<?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-23587163</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:36:27.387+08:00</updated><category term='free cellphone ipod nintendo wii xbox'/><category term='that time of year'/><category term='`'/><title type='text'>can you handle the Drama?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8225088017400690881</id><published>2008-04-29T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:58:59.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37 weeks sa thursday! 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For a while, they're letting you &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simpleology.com/training/blogging/index.php"&gt;snag it for free&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; if you post about it on your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It covers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best blogging techniques.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to get traffic to your blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to turn your blog into money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll let you know what I think once I've had a chance to check it out. Meanwhile, go grab yours while it's still free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4965241787057310677?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4965241787057310677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4965241787057310677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4965241787057310677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4965241787057310677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-evaluating-multi-media-course-on.html' 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term='`'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;`been having serious mood swings lately&lt;br /&gt;`been hanging out at king's&lt;br /&gt;`currently craving pizza lasagna and other stuff smoldered with cheese&lt;br /&gt;`badly wants to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;32 weeks by thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-327404453952714726?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/327404453952714726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mostly scattered throughout my friends.. its funny how you can only trust some things to some people and some people to some things.. weirdo alert once more. anyway i have not so secret secrets that some people know about and i dont understand why i still have to fuckin vent.. :)) moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. THESE ARE FOR THE PEOPLE I MOSTLY KNOW.. AND FOR THE PEOPLE WHO KNOW KNOWS. know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;`i dont really intend to make you understand this entry its just that i need a place to release all these weird feelings..&lt;br /&gt;`I AM REALLY HAPPY. really you guys have to stop worrying about me and for reals? stop judging.. i know for a fact that its basic instinct to judge people and try to understand how they feel by applying it to your own personal experiences but really its different when youre there.. its hard for you guys to accept that i guess but really just be happy that im happy and lets all be happy.. or if you cant just back off.. youre not really helping and im gonna fuckin kick your ass for messin with me.. REALLY. i am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. which brings me to the second thing THESE ARE FOR AROUND THE 3-5 PEOPLE THAT I EXTREMELY TRUST. extreme meaning even if i end up killing someone i hate for no reason at all.. they still wont judge me and assume im really a big psycho(which im not really im crazy but you know im not that extreme and they know it)&lt;br /&gt;`You guys know its not my fault i fuckin want to stab her. i dont know if its the hormones but really shes pissing me off. first shes been throwing TOO MANY unwanted comments about everything (comments are like brain fart to some people, and i cant stand it) everything meaning the way i dress, the way i walk the, cars i like, the clothes and does she really have to roll her eyes behind my back when she knows my boyfriend is looking at her. YEAH of course hes gonna tell me. Shes a hypocrite and you know it. what does she care what i eat its not gonna end up in her ass. and the lying? you guys really want me to put up with that? the slip ups i hate the most.. works for their lies and nasty brain fart once again. do people really pretend and deceive their friends about a relationship or a status? why do people do such things.. shes crazy not in a good way.. like.. an inappropriate bad way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. moving on, i am so over her. THIS ONE IS FOR THE ONE PERSON I KNOW I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON. i know we've discussed this already but i just want to say a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;`YOU KNOW i dont shut up, so when i do please realize that there is really something wrong.. like lately how i really didnt want to upset you about my never ending complaints so i shut up instead.. i ended up crying myself to sleep that night. I dont want you to be happy about my complaints i just want you to listen to what i have to say and then say what you have to say. please dont give me the impression that you dont want to hear anything i have to say because i know you.. i know you want to listen its just that i get so intolerable at times.. you say ive changed for the last two weeks, i really did, 2 weeks was approximately the time i started holding things in. you say i only call for you when i need you. my side? i really didnt want to bother you, i dont want to pester you with my side comments on how you do things, so i just do it on my own. i know thats like shutting you out, but im not, trust me. ive been cold, numb and a snob yaddidah..... i really feel alone. i feel like i have no one to lean on (since you dont want me to be leaning on you). i feel sad really. weve worked things out.. i know.. but like ive said.. i need to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. well thats about it.. last one..FOR EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;`we are moving to a new place by the end of february.. its such a relief coz i really didnt want to spend the rest of my life in a new and not so warm country.. we are currently furniture shopping. so fun. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yaya just got in its apparently 4 am.. gots to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7862996729569654761?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7862996729569654761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7862996729569654761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7862996729569654761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7862996729569654761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-so-many-secrets-that-are-mostly.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6511314091266912709</id><published>2007-12-29T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T15:37:53.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://naucon.net/misc/tests/love_test02.htm"&gt;http://naucon.net/misc/tests/love_test02.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The road represents your attitude towards falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You chose the short road--you fall in love quickly and easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~TRUE    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The number of red roses represents how much you give in a&lt;br /&gt;    relationship, while the number of white represents what you&lt;br /&gt;    expect in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You give 50% and expect 50% in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  This question represents your attitude towards handling&lt;br /&gt;    relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You like to get the person yourself--you are a more direct&lt;br /&gt;    person and like to work out problems immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The placement of the roses determines how much you like to see&lt;br /&gt;    your boy/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You want to place the roses on the bed--you like to see him/her&lt;br /&gt;    a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  This represents your attitude towards his/her personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You prefer the person to be asleep--you love the person as the&lt;br /&gt;    way s/he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The road to home tells how long you stay in love with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You chose the longer road--you will tend to stay in love for&lt;br /&gt;    a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~VERY TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIRST TEST WAS WHACK. 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SERYOSO. well for me that is.. besides the endless night markets,tiangges and ofcourse the undeniable traffic almost everywhere.. everything else seems normal.. it sucks really the only "joyful" (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;who ever said that joyful was supposed to be synonymous with Christmas is in fact a loser. YES I AM BITTER THIS YEAR&lt;/span&gt;.)thing that happened this time of year (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i shall stop saying the word Christmas it is soo over rated&lt;/span&gt;)is that King spent it with my family and i love my granma's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. scratch that. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;that time of year&lt;/span&gt; cocoa. Mass of course with my mother,her boyfriend,king and my dog sasha hahaha. We were supposed to meet up with gill peter komi and steph but then.. inantok si gill. haha. and it was too late anyway to go to masinag to meet up with bitong and mickey.(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i later found out that they spent the night drinking at the back of mickey's pick up truck drinking their drunkard asses off in front of 7-11, aint that nice&lt;/span&gt;). Friends of course make everything else seem a little less sucky by blurring everything with alcohol and the suckiest part of it all i quit drinking a few months back. Nevertheless king and i still meet up with the boys to   watch them drink :)). NICE. anyway.. i cant believe im ranting about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that time of yea&lt;/span&gt;r.  it used to be such a big deal. anyway &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8883633707046211299?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8883633707046211299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8883633707046211299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8883633707046211299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8883633707046211299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/12/parang-walang-pasko-ngayong-taon.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3799279431276548898</id><published>2007-12-11T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:28:17.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mom hasn't really been going to work lately, yeah shes been slacking off. hahaha. so for the past few days we've been buying gifts for everyone even the security guards she doesn't know. major bonding. i am dying to transfer to a new house my grandma is killing me. few more days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**i am fat. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3799279431276548898?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3799279431276548898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3799279431276548898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3799279431276548898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3799279431276548898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/12/mom-hasnt-really-been-going-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7992700472020159570</id><published>2007-12-04T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:46:16.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/R1Q8BiQZGVI/AAAAAAAAABA/8mF0mfKw5MY/s1600-R/13-01-07_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/R1Q8BiQZGVI/AAAAAAAAABA/pJXr5IdbPik/s320/13-01-07_0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799071809673554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7992700472020159570?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7992700472020159570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7992700472020159570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7992700472020159570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7992700472020159570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/R1Q8BiQZGVI/AAAAAAAAABA/pJXr5IdbPik/s72-c/13-01-07_0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-54698656638645988</id><published>2007-12-04T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:44:41.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11 days till our first anniversary(well till the day we admitted we loved each other, saw 5 shooting stars and kissed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how he wont be able to read this but i really need a place to vent. We broke up it didn't last 24 hours but you know, we still did. We've been really off ever since, i cant stand his side comments and he thinks I'm impatient, all the time. i try to ignore everything that he does thats annoying and he does too. I cook for him, wait for him till he gets home, give him what he needs and he's never grateful about these simple things. Am I asking for too much? No, really, it takes two simple words THANK and YOU or a peck on the cheek would be equally fine but NO, after eating he stands up, leaves the table and smokes outside and then what? Obviously, I am left alone with a plate full of food with no one to eat with, to think I wait for him even if I'm dying from hunger just so we could eat together. I give him credit for always cleaning up the dishes if the maids are already sleeping. I could really go on and on about my silly complaints about our relationship that used to be so peaceful and smooth-flowing but it feels so weird talking to a computer (Yes, I am talking while i was typing this :)) ) This is not like the usual bump on the 6th, 7th or 8th month, it's nothing like that, I hate to say it but it feels like were sick of each other or bored or maybe falling out of love... naah scratch the last one. I love my Kingkong, He's my hubby, my future husband and he tells me that everyday too. Expressing our love is not the problem, we do that very well actually but its the periods inbetween that we do not know how to handle. are we losing our spark? Maybe it's a good thing we're good friends as well, yeah, come to think of it, we never run out of things to talk about, We are more than just good friends we're best friends. It sounds more confusing now, does it? well.. whatever this may be, I know I will never stop trying to make this work. I will never give up on us.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Babe. Always have, Always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out..