<?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-3811402217932464866</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:53:40.352-08:00</updated><category term='shoutouts'/><category term='achievements'/><category term='events'/><category term='typography'/><category term='updates'/><category term='special day'/><category term='new me'/><category term='emo moments'/><title type='text'>Remedies Of Her Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-3147200571330276075</id><published>2009-09-29T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:45:38.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typography'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SsHIpjgN3YI/AAAAAAAAACo/A36prjKksVc/s1600-h/pats3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386807245542382978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SsHIpjgN3YI/AAAAAAAAACo/A36prjKksVc/s320/pats3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love never wanted me, but I took it anyway. :l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I've always wanted you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- musicnoteslovestar&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/3811402217932464866-3147200571330276075?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/3147200571330276075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=3147200571330276075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3147200571330276075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3147200571330276075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-never-wanted-me-but-i-took-it.html' title=''/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SsHIpjgN3YI/AAAAAAAAACo/A36prjKksVc/s72-c/pats3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-4176019820160130397</id><published>2009-09-24T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T03:56:31.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typography'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SrtKkTyzciI/AAAAAAAAACg/ENsS4DHKGYA/s1600-h/pats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384979767100666402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SrtKkTyzciI/AAAAAAAAACg/ENsS4DHKGYA/s320/pats2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can I take your smile home with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Were there - Regine Velasquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you, everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- musicnoteslovestar&lt;/em&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/3811402217932464866-4176019820160130397?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/4176019820160130397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=4176019820160130397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/4176019820160130397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/4176019820160130397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-i-take-your-smile-home-with-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SrtKkTyzciI/AAAAAAAAACg/ENsS4DHKGYA/s72-c/pats2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-2194330079621480359</id><published>2009-09-23T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T04:46:20.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog, New Attempts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SroJBvEAX5I/AAAAAAAAACY/rV5e3HPOkic/s1600-h/pats.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384626229892636562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SroJBvEAX5I/AAAAAAAAACY/rV5e3HPOkic/s320/pats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wherever you found love, stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anythingpops.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anythingpops.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still come and visit this blog, I once loved this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I have a typography attempt, I will post it here. I promise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be back, Blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- musicnoteslovestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-2194330079621480359?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/2194330079621480359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=2194330079621480359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2194330079621480359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2194330079621480359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-new-attempts.html' title='New Blog, New Attempts'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SroJBvEAX5I/AAAAAAAAACY/rV5e3HPOkic/s72-c/pats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-6284869460089155552</id><published>2009-05-19T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:35:34.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, this is how it works. Once you've been tagged you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits or anything about you. At the end you choose 25 people to be tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 1. Hindi halata sakin 'to, pero mahilig ako magbasa. Minsan kasi gusto ko muna basahin ang book bago ko panoorin ang motion picture nito. Minsan naman for fun. Kadalasan, wala lang magawa. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 2. Eto weird talaga. Hindi ako kuntento pag wala akong relo. Minsan kasi time freak ako. Yung tipong laging tumitingin sa relo kahit 10 minutes palang ang nakakalipas. Pero 'wag ka, kahit time freak ako, late parin ako sa school. XD What time is it? It's Techno Marine time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 3. Insomniac ako. Kahit school days 1am na ko nakakatulog. Pero matakaw ako sa tulog. Pag araw ng pahinga ko, minimum of 12 hours ang tulog ko. Hahaha! