang dapat kong gawin? anu ba talaga ko? nasan ka na? ikaw na ba yan? ang korni mo rizza.!!!! babagsakan ka na ng malaking colt 45.. maligo ka na!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-7372461045108234995?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/7372461045108234995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/pagsabi-mo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7372461045108234995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/7372461045108234995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/pagsabi-mo.html' title='pagsabi mo!'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-2910274703274429202</id><published>2010-02-08T02:10:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>luha</title><content type='html'>Ni hindi ko maisip ngayon kung anong gagawin ko para mabuhay ulit.. sabi nila kailangan ko ng acceptance.. pano ko maaacomplish ang isang bagay na ayaw ko naman talagang gawin.. paano ko makakalimutan ang nakaraan na bumuo sa buhay ko.. lumuha ako ng lubusan..at xempre.. lumuluha parin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-2910274703274429202?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1450474285799649891</id><published>2010-02-08T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>same boring condition</title><content type='html'>sinimulan ko ang araw na naman sa pag-alala sa kanya.. nasanay ako na pag-gising ko. itetxt ko siya ng good morning.. sasabihin ko kung gano ko siya kamahal, at sasabihin kong namimiss ko na siya ng todo todo.. pero nung paghawak ko ng cp ko at pagpatay ng alarm.. naalala ko na wala na nga pala kong itetxt.. binura ko na nga pala yung # niya.. para sa pag-aakalang makakatulong yon para makalimutan ko siya.. qng hindi ba naman ako isa't kalahating tanga.. binbura bura ko pa mo raw yung # niya pero alam ko naman sa sarili ko na kabisado ko yung # niya at kahit na paulit ulit kong idelete sa cp ko yun.. eh hindi naman nadidelete sa utak ko.. so ayun nga.. naalala ko na naman na wala na nga pala kong boyfriend.. at natural.. sinimulan ko ang araw na may nadarama akong sakit.. at alam kong buong araw ko na namang dadalin yon.. hanggang ngayon na nakauwi na ko d2 sa bahay.. naiisip ko na naman siya.. bakit kaya napakahirap sakin na kalimutan siya? siguro nalang kasi sinanay ko yung sarili ko na gumagawa ng mga bagay-bagay para sa kanya.. halos lahat nalang ng ginagawa ko eh para sa kanya.. dahil sa kanya... hindi ko tuloy alam kung papano ko ba ibabalik sa normal yung buhay ko.. ngayon napakaabnormal ng buhay ko kasi wala na siya.. para kong tanga na view ng view ng facebook account niya kahit na alam kong wala na siya sa friends list ko.. nagsisisi ako na dinelete ko siya.. pero syempre kaylangan ko namang gawin yon kasi alam ko para sakin din yon.. naiisip ko na kapag dinelete ko siya sa facebook saka sa friendster eh makakalimutan ko na siya.. walangya namang buhay toh.. papano ko na naman siya makakalimutan.. nagoopen lang naman ako ng facebook ko para tignan kung may pinost ba siya sa wall ko o wala.. ngayon.. hindi nalang siguro ako madalas magoopen ng lintik na facebook.. at dahil ang silbi lang ng cellphone ko ay para matext siya.. hindi nalang din ako magloload.. wala naman akong itetxt eh.. hindi nalang ako magcecelphone.. malamang ang silbi nalang non ay pang-gising sakin sa umaga.. mga dalawang oras na tulog eh swakto na sakin.. eh langya! papano ba naman ako matutulog kung buong gabi at buong madaling araw.. iniisip ko lang kung ano bang dapat kong gawin kung papano ko siya makakalimutan.. kung maghahanap ba ko ng kapalit niya o hindi.. kung anu nga bang dahilan ng pagiging cold niya sakin.. kung anu nga bang ginagawa niya sa mga oras na toh.. kung kumain na ba siya.. at kung ano nga ba talaga ang dahilan kung bakit ganon siya.. minahal ba niya ko talaga o hindi.. ayan yung mga kadalasang tanong sa utak ko na alam ko namang hindi ko maiisip kung anong sagot sa buong gabi lang.. mga tanong na alam ko namang hindi ko masasagot pero iniisip ko rin.. buong araw.. wala kong ginawa kundi isipin siya.. pumasok nga ko ng school pero wala naman akong natutunan.. sulat nga ko ng sulat.. pero wala naman akong alam isulat kundi pangalan niya lang.. nakatingin nga ko sa blackboard.. pero nakikita ko ung mukha niya nung sinabi niyang mahal niya ko.. hindi ko alam kung bakit ba nagkakaganto ako.. sa totoo lang ayoko ng maging ganto.. ayoko ng mahirapan.. kapag yung  bestfriend ko nagsasabi sakin ng mga bagay tungkol sa dapat kong gawin.. nagvovolunteer ng lumabas yung luha ko.. hindi ko alam kung bakit.. sobrang sakit ng nararamdaman ko.. nakipagbreak ako.. ako din yung nasaktan.. kapag naman manatili na maging kami.. ako parin yung masasaktan.. bakit ganon.. bakit? bakit lahat nalang ng hinanakit dapat sakin mapunta? what have i done to deserve this? lahat ginawa ko para sa kanya kasi mahal ko siya.. yung mga efforts ko.. walang katapat yun.. parang ako na nga yung lalake sa mga pinag-gagawa ko para sa kanya.. pero bali wala.. walang kwenta lahat ng ginawa ko para sa kanya.. lahat hindi man lang sumasagi sa isip niya.. ngayon.. ako tong nahihirapan.. iniisip