&lt;br /&gt;V1: I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;you've got me feelin like a child now&lt;br /&gt;cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;and I crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes I always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2: The rain is fallin on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;but we are hidin in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;under the covers stayin safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;you give me feelins that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: What am I gonna say&lt;br /&gt;when you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I just........mmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V3: I’ve been asleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You tucked me in just like a child now&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I’m comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feelin shows&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Baby just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Holdin me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-54698656638645988?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/54698656638645988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=54698656638645988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/54698656638645988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/54698656638645988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/12/11-days-till-our-first-anniversarywell.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2960050654697928426</id><published>2007-09-15T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:31:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been 9 months. and were solid to the core.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2960050654697928426?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2960050654697928426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2960050654697928426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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naguumpisa at cympre nagcrave ako gn sausage mcmuffin with egg.. only to find out 4 pa pala un. so medyo nag stake out kami sa harap ng mcdo hahahaha., kahapon. birthday ni megan sa acropolis sabay kami ni roma pumunta masaya makita ang highschool friends.. masaya talaga. haha tapos sinundo kami nila jm ardy dino at king.. tapos pumunta kami kila bitong andun sila lahat. masaya masaya. baliw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW.. may aso dito sa bahay. baliw sha. sa tabi ko sha natutulog. love ko sha. sweet eh. hahahha./ tae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3621412047449100986?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3621412047449100986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4996263925845550301?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4996263925845550301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4996263925845550301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4996263925845550301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4996263925845550301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/06/plastic.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2414747682076109645</id><published>2007-06-01T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:57:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect words&lt;/span&gt; never crossed my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cuz there was nothin' in there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;I felt every ounce of me screaming out&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But the sound was trapped deep in me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I wanted&lt;/span&gt; just sped right past me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While I was rooted fast to the earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I could be stuck here&lt;/span&gt; for a thousand years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your arms&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to drag me out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All this fear falls away&lt;/span&gt; to leave me naked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hold me close, cuz I need you to guide me to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No, I don't want to wait forever &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;confusion and the aftermath&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You are my signal fire&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only resolution&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only joy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;faint spark&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgiveness in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All this fear falls away&lt;/span&gt; to leave me naked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hold me close, cuz I need you to guide me to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All this fear falls away&lt;/span&gt; to leave me naked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hold me close, cuz I need you to guide me to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No, I don't want to wait forever &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2414747682076109645?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2414747682076109645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2414747682076109645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2414747682076109645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2414747682076109645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/06/perfect-words-never-crossed-my-mind-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5229478332153100670</id><published>2007-05-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:55:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Be not afraid of greatness, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. I think our best chance to be great is _________?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5229478332153100670?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5229478332153100670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5229478332153100670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5229478332153100670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5229478332153100670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-not-afraid-of-greatness-some-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1644732434394621555</id><published>2007-05-27T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:46:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;totoo. tama ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo kasi minsan rin tinanong ko na yan.. naguluhan nairita at fumood trip ng sobra dahil naguluhan rin naman kasi ako.. bat ako natigil sa kakaisip... dahil napagtanto ko na dadating din ung panahon na malalaman ko kung sino mga tunay kong kaibigan.. seryoso.. ika nga nila swerte ka na kung mabibilang mo sa isang kamay ang mga tunay mong kaibigan.. haha hindi pala ako swerte.. advice galing sa nakakatanda, sa namroblema rin sa kaibigan (hindi lang isang beses kung hindi maraming beses) o kahit sa simpleng taong may konting nalalaman... ang kaibigan mo kahit anong pangiiwan pangungulit pangkukupal basta kahit ano... andyan parin para sayo.. magkaiba man kayo ng trip, hindi man kayo kasama sa gm ng isat isa alam niyo sa sarili niyong iba ang inyong pinagsamahan.. kahit anong sabihin ng iba hindi nababago ang pagtingin mo sakanya.. dahil alam mo.. na magkaibigan kayo alam mo pasikot sikot ng bituka nya.. sabi nga ng nanay ko.. kung gusto mong magkaroon ng tunay na kaibigan matuto kang maging tunay na kaibigan .. matuto kang tumayo para sakanya paglaban mo para ipaglaban ka rin.. kung hindi ka marunong.. ang masasabi ko lang sayo matuto ka rin kelangan magtyaga marami ka pang kakaining bigas.. ano ba toh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth to be told.. i have experienced alot of betrayals, misunderstandings and the like from friends.. who doesnt anyway.. ive been bad to some and of course good to the most.. pero kung sino pa ung tinuring mong kaibigan un pa tatalikod sayo.. sabagay hindi nga naman naiiwasan ugn ganung bagay.. ang natutunan ko lang? ang kaibigan dadaan lang talaga ung mga tunay mong kaibigan un ang magtatagal sa buhay mo.. kelangan maging matatag at ipanalangin sa diyos na SANA WAG NAMAN GANUN NEXT TIME haha joke lang.. kelangan lang magconcentrate sa mga bagay na dapat mo talagang pagtuunan ng pansin.. pagaaral pamilya at Diyos.. haha seryosong sinasabi ko toh. kasi basta. alamin mo kung sino kaibigan mo. kung alam mo na eh di good for you/.. kung hindi.. dadating rin sila sa buhay mo seryoso kung kelan kelangan mo na talaga sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ung hindi tumupad sa usapan.. mahal kita. alam mo un.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1644732434394621555?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1644732434394621555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1644732434394621555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1644732434394621555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1644732434394621555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/totoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3054781382762283983</id><published>2007-05-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:38:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ang hirap pala noh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;demmit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3054781382762283983?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3054781382762283983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3054781382762283983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3054781382762283983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3054781382762283983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/ang-hirap-pala-noh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1490816278361194655</id><published>2007-05-21T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:43:38.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from Caliraya with some not-so-into-cool-people people yeah friends of friends.. and with darling dear and gillie of course.. got there around lunch time and some of them cooked na and kami? cympre nagswimming :)) then ate lunch and uhmm swimming ulit? whoops. tinatamad. anyway all we did was swim and eat and sleep. somewhere inbetween the snacks and swimming i accidentally threw one newly opened pack of cigs into the lake.. :)) whoopsie. we all took a bath in the lake.. uhm but in different ways.. some would jump in put on some shampoo and soap then rinse it off in the same spot.. haha.. some would go to the bathroom with water from the lake and take a bath there.. and for King and I we did something inbetween.. it wasnt really a bathroom it was uhmm steps going to the lake on the other side of the island and since the wind was nice to us we would get water from the left side tapos buhos tapos the "used water" would go to the right.. haha.. Gillian King and I went boating.. row boating.. Well gill and i did the boating and king did all the rowing.. we went to different islands and wala lang explored and smoked on the islands we even left a mark on one of the islands we went to... SUNOG KAMI. all three of us.. haha ang hahapdi ng balikat namin nung paguwi.. we drank tentenenen granma nung gabi na and darlingdear got drunk of course.. woke up cooked breakfast :) before going back we went around the islands with the real boat(the one with the motor and stuff) and saw lake placid.. naaahh and saw heart's island.. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ayusin ko when i get back from swimming,, kasi wala sa ayos yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when we used to insist on going to this place together.. with the barkada.. with everyone.. yeah.. i really really wish you were with us when we went you would have enjoyed it,, were going back soon.. tara?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1490816278361194655?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1490816278361194655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1490816278361194655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1490816278361194655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1490816278361194655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-got-back-from-caliraya-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7773656245591771654</id><published>2007-05-16T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:33:54.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the thing is darling.. im not mad. i did what i did coz this is who i am.. im not regeretting the fact that i was drunk that night and got pissed. you can laugh about it all you want.. its not affecting me the very least.. coz if that night proved who i am it also proved who you are and what you are as well. di ba? come to think of it i know i dont give a shit and you dont give a shit so why bother spend time on backstabbing and talking shit?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7773656245591771654?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7773656245591771654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7773656245591771654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7773656245591771654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7773656245591771654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/but-thing-is-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3766944786566199870</id><published>2007-05-13T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:18:22.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     You could be my unintended&lt;br /&gt;    Choice to live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;    You could be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;    You could be the one who listens&lt;br /&gt;    to my deepest inquisitions&lt;br /&gt;    You could be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;    But Im busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         First there was the one who challenged&lt;br /&gt;    All my dreams and all my balance&lt;br /&gt;    She could never be as good as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         You could be my unintended&lt;br /&gt;    Choice to live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;    You should be the one Ill always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;    But Im busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;    But Im busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Before you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3766944786566199870?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3766944786566199870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3766944786566199870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3766944786566199870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3766944786566199870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-could-be-my-unintended-choice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5865506371997944768</id><published>2007-05-13T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:05:41.