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 4. Bata palang, mahilig na ko sa signature stuffs. Ewan ko kung bakit ko nahiligan ang mga ito. Shoes, clothes, bags, everything signature. from Zara to Louis Vuitton. Haha! Don't worry, gumagamit parin ako ng damit na galing Greenhills at Divisoria. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 5. I love Starbucks tumblers. Yung unang-una kong tumbler kasi nasira ko. Pinairal ko kasi ang katangahan ko. Haha! Sa ngayon, meron akong 4 tumblers. May Valentine's edition na binili ko para siya nalang ang maging ka-date ko. XD, Christmas edition na niregalo sakin ng kaibigan ko dahil yun ang nasa wishlist ko, ang ngayon ko lang nahanap na Limited edition na sa Tagaytay ko pa nabili, at ang latest, Earth day tumbler na regalo ng kapatid ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 6. Eto weird para sa isang babae. Hindi ako sanay mag-ayos ng sarili ko. Basta maayos na ang pagsuklay ng buhok ko at wala na madumi sa aking mukha, aalis na ko. Pero pag maayos ang itsura ko, iba na yan. May kikitain ako nyan kaya kailangan mag-ayos. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 7. Isa pang weird sakin. Hindi ako mahilig sa hair treatments. Relax, pa-kulot, rebond, hot oil, pakulay. Haircut lang ang gusto ko. Marami nga nagatatanong kung pina-kulot ko daw ba yung buhok ko. Isang salita: Hindi. Hindi ko naman kasi kailangan ang mga nabanggit. Basta alam mong tama ang pag-alaga mo sa buhok mo, hindi mo na kailangan ang iba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 8. Hindi ako magaling sa kahit isang sport. Haha! Kung makikita mo man ako naglalaro, hobby lang yun. Marunong hindi magaling. Seseryosohin ko ngayon ang bowling. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 9. Maaasahan ako sa Math 'wag lang sa English. Tama nga ang sabi ng iba. Kung matalino ka sa Math, wag mo na asahin na magaling ka rin sa English. Ayoko talaga ng English since nagstart ako ng school. At simulang gumana na ang utak ko, nahiligan ko na ang mga numero. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 10. Hindi ko alam kung bakit mas gusto ko manirahan dito sa Pilipinas kesa sa ibang bansa. Ayon nga sa kasabihan, "There's no place like home." Kahit na naghihirap ang Pilipinas, gusto ko pa rin manirahan dito dahil ang layunin ko talaga para maging dentista ay para makasama sa mga medical/dental missions dito. Basta, ayoko sa ibang bansa. Vacation pwede pa. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 11. Mahilig akong gumastos. Lalo na kung pagkain ang pinag-uusapan. Pero, kung may gusto akong gamit, pag-iipunan ko talaga yan. Sa ngayon, camera lenses and accessories ang pinag-iipunan ko. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 12. Music is my remedy. Kung gusto ko sumaya, makikinig lang ako ng happy songs para maging masaya ako. Pampatulog ko rin ang musika. Laht ng genre ng music gusto ko, 'wag na 'wag lang ang mga rock music na puro sigaw. Noise na yun, hindi music. Hindi masaya ang buhay kung walang musika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 13. Ewan ko lang kung weird to. Malamang oo dahil hindi to karaniwan sa mga babae. Mahilig ako sa games. Online man or sa PSP lang. Nagsimula ang ka-adikan ko sa games nang magkaroon kami ng PS One years ago. Nahiligan ko naman ang online games ng ininstall si Chabs at nagsimula akong maglaro ng Ragnarok Online. Mahilig kasi ako sa Role-Playing games (or RPG). Isa rin sa pinaka-gusto kong laro ang Final Fantasy Series. Hindi na siguro maalis sakin ang pagkahilig ko sa mga ito dahil naging parte na sila ng buhay ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 14. Ewan ko kung kasama ba dapat to dito pero ilalagay ko na dahil wala na ko masulat. I'm a techie person. Cellphones, music players, cameras. You name it, I got it. Kaya binansagan akong Gadget Girl ng highschool at pati college friends ko. Pero hindi naman lahat ng gadget binibili ko. Yung mga kailangan at gusto ko lang. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 15. Ako ay maka-green. Green in a sense na environment-friendly. Hindi ako nagtatapon kung saan-saan. I use organic/reusable bag if possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 16. Madalas mo akong makikitang mag-isa, lalo na sa mall. Pero sa school hindi kasi marami naman akong makakasama. Ewan ko ba kung bakit minsan gusto ko mag-isa lang ako. Hindi naman sa ayoko na may kasama ako. Mas marami kasi akong naiisip at nare-realize pag mag-isa lang ako. Kaya ayun, bitter. :| HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 17.Hindi ako marunong magluto. Kumain lang ang alam kong gawin. Sorry na. =)) Pero pag may time mag-aaral ako. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 18. Part na ng routine ko ang tumapat sa computer. Wala naman akong ginagawa sa computer kundi mag-internet or maglaro. Haha! Masaya na ko pag nakakalaro o nakakapag-internet ako for 5hours. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 19. Photography. My new love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 20. Hindi ako mahilig magtext. Dati lang. Siguro kasi marami akong katext dati. Ngayon, wala na. Poor me. HAHA Pero pag magtetext ka sakin, magrereply ako agad. Trust me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 21. Madali akong maka-alala ng birthdays. Basta nasabi mo sakin kung kailan birthday moo, maalala ko yan. Wala nga lang gift. HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 22. I'm a procrastinator. Pag mahaba pa ang oras, mamaya ko pa gagawin. Eto na ang worst habit ko. Hindi na mawawala sakin ang cramming. Gusto ko baguhin ang trait na 'to pero hindi ko magawa. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 23. Minsan naisip ko na ang future ko na NBSB parin ako. (NBSB = No Boyfriend Since Birth) Grumaduate sa dent ng NBSB. HAY NAKO. AYOKO. =)) N&gt; BF. HAHA xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 24. Hindi ko alam kung bakit kinuha ko ang course na DENTISTRY. Ang gusto ko lang talaga maging doctor. Period. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 25. Ayoko sa lahat yung iniiwan ako. Yung may plano tapos bigla nalang akong iiwan. Nangyari na sakin to. Napaiyak lang ako sa sobrang galit. Midterms ko pa nun. Kaya wag mo gagawin sakin yan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Natapos ko na rin siya. FINALLY. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mahirap mag-isip. Gawa rin kayo :)&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/3811402217932464866-6284869460089155552?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/6284869460089155552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=6284869460089155552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6284869460089155552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6284869460089155552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/05/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-6505008346025496424</id><published>2009-05-17T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:10:19.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><title type='text'>Getting to Know Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I got this tag at Facebook from my friend. Since I'm lazy to tag it to others, I'll just put it here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open this website : &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sonality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take the Personality Quiz (it's VERY short and easy, really)&lt;br /&gt;3. Copy Paste the result to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag your 20 friends including me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think this is true. My &lt;/span&gt;friends loves me that way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TRUE. 'Nu&lt;/span&gt;ff said.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'll agree with this. Maybe this the reason why I don't have a boy&lt;/span&gt;friend.&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know how to react on this one. I've never been on a date. :)) Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Not true. Education is very important &lt;/span&gt;for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- True. Another reason why I took up Dentistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agree. Added to that, I'm pessimistic sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes true. Sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agree. :)&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/3811402217932464866-6505008346025496424?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/6505008346025496424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=6505008346025496424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6505008346025496424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6505008346025496424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-to-know-myself.html' title='Getting to Know Myself'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-5601118757957651710</id><published>2009-05-14T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:22:30.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo moments'/><title type='text'>Her Letter to the Ex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nabasa ko to sa Multiply ng &lt;a href="http://djane08.multiply.com/journal/item/34/TO_THE_EX."&gt;highschool friend&lt;/a&gt; ko. May favor siya, at gusto ko siya tulungan. Wala masyado nakakakilala ng blog ko, pero at least I helped her to spread her message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Seriously. Ngayon ko lang 'to gagawin sa buong buhay ko. I need you to do me a favor. Whatever will be written here, I want you to copy and paste it. post it anywhere [facebook or multiply, I really do not care] just please please repost it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;reason:&lt;/strong&gt; There is this person that I really really love and somehow that person would not want to talk to me for at least three months. This is the only way that I could think of so that I would be able to give this message to that person. Parang gm lang. Kahit alam ko na hindi niyo siya kilala, sigurado ako na makakarating sa kanya 'to. That's the power of messages, right? kaya, please, if ever mabasa niyo 'to, irepost niyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;True love is at stake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To my dearest ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know you wouldn't want to talk to me. You told me not to talk to you for at least three months. So far, I am able to follow your orders. Halos isang buwan narin. Sana hindi naman masama na ginawa ko 'to. Technically, I am not breaking the rules dahil wala ka naman sinabi na bawal ako gumawa ng ganito para sayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I do not blame you for what happened. I personally knew that we need this break for the both of us. I just couldn't accept it