ko kung may iba ba siyang girlfriend, kung nagsawa lang ba siya sakin, kung may nagawa ba kong mali, kung may pagkukulang pa ba ko, kung may nakita ba siyang masama sakin o kung trip lang niya ko.. grabe naman.. sa lahat naman ng paglalaruan.. damdamin ko pa.. bakit ganun siya? naglaro ba siya ng barbie nung bata siya? kaya niya pinaglalaruan ang isang babaeng katulad ko.. hindi naman siguro siya bakla dahil unang una.. hindi niya ko liligawan kung bading siya.. likas lang siguro siyang walang pakelam sa mga taong nagmamahal sa kanya.. bakit ganon.. ang unfair naman.. yung ex niyang si laressa.. pinupuntahan pa niya sa bahay kahit na madaling araw.. samantalang ako.. lahat ng oras nasa kanya pero ni gumising ng maaga para makausap ako.. hindi niya ginawa.. pinakamaagang gising niya 9am.. at hindi yun dahil sakin.. dahil yun may pasok siya sa school.. grabe naman.. nakakainis talaga ko.. bakit ba sa dinami dami ng lalake siya pa? sana mawala na tong nararamdaman ko.. sa ngayon hindi pa ko nakakaisip ng paraan.. at kelangan ko na nga pala ng laptop dahil nagsasawa na kong kakasulat ng mga thoughts ko.. gusto ko type nalang ako ng type kasi masyado kong mahihirapan kung isusulat ko pa kung anong tumatakbo sa isip ko dahil panigurado.. mananakit na nga yung kamay ko.. sasakit pa ulo ko at panigurado hindi magpapahuli yung mga mata ko.. kaninang umaga naalala ko.. para kong tanga.. habang naliligo ako.. nagpaplay yung "halik" ng aegis.. dati.. tinatawanan ko lang yung kantang yun.. sapagkat luma na at nababaduyan ako.. tagalog tas biglang magiingles.. pero dahil nakarelate ako sa lyrics.. habang naliligo ako.. pinapakinggan ko at halos mapatid na yung litid ko sa lalamunan kakakanta ng lintik na kanta na yan na hindi naman talaga bagay sa boses ko.. pagkataas taas naman kasi.. hay nako.. ewan ko.. yung buhay ko.. slow motion na naman.. black ang white na naman.. at sobrang boring.. hindi na ko nakakapagpasaya ng ibang tao.. pano ko nga ba sila mapapasaya kung mismo ako.. hindi ko kayang pasayahin yung sarili ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1450474285799649891?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1450474285799649891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/same-boring-condition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1450474285799649891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1450474285799649891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/same-boring-condition.html' title='same boring condition'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3611066271657114735</id><published>2010-02-06T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>ang mga salitang hindi kailanman babanggitin sau.</title><content type='html'>hoy gago ka! bakit ba ganyan ka? bakit gusto mo kong sinasaktan? ang tindi mo naman.. hindi ka man lang naawa sakin.. ok sigi.. hindi ko na hinihiling na maawa ka o anu pa man.. gusto ko lang sabihin sa'yo na gago ka.. tangina kung may iba ka ng gusto, sabihin mo sakin.. mas ok pa yun.. mas less pa yung sakit non kesa yung gantong pinaghihintay mo ko sa wala.. tangina ang tagal kong nagsuffer.. bakit ganto.. tindi mo.. ang kapal kapal ng mukha mo gago! putangina! dati.. nung una.. ganyan na rin ginawa mo.. edi nagbreak tau non.. tas sa tinagal tagal ng panahon.. hindi ako nagbf kasi inaasahan ko parin na babalik ka sakin.. sa kabila ng lahat ng ginawa mong pananakit sakin.. ayun parin ako mukhang tanga na hinihintay ka.. ayun nga bumalik ka.. tapos sabi mo hindi mo na uulitin yung dati.. eh bakit putanginang ganto? ipaliwanag mo nga yang derechang panloloko mo.. grabe ka naman... hindi mo alam kung gano kita kamahal.. putangina pwede nga kong pumatay kung gusto mo eh.. pero puta bakit ginago mo ko? wala naman akong ginawang mali ah.. ah sa bagay.. isang malaking pagkakamali nga naman ang magmahal ng isang katulad mong walang kwentang tao.. tangina.. ang dami kong gustong sabihin sayo.. pero alam mo.. sa desisyon kong toh.. sa pamamamaalam kong toh.. asahan mong hindi na ko babalik.. at kung gusto mo ulit akong makasama.. aba putangina! mag-isa ka! akala mo naman kung sino kang gwapo.. hahaha.. wala kang kwenta! tandaan mo yan! hayop ka! mamatay ka na sana gago ka! sana lamunin ka ng lupa at mapunta ka sa impyerno.. yukaran sana ni satanas yang putangina mong pagmumuka na pagkakapal kapal.. tangina pag yumaman ako.. bibili ako ng pison at sasagasaan kita! hayop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yan! gusto kong sabihin lahat kay harle yan.. pero xempre hindi ko sasabihin.. haha.. mula ngayon.. hindi ko na xa kakausapin.. bahala na xa sa buhay nia.. :D&lt;br /&gt;buti nalang and2 ang blog para damayan ako&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3611066271657114735?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3611066271657114735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/ang-mga-salitang-hindi-kailanman.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3611066271657114735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3611066271657114735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/ang-mga-salitang-hindi-kailanman.html' title='ang mga salitang hindi kailanman babanggitin sau.'