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relationships aren't into bloody details. They're not rational. They don't make sense. Then before you know it you love someone, and you can't imagine life without them, so when it's all over it still doesn't make sense. And that's why you have to hate. And that's why you hate me. And that's why I have to learn to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt; woman, who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; to inspire &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt; in people, you either love her or you hate her... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;she seems to enjoy it either way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5865506371997944768?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5865506371997944768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5865506371997944768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5865506371997944768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5865506371997944768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/relationships-arent-into-bloody-details.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4311818587739763491</id><published>2007-05-11T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:13:58.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;millions&lt;/span&gt; of people in this world. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But in the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;it all comes down to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Eighteen&lt;/span&gt;, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;supposed to get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;out of control&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4311818587739763491?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8141344411607351754</id><published>2007-05-10T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:03:25.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STEADY PULSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where does your loyalty stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8141344411607351754?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8141344411607351754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8141344411607351754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8141344411607351754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8141344411607351754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/steady-pulse.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-730162836832523270</id><published>2007-05-03T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:18:33.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;HOY KALBO TAMAAN KA NAMAN SANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-730162836832523270?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/730162836832523270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=730162836832523270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/730162836832523270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/730162836832523270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/hoy-kalbo-tamaan-ka-naman-sana.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-9050025798025538135</id><published>2007-05-02T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:01:03.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>naiinis ako dahil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;nagplano ka ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hindi ko alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hindi mo man lang naisip&lt;/span&gt; na kasama mo ko&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;na parang &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wala lang sayo&lt;/span&gt; nararamdaman ko&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AT KINALIMUTAN MONG SINABI MO SAKIN NA PUPUNTA TAYO SAINYO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WELL FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-9050025798025538135?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/9050025798025538135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=9050025798025538135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9050025798025538135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9050025798025538135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/naiinis-ako-dahil.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8570344845041635234</id><published>2007-05-01T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:10:19.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY MONTHSARY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to bitong and nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;AND TO US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUCHI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8570344845041635234?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8570344845041635234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8570344845041635234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8570344845041635234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8570344845041635234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-monthsary.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1959247128882383412</id><published>2007-04-26T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:28:28.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hindi mo alam storya. wag kang magulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1959247128882383412?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1959247128882383412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1959247128882383412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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strangers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;laugh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;absolutely no reason&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; at all ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid fights&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; that are over in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10minutes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;attempt to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sing and dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; like they do in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;music videos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;have a billion "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you-had-to-be-there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" moments ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;gang up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bitch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; that has a problem with one of us ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;make fun of eachother&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; when we walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;into&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; stuff ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;act like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; we're all on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;crack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;no matter what happens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we're always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; there for eachother through good times &amp;amp; bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7568002350447705002?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7568002350447705002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7568002350447705002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7568002350447705002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7568002350447705002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-walk-around-talking-to-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6994571041643226963</id><published>2007-04-12T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:04:06.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;sweet escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6994571041643226963?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6994571041643226963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6994571041643226963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6994571041643226963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6994571041643226963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2304525101130132497</id><published>2007-04-10T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:39:58.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Well, I'll wait till you listen&lt;br /&gt;I won't say a word&lt;br /&gt;to follow your instincts&lt;br /&gt;just never worked for me&lt;br /&gt;oh, you're silent but strong, (yeah, I'm playing that card)&lt;br /&gt;and you're noticing nothing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Now I'm lying on the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; with everything you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; keep that in mind, the way that it felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; when the most I could do was to just blame myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Feel it out for once and feel nothing like everyone else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when the most I could do was to just blame myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know you know, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know, everything (drop everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt; (start it all over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt; (remember more than you'd like to forget)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're talking forever&lt;br /&gt;and you almost feel better&lt;br /&gt;but, better's no excuse for tonight&lt;br /&gt;you see, it's never bad enough&lt;br /&gt;to just leave or give up&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; its never good enough to feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm lying on the table&lt;br /&gt;with everything you said&lt;br /&gt;it will all catch up eventually&lt;br /&gt;well, it caught up and honestly&lt;br /&gt;the weight of my decisions&lt;br /&gt;were impossible to hold&lt;br /&gt;but they were never yours&lt;br /&gt;they were never yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I, know you know, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know, everything (drop everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt; (start it all over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it &lt;/span&gt;(remember more than you'd like to forget)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Drop everything, start it all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; remember more than you'd like to forget&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Would you like to forget?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; drop everything, start it all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; well, drop everything start it all over (would you like to forget)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; drop everything start it all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; start it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I, know you know, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know, everything (drop everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt; (start it all over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know you didn't mean it &lt;/span&gt;(remember more than you'd like to forget)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I know you know...you know, you know, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2304525101130132497?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2304525101130132497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2304525101130132497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2304525101130132497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2304525101130132497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-ill-wait-till-you-listen-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3169725023416048584</id><published>2007-04-06T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:27:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yey. IM SICK. fuck the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3169725023416048584?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3169725023416048584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3169725023416048584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3169725023416048584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3169725023416048584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/04/yey.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8050077500133498502</id><published>2007-04-04T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T07:32:39.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im sorry. you know i am. i just hope you get to read this coz i mean it. i really do. i really am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8050077500133498502?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8050077500133498502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8050077500133498502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8050077500133498502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8050077500133498502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8611903394146707534</id><published>2007-03-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:12:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8611903394146707534?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8611903394146707534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8611903394146707534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8611903394146707534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8611903394146707534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2486512506555345957</id><published>2007-03-26T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:59:10.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger has been fucked up since the last time i posted.. damn. anyway just came home from pagudpod with steph and komi. one word? FUN. anyway.. details next time.. im off to meet up with steph toodles. and BTW. to the idiot who posted on my cbox. GOODLUCK pissing me offÜ love yah. autograph signing and picture taking later. and please please fall in line and quietly wait for your turn. mwahmwah &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2486512506555345957?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2486512506555345957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2486512506555345957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2486512506555345957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2486512506555345957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-has-been-fucked-up-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7489556464737847066</id><published>2007-03-18T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:31:44.