at that time. I want you to know that it is not your fault. Maybe I have hurt you so much too many times for always putting the blame on you. for always making you feel that you are the "bad guy", but then I have realized [it may be too late] that the blame should be on the both of us. Believe me, I really tried to be the most mature person that I can in handling our break up. The pain is crushing me every single day. I am trying to put answers on my own questions just so I can satisfy myself. I swore to myself that I will never entrust my heart to you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;BUT. it's still you. There was no effort coming from me. I did not tell myself to love and choose you again, BUT I DO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;THIS HEART IS STILL BEATING FOR THAT SAME PERSON IT SWORE NEVER TO LOVE AND TRUST AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;BUT IF IN CASE you do not feel the same for me anymore, I am ready to accept it. If it is not me you want in your life anymore, I will accept it. Just know that this heart is fixing itself and the trust is rebuilding itself, preparing and waiting for your come back. I know that I have a lot to prove to you. This time I am the one who needs to prove the love. Not you. You've done so much for me already. Too late, I know. I am really really sorry if I took you for granted. I'm sorry, I really am. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you are happy and contented and you think that your life would be better without me,  it's okay. Cliche as this might sound, if setting you free is the last and final way that I can show you how much I love you, know that I would cooperate. Just please, please, never forget that when everything in your life becomes uncertain, there is somebody here ready to offer you 1 thing certain. and that would be my genuine love for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know that you do not expect me to say things like this because as I said, this is not my usual. You might have expected me a message full of anger and pain, but see, it's not. I am not mad at you. I was never mad at you. I just felt hurt. I know we can't be friends anymore, more so we cannot be "us" anymore, and guess what, I really hate that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Just be happy, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's okay if you still need to find things on your own and if you need to do things without me. I understand. I had my shot and obviously I sucked. fault is on me now. And guilt is really bugging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hey, I'm really sorry. Really. with all my heart. I'm sorry if I have not been much of a good partner. I really am. I hope that someday, you'll find a place in your heart to forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'll only say this once, I miss you. and I still love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Thank you for being my bestest best best friend in the entire world. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;having you made everything really easy to deal with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it was a package - a friend, a bestfriend, a confidante, a lover, and the best partner in life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;be brave, little one. :) and take care. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                                          The person who felt the best love in the entire world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                                                                                                    PK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[btw, sorry if this has been a crappy message. random thoughts y'know]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"but something in my heart just would not let you go... I just wanna know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What if we were wrong about each other, what if you were really made for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* I REALLY REALLY LOVE THIS PERSON THAT'S WHY I'LL OWE YOU BIG TIME IF THIS MESSAGE WILL REACH ITS DESTINATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana nakatulong ako Dhee. I'm here to help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Sabi sakin ng friend ko na hindi sa kanya galing yung letter. Nag-forward lang daw siya. Naloko ako. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grabe ka Dhee! Nahuli mo ko dun ah! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&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/3811402217932464866-5601118757957651710?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/5601118757957651710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=5601118757957651710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5601118757957651710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5601118757957651710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/05/her-letter-to-ex.html' title='Her Letter to the Ex'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-3671115956328716010</id><published>2009-05-08T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:01:37.