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-1740478996494082878</id><published>2010-02-06T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:30:27.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pag-ibig'/><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>ewan ko ba.. kung bakit nga ba pagdating sa pag-ibig eh nuknukan ako ng malas!&lt;br /&gt;pano ba naman.. tinamaan ng magaling! bakit ba mahal na mahal ko siya?&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko rin alam.. masakit pang ginawa nia.. yung binibitin nia pa ko..&lt;br /&gt;sana kung ayaw niya na sakin sabihin niya na lang.. hindi yung hindi niya ko kinakausap&lt;br /&gt;kasi hindi ko alam kung anu ba talaga ko sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;kung mahal niya ba ko o hindi.. para kong naghihintay sa wala.. kagabi ang daming luha na yung nailabas ng mata ko.. sa tuwing naiisip ko siya.. parang may kumukurot sa puso ko.. ang hirap ng ganto.. bakit naman kasi sa dinamidami pa ng lalake siya pa minahal ko.. nakakainis talaga! bakit ba ganon siya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-1740478996494082878?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/1740478996494082878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1740478996494082878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/1740478996494082878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2010/02/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889096832846120098.post-3613230108000560313</id><published>2009-10-26T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:53:24.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night..</title><content type='html'>i can see webs in my website.. çoz no one's visiting this crap.. hahaha.. well.. it's been a long time since i spent too much time concentrating on pouring my emotions and go story telling in this blog.. september 30.. that was my birthday.. nothing much happened.. just foods, foods, foods then... beer, beer.. beer.. lots of beer.. i enjoyed that night.. uhhm.. actually, my birthday became a 3 day celebration.. çoz i can't divide my time in 1 day for all of my loved ones.. it's really short.. i never thought of having that kind of celebration this year.. i never even got excited for that day either.. it's just.. well.. uhhm.. i don't know.. hahah.. last october 22.. my parents came back here at the Philippines with my bro.. Koushi.. he's big now.. and super kulit.. :D i love Koushi.. he's cute.. mana sa ate.. haha i waited for them to arrive here at our house nalang.. coz i was so busy that day.. it was my periodical exam. i helped sir jojo in teaching taekwondo at dinalupihan, bataan.. i was so tired that day.. but then.. when i saw them.. i felt like i ate a bunch of energy candies! hahaha.. XD i missed them so much.. specially koushi.. but it sucks coz aska, mai, and u aren't with them.. my sisters still have their classes at japan.. and my dad told my mom that they're so addicted in computer games, wii, dsi,..etc.. obviously.. my dad got so mad. that he didn't allowed them to come.. he also said.. that aska and mai should study even harder.. :D hahaha luckily i'm one of the top achievers in our class. nothing to worry about.. hahaha.. oh... last october 25.. i took up the USTET... it was so head crackin'.. i felt like my brain is gonna explode anytime.. :)) hahaha specially the math subject.. the funny thing is.. they gave scratch papers. i didn't know that it would be passed back to them.. i just realized that it would be given back when i only got 10 mins. left.. the fact is... my seatmates' papers are so full of numbers, solvings... and so on.. but mine's full of drawings, letterings, and stupid sentences.. i even drew pres. GMA haha.. then the proctor said.. "10 mins. left".. hahaha you know what i did??? i copied all of the numbers and equations that i could possibly write.. so that my scratch paper wouldn't be so embarrassing to pass back in front.. i really freakin' hate math dude..  just kill me if i have to spend 1 day solving prowbleymez, and fractions and.. blah blah blah.. i simply hate math.. got a problem with that? haha.. and now i'm sleepy... buh bye... :D and good night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3889096832846120098-3613230108000560313?l=beconing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/feeds/3613230108000560313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2009/10/night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3613230108000560313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3889096832846120098/posts/default/3613230108000560313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beconing.blogspot.com/2009/10/night.html' title='night..'/><author><name>sorbetes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06969906962291979787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzrsHgQqLdg/TLkI9z1stoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ja7WK_ueTgE/S220/54faa9cf3f4bc45cd9de1a76503bdca7-d30tkq8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