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>King and I didnt go to school for the whole week kasi. . hmm? nagkasakit si King nung monday at tuesday.. tapos the rest of the week.. tamad nalang kamiÜ. friday we were at baby teddy's house with guchi oliver masa janina and charles.. tapos saturday meatshop. tulog maaga. wahahaha.. im off to the clubhouse.. swimming naman ngayon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7489556464737847066?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7489556464737847066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7489556464737847066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7489556464737847066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7489556464737847066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/king-and-i-didnt-go-to-school-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7571727395914094841</id><published>2007-03-12T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:56:34.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK. King got here 7. went down 8. yeah i know. im horrible. haha. then found out he has a fever. at cympre as the lazy person as i am i insisted on not going to schoolÜ yeah we spent the whole day here. with josh and avielle of course. we played badminton. biked around. ate. ate. ate. played poker, tongits, bluff, pekwa?, monkey2 and some other silly card games... King and I found out alot of stuff about my lil cousins and maybe.. theyre growing up faster than i thought.. I am going to wait for the moment where theyre gonna beg for me to open the gate for them when they get locked out! GAA. good thing they have me around i never had any assistance from anyone from our house.. well its not like i needed any helpÜ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7571727395914094841?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7571727395914094841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7571727395914094841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7571727395914094841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7571727395914094841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-596659208589880716</id><published>2007-03-12T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:52:15.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a place off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ocean Avenue*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Where I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; sit and talk with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We were both 16 and it felt so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sleeping all day, staying up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Staying up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place on the corner of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cherry Street*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would walk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the beach&lt;/span&gt; in our bare feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We were both 18 and it felt so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sleeping all day, staying up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Staying up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If I could find you now things would get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We could leave this town and run forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Let your waves crash down on me and take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; There's a piece of you that's here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I can make believe&lt;/span&gt; that you're here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; That you're here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If I could find you now things would get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We could leave this town and run forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Let your waves crash down on me and take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I remember the look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; When I told you that this was goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were begging me not tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not here, not now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; We're looking up at the same night sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And keep pretending the sun will not rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Be together for one more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Somewhere, somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If I could find you now things would get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We could leave this town and run forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Let your waves crash down on me and take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-596659208589880716?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4158198089941938073</id><published>2007-03-12T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:06:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;PAMUMUKA KO SAYO NA HINDI MO AKO KAYANG ABUSUHIN NG GANITO.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FULL OF SHIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4158198089941938073?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4158198089941938073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4158198089941938073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4158198089941938073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4158198089941938073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/pamumuka-ko-sayo-na-hindi-mo-ako-kayang.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5520917322845678225</id><published>2007-03-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:35:50.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway. so walang pasok ngayon. hindi ako gumalaw sa kama ko utnil mga 1 nung dumating na si king. kumain kami. tapos pumuntang shoppers. haha. bumili ng pangkulay ng buhok at kiamoy at nagikot. nag bag shopping kuno at vini-visualize namin kung ano bibilin namin pag marami na kaming pera oo sa grocery ito ung taas namanÜ haha. love it. paguwi. nagkulay ng buhok tapos. kumain ulit. tapos eto nanaman ako. sa pc. parang timang. babay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5520917322845678225?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5520917322845678225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5520917322845678225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5520917322845678225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5520917322845678225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4461754649030910414</id><published>2007-03-07T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:30:26.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school. allergies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4461754649030910414?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4461754649030910414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4461754649030910414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4461754649030910414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4461754649030910414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/school.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4817082043722312737</id><published>2007-03-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:15:17.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with King's Mom, Ate, Kuya, Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. Went to Fort Santiago and met one more cousin of his plus his cousin's girlfriend plus his cousins two friends. oo hindi stressful ngumiti parati. then went to Manila Cathedral tapos SOBRAANG traffic nakatulog ako. nakakahiya:). haha tapos.. feeling ko pa tulo laway ko. wahahaha. boohoo. anyway... went to KFC at hinarass nila kong kumain ng maraming marami. GRRR. tapos went to Baby Teddy's tapos nandun si komi gill micko baby teddy king ardy at ako. alak at iba pa. went home rin early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4817082043722312737?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4817082043722312737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4817082043722312737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4817082043722312737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4817082043722312737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/met-up-with-kings-mom-ate-kuya-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2787251721741170280</id><published>2007-03-05T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:55:01.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to school had a quiz in algeb at nagamote si king at micko :)). anyway i was so hungry so we ate.. BTW. it was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreaded&lt;/span&gt; "first day". yeah. i had to share that. i wanted to scoop my insides out so i wouldnt feel it anymore. it hurt soo bad. that i skipped two of my classes and went home instead. King was sweet enough to bring me home and forced me to rest first.. and YEAH i fell asleep for three hours! haha when i woke up i immediately went down to look for King and guess what.. yesyesyes... he was still there waiting for me! sweetest guy everÜ anyway we brought naia to the store and drank coke bought singkamas and carved our names in it too:)) haha naumay ako. ok. then walked around and i felt so heavy i felt like i was 7 months pregnant.. or i was just too lazyÜ then ate dinner then he went home na.Ü haha we had a talk nanaman regarding the future it was fun. wala lang. it made my day.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2787251721741170280?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2787251721741170280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2787251721741170280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2787251721741170280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2787251721741170280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-school-had-quiz-in-algeb-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7702188819824554160</id><published>2007-03-04T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T21:02:45.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom woke me up around noon mainly because she wanted me to eat lunch with her and maybe coz she's pissed coz i went home late last night and wants me to "suffer" the consequences. yeah right. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummed around again. DVDs and Chips. then I found out that mom's gonna grab dinner at some random place again so i asked King to go here around dinner time so i had someone to eat with.. and i eventually got bored again... haha well we both got bored we smoked our lungs out drank iced tea with calamansi and talked about stuff.Ü yeah. anyway i love him for spending his precious time on my impulsiveness. I know he's starting to hate me coz it takes one hour to go here and spend time with his crazy-ass girlfriend and later on asks him to leave coz she's sleepy and it takes another hour to get back home. three words for him. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&amp;hearts;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7702188819824554160?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7702188819824554160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7702188819824554160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7702188819824554160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7702188819824554160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/mom-woke-me-up-around-noon-mainly.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-168311951248280365</id><published>2007-03-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:37:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;woke up when king got here then i was having another allergy attack. haha. anyway ate adobo for lunch then watched Pledge This took a bath and then wala lang. lablab ko ikaw eh.Ü. ok tambay kung san san saw rina and chad then nag bike kami:) tapos tambay ulit then had pizzaÜ tambay tambay tambay. then ate dinner. tambay ulit. and we had the most weird stories about everything. and weird dreams as wellÜ. boo. talked about alot of things(that really sounds like nonsense to everyone else) then he went home na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LabLab Ko Ikaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LabLab Ka Naming Lahat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-168311951248280365?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/168311951248280365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=168311951248280365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/168311951248280365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/168311951248280365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/woke-up-when-king-got-here-then-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7267577635612613390</id><published>2007-03-01T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T14:16:49.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PIZZA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7267577635612613390?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7267577635612613390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7267577635612613390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7267577635612613390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7267577635612613390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6117539721795539522</id><published>2007-03-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T13:36:53.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Monthsary To Us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I Love You King ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;and to Roma and Dino na dapat 30 ung sakanila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;plus to Bitong and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;ex-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;girlfriend Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;And Happy Birthday to Oliver na Feb. 29 ang Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dami noh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6117539721795539522?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6117539721795539522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6117539721795539522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6117539721795539522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6117539721795539522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-monthsary-to-us-i-love-you-king.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3194082300707779722</id><published>2007-02-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:19:58.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/ReWNtDO534I/AAAAAAAAAAY/im1VGnoaJC0/s1600-h/IMG_00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/ReWNtDO534I/AAAAAAAAAAY/im1VGnoaJC0/s320/IMG_00420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036587563385216898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all i need&lt;/span&gt; in this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life of sin&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;me and my girlfriends.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;plus my boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/ReWO_zO535I/AAAAAAAAAAg/WL_iExqFNe0/s1600-h/Image%28490%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/ReWO_zO535I/AAAAAAAAAAg/WL_iExqFNe0/s320/Image%28490%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036588985019391890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3194082300707779722?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3194082300707779722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3194082300707779722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3194082300707779722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3194082300707779722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-i-need-in-this-life-of-sin-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/ReWNtDO534I/AAAAAAAAAAY/im1VGnoaJC0/s72-c/IMG_00420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-9014523216655330357</id><published>2007-02-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:55:54.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been quite awhile since ive blogged. its been a series of ups and downs and i cant seem to get out of the routine. anyway. yeah. i think were moving out of my granmas house.:) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEAH&lt;/span&gt;. i got my right cartilage pierced nga pala last feb. 14. weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;KAGULYOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a good way and a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you like shit. yeah you. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;damn. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;ayy.. ardy gave me pop tarts awhile ago and guess what..&lt;br /&gt; im drooling at the boxÜ haha. egzayted me eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-9014523216655330357?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/9014523216655330357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=9014523216655330357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9014523216655330357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9014523216655330357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-quite-awhile-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1070115368930127352</id><published>2007-02-16T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:15:53.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;you know youre just a little too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1070115368930127352?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1070115368930127352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1070115368930127352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1070115368930127352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1070115368930127352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-youre-just-little-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7239423006602384038</id><published>2007-02-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T21:45:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 MINUTE AGO:&lt;/strong&gt; I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 HOUR AGO:&lt;/strong&gt; I was at F salon. may japanese bangs na si shemÜ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 DAY AGO:&lt;/strong&gt; I was at Dencio's Eastwood. Group date naminÜ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 YEAR AGO:&lt;/strong&gt; I watched close to you with eman. plus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE:&lt;/strong&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE:&lt;/strong&gt; mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEAR:&lt;/strong&gt; losing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL:&lt;/strong&gt; really, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HIDE:&lt;/strong&gt; my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DRIVE:&lt;/strong&gt; stick! hahaha.Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS:&lt;/strong&gt; him. them. eating and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LEARN:&lt;/strong&gt; through experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT:&lt;/strong&gt; to eat. smoke. and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED:&lt;/strong&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK:&lt;/strong&gt; im being eaten alive by mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRSTS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;First screen name:?&lt;br /&gt;First piercing: Ears&lt;br /&gt;First credit card: hmm does the plastic one with the cash register count?&lt;br /&gt;First enemy: Hahaha. whew.. andami.&lt;br /&gt;First musician you remember hearing in your house: meÜ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LASTS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: King&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: Codename: The Cleaner&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: inihaw na something.&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: hmm momma.&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: hmm.. komi's video for ardee&lt;br /&gt;Last drink: water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHORT ANSWER..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;I AM: weird&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: him&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: life was easier.&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: how i can get through this dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS: piss people off.&lt;br /&gt;I SING: really really badly.&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT ALWAYS: jolly&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: in my blog&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: eat and sleep more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAVORITES..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER: 1 14 7&lt;br /&gt;COLOR(S): hmm?&lt;br /&gt;MONTH: October?&lt;br /&gt;SONG(S): hmm.. woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;DRINK:(s): Coke, Iced Tea Ü&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN THE LAST 2 DAYS, HAVE YOU...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;CRIED? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;HELPED? hmm? YEAH&lt;br /&gt;GOTTEN SICK? No.&lt;br /&gt;GONE TO THE MOVIES? wait.. i think so...&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN A REAL LETTER? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TO AN EX? yes.&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN IN A DIARY? ugh. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;HAD A SERIOUS TALK? yes.&lt;br /&gt;HUGGED SOMEONE? yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7239423006602384038?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7239423006602384038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7239423006602384038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7239423006602384038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7239423006602384038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-minute-ago-i-was-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5204724704663047325</id><published>2007-02-15T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:04:20.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/RdQhxrLwaVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lQqYCVAtAn0/s1600-h/12-16-06_0526edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/RdQhxrLwaVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lQqYCVAtAn0/s320/12-16-06_0526edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031683820969027922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5204724704663047325?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5204724704663047325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5204724704663047325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5204724704663047325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5204724704663047325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DEKvRC6y8No/RdQhxrLwaVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lQqYCVAtAn0/s72-c/12-16-06_0526edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5266886184841334579</id><published>2007-02-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:18:06.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She chose to walk alone, though others wondered why&lt;br /&gt; Refused to look before her, kept eyes cast upwards towards the sky&lt;br /&gt; She didn't have companions; no need for earthly things&lt;br /&gt; Only wanted freedom from what she felt were puppet strings&lt;br /&gt; She longed to be a bird, that she might fly away&lt;br /&gt; She pitied every blade of grass, for planted they would stay&lt;br /&gt; She longed to be a flame that brightly danced alone&lt;br /&gt; Felt jealous of the steam that made the air its only home&lt;br /&gt; Some say she wished too hard; some say she wished too long&lt;br /&gt; But we awoke one autumn day to find that she was gone&lt;br /&gt; The trees, they say, stood witness; the sky refused to tell&lt;br /&gt; But someone who had seen it said the story played out well&lt;br /&gt; She spread her arms out wide, breathed in the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt; She just let go of all she held...and then she was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5266886184841334579?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5266886184841334579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5266886184841334579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5266886184841334579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5266886184841334579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-she-chose-to-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6158776250807620279</id><published>2007-02-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:35:56.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Sarap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Parin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6158776250807620279?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6158776250807620279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6158776250807620279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6158776250807620279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6158776250807620279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/sarap-mo-parin-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-971836925874161462</id><published>2007-02-11T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:11:58.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you really don't know what love is until you get to a point where you're ready to trade 10 years of your life for a single kiss, all your wealth for a single touch, or when you're willing to leave someone you've been with for the last decade for a total stranger.. love isn't about the time you spent with someone, or the challenges you've gone through together.. it's about that rush of butterflies in your stomach or that single heartbeat which says, "I'd rather have a day with this person than spend an eternity with somone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-971836925874161462?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/971836925874161462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=971836925874161462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/971836925874161462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/971836925874161462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-really-dont-know-what-love-is-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-111337621114051176</id><published>2007-02-11T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:12:52.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway. meh baby teddy oliver dino jose king and ardy were all pissed.. ay si dino pala hindi.. anyway.. ardy and everyone else brought me home. sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-111337621114051176?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6883180939815938909</id><published>2007-02-11T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:01:31.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;from paranaque we went to big r, mom got her haircut for chinese new year tapos i had my hair done there nalang rin then went home... got dressed and waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;went to celebrity tapos un. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;he was the sweetest thing&lt;/span&gt;, he was so kind to me. he never left me alone, it was so&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; perfect&lt;/span&gt;.. it was like our good ol times together but the thing is... he wasnt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mine &lt;/span&gt;anymore. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i had no bragging rights&lt;/span&gt;.. i missed him like shit. basta. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it was like going back to his arms, a place i once called paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;all i asked for was one last dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6883180939815938909?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6883180939815938909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6883180939815938909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6883180939815938909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6883180939815938909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/from-paranaque-we-went-to-big-r-mom-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6413675416736954356</id><published>2007-02-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:01:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;woke up. got ready. left. tagal ng fx. late na ko. pagdating sa school guess what? bawal na slippers. sooo.. i stayed outside.. ok so un.. kumain kami ni king. tapos tried asking yaya elma to bring me my chucks sa school nung una ayaw niya.. so i assumed ayaw na niya talaga.. so we waited for a jeep.. at ang tagal nasunog na ko at lahat lahat.. may dumating at hello.. sobrang sikip.. as in nuknukan. parang one inch nalang ung space.. pagkakashahin pa ung pwet.. anyway.. pagdating sa petron katipunan pagtingin ko sa fone ni king nagmimiscol si yaya.. biglang nagtxt na andun na daw sha sa gate punta na daw kami dun GRRRr.. ok ok.. so pumunta kami sa bahay kasi dapat aantayin namin si yaya dun kasi babayaran ko sha sa pamasahe niya eh biglang sabi niya uwi nalang sha so bumalik na kami .. pagdating namin dun biglang ung shoes na dinala niya dun.. ung dunks.. eh hindi bagay sa jeans.. so i ended up not going to all my classes grrrrrr.. basta ardy picked us up.. tapos basta ayun we watched apocalypto.. tapos to top my extremely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; day.. i found out my grandfather died when i got home. napakswerte nga naman talaga oh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK THE WORLD. LITERAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6413675416736954356?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6413675416736954356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6413675416736954356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6413675416736954356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6413675416736954356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5845446113849354775</id><published>2007-02-04T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:38:07.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the strangest thing happened... well,, i really thought he was so afraid to be committed that i thought he made up all theses excuses not to be in a relationship.. and so i came up with all these stupid reasons to be mad at him and be irrational with him... thanks to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hula we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;both came to our senses and finally talked about teh stupid issue.. and the funny thing is.. we were both wrong.. NO, he wasn't afraid to be committed. and No, the date wasnt all that important to me..(coz we randomly talked about things and i said that the perfect date for me would be on july 7 this year..) and he thought i wont say yes if it wasnt on that date..anway it all sounds silly now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;im happy. again. well. it feels good to know you mean the world to somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5845446113849354775?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5845446113849354775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5845446113849354775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5845446113849354775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5845446113849354775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/strangest-thing-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1352806521133977223</id><published>2007-02-01T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:53:16.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;whoopsie. UNO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1352806521133977223?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1352806521133977223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1352806521133977223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1352806521133977223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1352806521133977223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/02/whoopsie.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3205039532602998849</id><published>2007-01-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:33:57.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;im dying here. someone please save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3205039532602998849?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3205039532602998849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3205039532602998849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3205039532602998849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3205039532602998849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-dying-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2748880249178594726</id><published>2007-01-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:23:35.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Die you Little Slut. Die You Man Whore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Die Motherfuckers Die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;haha fuckin emo shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tangina niyong lahat putangina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pareparehas kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway.. have you heard of this song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;mood: apathetic&lt;br /&gt;my life is spiraling downward. i couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn't help that i couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be&lt;br /&gt;you'd be non-conforming to if u look just like me&lt;br /&gt;i have paint on my nails and make-up on my face&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs&lt;br /&gt;'cause i feel real deep when i'm dressing in drag&lt;br /&gt;i call it freedom of expression most just call me a f*g&lt;br /&gt;'cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like d*kes&lt;br /&gt;'cause emo is one step below transvestite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop my breathing and slit my throat&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;i don't jump around when i go to shows&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;the way i dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe'en&lt;br /&gt;i have no real problems but i like to make believe&lt;br /&gt;i stole my sister's mascara now i'm grounded for a week&lt;br /&gt;sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies&lt;br /&gt;i can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing&lt;br /&gt;girls keep breaking up with me, it' never any fun&lt;br /&gt;they say they already have a p*ssy, they don't need another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop my breathing and slit my throat&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;i don't jump around when i go to shows&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;dye in my hair and polish on my toes&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;i play guitar and write suicide notes&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing ahold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get depressed i cut my wrists in every direction&lt;br /&gt;hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection&lt;br /&gt;i write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses&lt;br /&gt;i told my friends i bleed black and cry during classes&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth&lt;br /&gt;you can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off&lt;br /&gt;i wear skin tight clothes while hating my life&lt;br /&gt;if i said i like girls i'd only be half right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look like i'm dead and dress like a homo&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;screw XBOX i play old school Nintendo&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;i like to whine and hate my parentals&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends all look like clones&lt;br /&gt;i must be emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents just don't get me you know. they think i'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but i mean, it's the 2000s. can't 2, or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay. i mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. i don't know diary, sometimes i think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend. . . . i feel like tacos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2748880249178594726?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2748880249178594726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2748880249178594726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2748880249178594726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2748880249178594726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/die-you-little-slut.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5298950358214789989</id><published>2007-01-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:18:13.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The way you'd close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your lashes against mine&lt;br /&gt;The way you used to smile&lt;br /&gt;I'd bite my lip and smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light was baby blue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd take care of you&lt;br /&gt;And our baby too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would marry you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glacier looked so sweet&lt;br /&gt;We said we'd never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You said it must be fate&lt;br /&gt;You found your soul mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now I think too much&lt;br /&gt;"I don't drink enough,"&lt;br /&gt;And then I drink too much&lt;br /&gt;I don't think enough&lt;br /&gt;So go and roll your eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paradox; you'd like&lt;br /&gt;To think that you're right&lt;br /&gt;Well, you're right, alright&lt;br /&gt;You'll stay forever tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll stay forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you left that day&lt;br /&gt;I though you'd be back again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's my baby girl;&lt;br /&gt;she'll come back I'm sure"&lt;br /&gt;But Jerry don't you know&lt;br /&gt;That she's not yours to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;She could hold you back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more drink, one more heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Jerry what'd you do?&lt;br /&gt;Cause now you're losing you&lt;br /&gt;Why would you lose that ring?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel really loved you&lt;br /&gt;Rachel really loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think too much&lt;br /&gt;"I don't drink enough,"&lt;br /&gt;And then I drink too much&lt;br /&gt;I don't think enough&lt;br /&gt;So go and roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;A paradox; you'd like&lt;br /&gt;To think that you're right&lt;br /&gt;Well, you're right, you're right, you're right, you're right&lt;br /&gt;You'll stay forever that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'd never leave that night&lt;br /&gt;You'll stay forever alright&lt;br /&gt;Guess you'll stick, soft; sex&lt;br /&gt;Losing words for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And when you're kissing him&lt;br /&gt;I hope he gets the same&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd never leave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're getting married&lt;br /&gt;That baby's on its way&lt;br /&gt;Her name would be Quinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's hard not to pretend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby eskimo kisses-trophy scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5298950358214789989?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5298950358214789989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5298950358214789989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5298950358214789989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5298950358214789989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/way-youd-close-your-eyes-your-lashes.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6014331086789839116</id><published>2007-01-24T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:10:16.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You used to talk to me like&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I was the only one around&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You used to lean on me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The only other choice was falling down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to walk with me like&lt;br /&gt;We had no where we needed to go&lt;br /&gt;Nice and slow&lt;br /&gt;To no place in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;We used to have this figured out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;We used to breathe without a doubt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;When nights were clear you were the first star that i'd see&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this under control&lt;br /&gt;We never thought we used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At least there's you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And at least there's me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To how it used to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to reach for you&lt;br /&gt;I got lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;I used to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You always had the just right thing to say&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I used to follow you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Never really cared where we would go&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast or slow&lt;br /&gt;To anywhere at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this figured out&lt;br /&gt;We used to breathe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;The nights were clearer for the first time that I'd see&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this under control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never thought we used to know&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you&lt;br /&gt;And at least there's me&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;To how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look around me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I want you to be there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause I miss the things that we shared&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look around you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's empty and you're sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't you miss the love that we had?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to talk to me like&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one around&lt;br /&gt;The only one around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this figured out&lt;br /&gt;We used to breathe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;The nights were clearer for the first time that I'd see&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this under control&lt;br /&gt;We never thought we used to know&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you&lt;br /&gt;And at least there's me&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;To how it used to be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;To how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To how it used to be yeah&lt;br /&gt;To how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;To how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-used to-chris daughtry- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6014331086789839116?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-900271461283143213</id><published>2007-01-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:08:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Time Turned Fragile"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny hands, recycled cans, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the metal bands I could not stand..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The time you cried and threw your crayons across the floor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;These are the things I think about when I'm alone without you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wonder of your whereabouts and hope like hell you're happy where you are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You used to say that you're just fine,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I still wonder all the time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey games, medical claims, police reports, terrible grades,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;J, I'm so proud of all the things that you have done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;These are the things I think about when I'm alone without you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wonder of your whereabouts and hope like hell you're happy where you are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright, I'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;I can see through everything you say, and all the lessons I never learned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to say that you're just fine,&lt;br /&gt;But I still wonder all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you still believe in the stories told&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To you by my friends and I when you were four years old?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How it got so cold that words just froze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We had to wait 'til summer to find out what was said&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One of the best times that we had.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I say that I'm just fine,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I hope you wonder from time to time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was nervous from the start that our muscles might tear us apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Are muscles tearing us apart?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the words that carve our lives to the words that take us by surprise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(I was never taken by surprise.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the sounds that disappear to the changes we begin to fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(I can hear you clearly.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One day I'll fail to breathe and all you'll have are memories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(All we are are memories.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-900271461283143213?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/900271461283143213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=900271461283143213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/900271461283143213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/900271461283143213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-turned-fragile-tiny-hands-recycled.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4133239165386182388</id><published>2007-01-24T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:06:09.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so scared that the way I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Is written all over my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When you walk into the room,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find a hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;We used to laugh, we used to hug, the way that old friends do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now, a smile and a touch of your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me come unglued.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such a contridiction, do I lie or tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Is it fact or fiction,&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So complicated, I'm so frustrated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you close, I wanna push you away,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you go, I wanna make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I say it.&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oh, I want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;But then again I don't. It's so complicated&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..just when I think I'm under control.&lt;br /&gt;I think I got a grip.&lt;br /&gt;Another friend tells me that, I'm always on your lips.&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm more than just a friend, they say I must be blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well, I admit that I've seen you watch me from the corner of your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, It's so confusing. I wish you'd just confess. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But think of what I'd&lt;br /&gt;be losin', if your answer isn't yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So complicated I'm so frustrated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I wanna hold you close, I wanna push you away,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you go, I wanna make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I say it, should I tell you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oh I want you to know, but then again I don't, It's so complicated.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hate it. 'Cuz I've waited.&lt;br /&gt;So long for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, what do I do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh should I say it.&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to know,but then again I don't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so complicated..&lt;br /&gt;It's so complicated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's so complicated&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4133239165386182388?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4133239165386182388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4133239165386182388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4133239165386182388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4133239165386182388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-scared-that-way-i-feel-is-written.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8337730657672114554</id><published>2007-01-23T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T13:48:57.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Wind It Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8337730657672114554?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8337730657672114554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8337730657672114554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8337730657672114554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8337730657672114554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/wind-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6969246926062691662</id><published>2007-01-23T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T10:58:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up when King got here.. so obviously i wasnt ready for school good thing mommy wasn't here.. ended up watching you me and dupree.. haha 11 na ata.. hindi parin ako naliligo.. grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6969246926062691662?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6969246926062691662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6969246926062691662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6969246926062691662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6969246926062691662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-woke-up-when-king-got-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-3451217438456900344</id><published>2007-01-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:36:30.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Too Short]&lt;br /&gt;Ya know&lt;br /&gt;It’s a hard pill to swallow&lt;br /&gt;When they tell you you strange&lt;br /&gt;And you aint hot&lt;br /&gt;But in the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;They got on what you got&lt;br /&gt;That means I’m a Boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelis &amp; Too Short]&lt;br /&gt;Uh, uh&lt;br /&gt;Watch the beat go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelis]&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first girl to scream on the track&lt;br /&gt;I switched up the beat of the drum&lt;br /&gt;That's right I brought all the boys to the yard&lt;br /&gt;And that's right I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick y'all love to hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick that's raisin' stakes&lt;br /&gt;I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass&lt;br /&gt;I'm back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo lemme slow it down so you can catch the flow(catch the flow)&lt;br /&gt;Screw it up, make it go extra slow (extra slow)&lt;br /&gt;Real girls get down on the floor (on the floor get down)&lt;br /&gt;If i gave you a taste you want some more&lt;br /&gt;Touchdown on me ... like a pro&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be like a bicycle&lt;br /&gt;I'm icy cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo from the 6'4 hoppas up in Crenshaw&lt;br /&gt;the money-makin playas up in Harlem&lt;br /&gt;don't want no problems&lt;br /&gt;we gon' keep it pumpin'&lt;br /&gt;while the 808's jumpin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamonds on ma neck d- diamonds on ma grill&lt;br /&gt;diamonds on ma neck d- diamonds on ma grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first girl to scream on the track&lt;br /&gt;I switched up the beat of the drum&lt;br /&gt;That's right I brought all the boys to the yard&lt;br /&gt;And that's right I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick y'all love to hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick that's raisin' stakes&lt;br /&gt;I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass&lt;br /&gt;I'm back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, I bet, I bet, I bet) I Betcha never heard it like this before&lt;br /&gt;Me and my baby be closin' them phantom doors&lt;br /&gt;At the bar poppin this that u can't afford (can’t afford)&lt;br /&gt;That u can't afford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chokin'&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the clowds it's all smokin'&lt;br /&gt;All the while i'm all open&lt;br /&gt;Me and ma girls we stay fly&lt;br /&gt;And we love to stay high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo from the 6'4 hoppas up in Crenshaw&lt;br /&gt;The money-makin playas up in Harlem&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want no problems&lt;br /&gt;We gon' keep it pumpin'&lt;br /&gt;While the 808 is jumpin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on ma neck d- diamonds on ma grill&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on ma neck d- diamonds on ma grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first girl to scream on the track&lt;br /&gt;I switched up the beat of the drum&lt;br /&gt;That's right I brought all the boys to the yard&lt;br /&gt;And that's right I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick y'all love to hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick that's raisin' stakes&lt;br /&gt;I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass&lt;br /&gt;I'm back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Too Short]&lt;br /&gt;It's ‘bout time that she get wit me&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop starin, she's fine and she's pretty&lt;br /&gt;Damn girl- don't hurt him&lt;br /&gt;Don’t back back, u gon’ work him&lt;br /&gt;Put cha mack down&lt;br /&gt;I know your background&lt;br /&gt;What u want girl?&lt;br /&gt;You getting’ that now&lt;br /&gt;That's how you do it huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m the coolest one&lt;br /&gt;Them bad bitches in the back, bring ‘em to the front&lt;br /&gt;Tell that man, you's a bossy...&lt;br /&gt;Make some noise if you's a bossy...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he understand you's a bossy…&lt;br /&gt;get some help if he can cause he lost it&lt;br /&gt;'Aint no refunds, she spent the cash man&lt;br /&gt;in your Benz wit her friends, in the fast lane&lt;br /&gt;Flossin’. You said, “how much it cost me?”&lt;br /&gt;About a million dollars playa; she's bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelis]&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first girl to scream on the track&lt;br /&gt;I switched up the beat of the drum&lt;br /&gt;That's right I brought all the boys to the yard&lt;br /&gt;And that's right I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bossy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick y'all love to hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chick that's raisin' stakes&lt;br /&gt;I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass&lt;br /&gt;I'm back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelis &amp; Too Short]&lt;br /&gt;Uh, uh&lt;br /&gt;Watch the beat go…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-3451217438456900344?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/3451217438456900344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=3451217438456900344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3451217438456900344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/3451217438456900344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/too-short-ya-know-its-hard-pill-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-6346059391002577784</id><published>2007-01-22T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:27:13.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wicked Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I was uber lazy to go to school today.. nonetheless i got up, took a bath and went anyway.. haha.. english was sooo boring so i left the class.. haha trigo was as expected mind-boggling.. math1 was hmm.. as it always was.. the quiz on modules 2-4 during psych was.. hmm? uhmm.. easy. HAHA. yabang. computer was..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; quiet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed at the "kainan" in city oil and waited for everyone else and the girls.. went to sta. lu.. we were supposed to watch a movie but then.. we just went to brickroad instead. had a  funny "photoshoot"with guchi and king using mhe's fone and had that printed together with some other pictures of king and i..&lt;br /&gt;then it all started...&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fab5&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dahil sa kalokohan ni shem, na binyagan tuloy kaming.. hmm? bading?)&lt;/span&gt; meaning us girls.. were all inside and of course the guys at the back..  The girls and I were so full of energy that we were dancing and slamming into each other the whole time.. haha.. until we realized the guys at the back were singing their lungs out at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagkagulo&lt;/span&gt;.. all the windows were open and everyone was singing so loud.. that everyone we passed by looked at carias.. and take note.. i was singing too.. kawawa naman mga nakarinig ng boses ko hahaha.. it was so HILARIOUS. super fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;napagod ako&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and a big plus to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I had an uberr great time with King.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I Love You Darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-6346059391002577784?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/6346059391002577784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=6346059391002577784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6346059391002577784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/6346059391002577784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/wicked-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8489311400409717875</id><published>2007-01-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:13:22.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>putangina 3 oras na. and counting. goodluck sakin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8489311400409717875?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8489311400409717875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8489311400409717875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8489311400409717875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8489311400409717875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/putangina-3-oras-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1381979533322012793</id><published>2007-01-18T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:09:35.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>left the house mga 7:35 and went to school*.. missed the first class.. anyway.. ate lunch sa tapat and guess how lucky i can get! i didnt eat dinner the night before and didnt have time to eat breakfast it was way past my lunch time and i was freakin starving to death.. so i ordered na.. ate ate ate then finished half of my ulam and my rice na.. so i ordered extra rice pa.. AND GUeSS WHAT!!! PUCHA. naubusan ng kanin.. anak ng boogie nga naman oh! went to cantina then drews then sta.lu at nagtrip sauna.. with the girls of course.. then went to mickeys place drank a little and went home.. and guess what ulit!! i was too sleepy to function na kasi eh.. when i opened my eyes.. SHET. Brown out ang alvero!!! FUCK THE WORLD NA TALAGA.. it was freaking 3 in the morning at brown out naglalakad ako takot na takot.. haha good thing King brought me home.. and stayed with me till around 5 with yaya.. haha tulog na tulog si yaya eh.. hindi ko magising.. takot ako umakyat magisa.. hahaha shet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROADCAST:&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO MASA AND MAE.&lt;br /&gt;HINDI NA BA USO ANG STEADY LANG?&lt;br /&gt;wah iniwan niyo kami!! hahaha may initiation rin ang pagalis sa club noh!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;GOODLUCK TO YAAAALLLLLLL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1381979533322012793?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1381979533322012793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1381979533322012793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1381979533322012793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1381979533322012793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/left-house-mga-735-and-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4840483863872740483</id><published>2007-01-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:56:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONZ&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; ZAM and JM &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. uii zila naÜ&lt;br /&gt;amzow happeee for you guyzz.. hahahaÜ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4840483863872740483?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4840483863872740483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4840483863872740483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4840483863872740483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4840483863872740483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/btw.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-7707454378110333683</id><published>2007-01-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:16:29.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;brickroad with everyone billiards sila then sauna.. loveee it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-7707454378110333683?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/7707454378110333683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=7707454378110333683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7707454378110333683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/7707454378110333683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/brickroad-with-everyone-billiards-sila.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-4432308478660068274</id><published>2007-01-15T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:51:07.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIRST DAY.&lt;br /&gt;steady lang. parang highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-4432308478660068274?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/4432308478660068274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=4432308478660068274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4432308478660068274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/4432308478660068274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8353210848934670191</id><published>2007-01-14T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:49:30.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a month &lt;/span&gt;since that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt; day at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;brickroad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;amlovingit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8353210848934670191?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8353210848934670191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8353210848934670191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8353210848934670191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8353210848934670191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-month-since-that-glorious-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1128928125082063553</id><published>2007-01-13T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:00:50.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1128928125082063553?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1128928125082063553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1128928125082063553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1128928125082063553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1128928125082063553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-8213691578493882671</id><published>2007-01-13T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:59:03.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mommy just got home.. hahaha.. rytrytryt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&amp;amp;13 esquinita with everyone.. nung 13.. guess what.. we had our second fight.. ung una? nung seven.. hay naku.. reasons reasons reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-8213691578493882671?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/8213691578493882671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=8213691578493882671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8213691578493882671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/8213691578493882671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/mommy-just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1536909462941160396</id><published>2007-01-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:55:40.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hmm 2006??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;parang testimonial eh noh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ano ba.. i will never forget???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i will never forget the moments that happened this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;or better yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I WILL NEVER FORGET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1536909462941160396?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1536909462941160396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1536909462941160396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1536909462941160396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1536909462941160396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/2006-hmm-2006-parang-testimonial-eh-noh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-9035947254504608222</id><published>2007-01-01T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:47:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to eastwood at around 11 na.. met up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;komi&lt;/span&gt; then went to blue O and met up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selwyn errol denice kino roy megan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cacay*.. &lt;/span&gt;then saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dino duane dale kyle bitong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jmdudung&lt;/span&gt; there.. Then&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gill &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;billie&lt;/span&gt; followed.. drank drank drank.. then danced with them.. I MISSED the adrenaline rush that heart-thumping beats, alcohol and dim lights bring you. and the energy was extremely high,, andami pang tao! grabe.. then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mix jmkulit masa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;king &lt;/span&gt;went there too.. grabe everyone was just hyped up and shit and everyone kept dancing.. stayed inside till around mga 4 am.. saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;france bonnin&lt;/span&gt; pa pala.. plus some guy i know i knew but i wasnt sure coz it was too dark.. haha.. then saw&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ardy&lt;/span&gt; outside then satyed till around 5.. then brought everyone home.. haha basta. ZOOPERFUN. got home ate hotdog then went with mama tito ino joshua and avielle to nepa to buy fireworks and everything we needed for new year.. got home then went with mama and king.. we went to hi top then riverbanks.. since wala pa kaming tulog ni king mga afterlunch we fell asleep na.. haha.. woke up around 5 then we helped my mom out.. ate dinner.. went to mass.. tapos fireworks na.. walang tigil na pagpapaputok.. hahaha.. FUNFUNFUN. went to gills place after that and billie was there rin pala.. then mix jm duane bitong and masa followed.. tried masas wine.. and guess what.. i didnt like it.. so cympre sa beer nalang ako.. ayun.. mickey was so drunk na when he got there so he was so kulit.. then everyone else got too stoned to function.. hahaha... then king and i had a fight.. he said sorry but i was too stubborn to listen to him.. ayun tuloy i miss him na.. anyway.. slept over billies place.. it was like an uber long day and i loved it.. nakakapagod.. pero.. wala lang.. masaya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-9035947254504608222?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/9035947254504608222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=9035947254504608222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9035947254504608222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/9035947254504608222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2007/01/went-to-eastwood-at-around-11-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-1157625779059617120</id><published>2006-12-30T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:01:38.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt; me the chills. I miss partying with the girls. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt; my past life so much. Its not that &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not contented with what I have right now and I want my old life back its just that.. its refreshing to know what &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been through and knowing how much fun I had back then.. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I got that out. plans? plans? plans? Eastwood with the girls later then maybe meet up with King and everyone else after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amzoywegzayted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Hard, Party Harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-1157625779059617120?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/1157625779059617120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=1157625779059617120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1157625779059617120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/1157625779059617120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-giving-me-chills.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-2799952942515266424</id><published>2006-12-30T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:11:23.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blog = new chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has treated me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fair enough&lt;/span&gt; to not hate it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Im Eighteen, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Legal&lt;/span&gt; partially&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ir-&lt;/span&gt;Responsible still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt; &amp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pretty &lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;crazy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-2799952942515266424?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/2799952942515266424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=2799952942515266424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2799952942515266424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/2799952942515266424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-blog-new-chapter-life-has-treated.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23587163.post-5604518509824679531</id><published>2006-12-30T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:47:09.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Steady Pulse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23587163-5604518509824679531?l=thebookworthreading.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/feeds/5604518509824679531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23587163&amp;postID=5604518509824679531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5604518509824679531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23587163/posts/default/5604518509824679531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookworthreading.blogspot.com/2006/12/steady-pulse.html' title=''/><author><name>Stranger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