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><title type='text'>Turning Serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;08 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinakailangan kong magbayad ng bill sa araw na ito. Ang kaibigan kong si Chabs ay may tournament din sa nasabing araw. Kaya sabay na kami pumunta sa SM. At dahil pinangako ko, nilibre ko siya sa Starbucks. Habang hinihintay namin na ang relo ay pumatak ng 6PM, tumambay muna kami at naglaro muna sa kanya-kanyang PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Oras na ng tournament niya. Oras ko na rin para magbayad ng bill. Naghiwalay na kami para gawin na namin ang dapat gawin. Nakapagbayad na ko ng bill pero tinatamad pa ako umuwi. Pumunta nalang ako sa National Book Store para maghanap ng librong magandang basahin. May nahanap naman ako, pero hindi ko muna binili. Bigla may nagtext sakin. Si Chabs pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chabs: Umuwi ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nope. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Chabs: Andito si 'pag-ibig' XD&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Talaga? Wait. Punta ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta talaga ako. Gusto ko rin kasi malaman kung sino ba talaga si 'pag-ibig'. Lagi niya kasi sakin nakukwento to dati. Pagdating ko sa Bowling Center, nakita ko na siya. Chinita. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang type ni Chabs. :))&lt;/span&gt; Lumapit sakin si Chabs para makipag-usap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nasa Bowling Center ako, lumibot ang mata ko sa paligid nito. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakamiss din pala mag-Bowling.&lt;/span&gt; Isang taon na ata akong hindi nakakapaglaro. Kahit hindi professional, eto ang favorite sport ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis muna ako dahil magsisimula na ang laban nila. Pero bumalik din dahil wala akong mapuntahan habang hinihintay ko ang nanay ko. Nakatayo sa una. Napagod din ako kaya naghanap ako ng ma-uupuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya manood ng tournament. Mapapa-mangha ka sa bawat hagis nila ng bola at mawawala parang bula ang mga nakapilang bowling pins. Mapapa-tagilid sa kaliwa o kanan ang ulo mo dahil parang nako-control mo ang pag-andar ng bola habang papalapit ito sa nag-iisang pin. Palakpak sa bawat manlalaro na nakaka-strike. Habang nanonood sa mga naglalaro, bigla kong naisip, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Paano kaya kung sineryoso ko dati ang paglalaro ng Bowling? Kasama kaya ako dito sa tournament na 'to?" May papalakpak kaya sakin kapag naka-strike ako? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang. Hindi ko naisip 'to dati. Eh di sana ngayon, may pinagkaka-abalahan ako. Sana, practice ang ginagawa ko imbis na humarap sa computer para tumunganga. At sana ngayon, masaya ang summer ko dahil may natututunan ako sa mga ginagawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, iniisip ko na mag-training. Dahil wala naman akong ginagawa at nalihigan ko na rin ang bowling, gusto ko mag-seryoso sa isang sport. Ewan ko kung susuportahan ako ng nanay ko, pero sana oo. Kung umayaw man siya, andiyan naman ang mga kapatid at kaibigan ko para suportahan ako. Makapag-practice araw-araw, makasali man sa tournament o hindi. Sana pag natapos ko ang training, marami akong matutunan at gumaling din katulad ng mga napanood ko kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING, HERE I COME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Salamat sa encouragement Chabs. Magte-training ako. Seryoso.&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig. Code name lang yan. tinago ko ang pangalan niya kasi baka mabasa niya. XD&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/3811402217932464866-3671115956328716010?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/3671115956328716010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=3671115956328716010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3671115956328716010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3671115956328716010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/05/turning-serious.html' title='Turning Serious'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-488133469763527920</id><published>2009-05-03T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:21:57.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="happyheroine" is_pmrepliable="1" author_possessive="happyheroine's"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakita ko ito sa Multiply ni &lt;a href="http://icarus05.multiply.com/"&gt;Chabs&lt;/a&gt;. Nang mabasa ko, parang marami din akong masasabi. Kaya ginaya ko na. Haha! Mahaba to pero worth it naman kung babasahin. Malay mo, andyan ka. :) Korny man ang dating o hindi, totoo lahat yan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve things you wish you could say to 12 different people right now. (don't tell us who it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chu! Isa ka sa pinaka-close kong friend sa school ngayon. Hindi ko alam kung paano nangyari ang maging close ang tao(ako) sa aso(ikaw). Haha! Joke lang. Alam mo naman lab kita eh. :) Salamat dahil lagi ka andyan. Lagi mo ako pinapatawa eh. Kasi minsan pag nag-uusap tayo hindi na tayo nagkakaintindihan. Oo o watebuuur nalang ang sinasagot natin. Ikaw ang kakampi ko pag trip ko mang-asar. Ay, hindi. Ikaw pala ang pasimuno. Ako pala ang kumakampi. Haha! Ikaw ang isa sa mga pumupuno ng inbox ko. Napansin ko nga eh. Pareho kayo ni Michin na lagi kong ka-text. Sa hug na binibigay mo sakin pag nakikita mo ko. Minsan kasi nalulungkot ako kahit may kasama ako sa A. Parang may wall samin. Kaya ayun, OP. Dahil sa hug mo, nawawala ng konti yung lungkot ko. Ikaw lang ang nakaka-usap ko pag ang topic ay signature stu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fs. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yan lang naaalala ko. Basta salamat sa lahat. Pagsabihan mo yung mga kaklase natin na tumino na ha? Dentistry na to, wala na atrasan. Mag-ayos ka minsan. Ang cute mo kaya pag naka-head band ka. :) Wag na gagawin ang salubong na mata. Baka hindi na bumalik. Haha! :)) At wag na matutulog sa pintuan ng LRT. Baka mahulog ka. XD I miss you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bes! Oo, ikaw. Ikaw ang isa sa mga sobrang nakakakilala sakin sa Mater. Paano ba naman, pa-bawas tayo ng pa-bawas nung malapit na tayo grumaduate. Dati marami tayo. Tapos nagka-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; or g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f yung iba. Hanggang sa dalawa nalang tayo. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayo ko na ata nakwento lahat ng nangyari sa buhay ko. Salamat bes sa lahat. Lagi ka kasi andyan para sakin. Tinetext mo ko pag unli ka. Sorry kung hindi ako nagrereply. Busy lang talaga. Babawi ako. :) Sa pagsabay sakin pag uwian na. Kahit na sa jeep tayo maghihiwalay, sinasabayan mo parin ako. Sa lahat ng advice na binigay mo. Sa paturo mo sakin pag nahihirapan ako minsan. Lapit ka na grumaduate. Ako matagal pa. Pagbutihin an pag-aaral. Iskolar ka ng bayan eh! Proud ako para sayo. Tetext kita pag kailangan ko ng pasyente ha? Ikaw pa rin ang idol ko sa Math. Miss you bes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   Eversince nakilala kita, crush na kita. Naalala ko grade 5 ako nun, tapos ikaw highschool. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fter highschool mo, hindi na kita nakikita. Pero ikaw parin ang number one crush ko. Then nung nasa college na ko, nalaman ko nalang na pareho pala tayo ng course na kinukuha. Pero hindi pareho ng school. Haha! Tapos naglalaro tayo ng online games na inaabot tayo ng madaling araw. Pinapagalitan pa nga tayo ng mga nanay natin diba? XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;'We remain loyal to each other!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - yan ang opening message ng guild natin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Iisang guild at iisang party. Walang iwanan. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Naalala ko rin nung battle o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f the bands sa Alma Mater natin, bigla kitang nakita at sa sobrang gulat ko, niyakap nalang kita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salamat sa lahat ha? Sa pagsama samin sa online game kahit madaling araw na para lang makapa level-up kami. Sa maraming heal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;full &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fs, at sa magni. Pasensya na kung lagi ako deds kasi nagloloko ang internet connection namin. Haha! Sa pagtambay sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;favorite spot natin kahit wala tayong ginagawa. DMD ka na, Dentistry student palang ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Madami pa tayong pagsasamahan nyan. Kahit tumaba ka na, ikaw parin ang ultimate crush ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Hey you, KCW! Crazy Bone! Haha! XD Isa ka sa pinaka-close kong kaibigan ngayong college. Ewan ko kung bakit naging super close tayo. Siguro na rin kasi sa maraming bagay tayo nagkakasundo. Paramihan tayo kung kumain. Pero hindi tayo tumataba. Pareho tayong adik sa kape, pagkain at Resctaurant City. Parte na ng buhay natin ang pagharap sa computer. Pareho nating pinapapak ang Nutella. Dahil sa'yo, nahiligan ko ang anime at Jpop. Salamat kasi lagi ka andyan sakin. Salamat kasi nung kailangan ko ng kasamang kumain sa Mcdo, ikaw ang sumama sakin. Na-experience mo na gamitin ang camera ko. Mabigat ba? Haha! Yung goal natin ngayong summer ha? Kailangan nating tumaba. Ok lang sakin na paggigilan mo ang buong kamay ko kapag nakikita mo si crush. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's payt at Tekken agen! awoo~!&lt;/span&gt; Tama na muna ang panonood ng anime. Nagiging linya na lang ang mata mo pag ngumingiti ka. Lagi ka lang humawak kay ate pag tatawid tayo, OK? :) Text mo ko pag gagala kayo. Walang tanong-tanong, sasama ako. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Well, sa simula hindi ko alam kung saang lupalop ng mundo mo nakuha ang moblie number ko. Haha! Naalala ko tinanong mo ako dati kung saan ako nag-aaral. Akalain mo, dun ka rin pala nag-aaral! Simula nun, madalas na kitang ka-text. Minsan nga diba kausap pa sa telepono? Nang tumugtog ka gamit ng gitara sa harap ko, naging crush na kita. Hindi ko talaga makakalimutan yung isang gabi na may sinabi ka sakin. Grabe, hindi ako nakatulog nun. Ewan ko ba kung joke lang ba yun o totoo. Pero wag ka, kinilig ako dun. Sobra. Haha! :)) Naalala ko pa yung gabi hanggang madaling araw tayo nag-uusap sa telepono na napuputol lang dahil wala na battery ang cordless phone niyo. XD Hindi pa matatapos dun, magtetext pa hanggang ang isa ay tulog na. Haha! :)) Ngayon, sa PSP at Photography nalang tayo nagkakasundo. Alam ko masayang-masaya ka sakanya ngayon. I'm happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for you. Samahan mo ko sa shop at gamitan natin ng charms para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;free ang PS3 at games! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ikaw lang ang makaka-kumpleto sa double smile ko. I miss you musicnotes. ǖǖ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hello besh! :) Ang tagal na natin hindi nagkikita. Tapos ang pag-uusap natin sa chat lang.Lahat ng kalokohan natin namimiss ko na. Tawanan, iyakan,kulitan,lokohan, lahat yan nagawa natin ng magkasama tayo. Naalala ko pag pumupunta kayo dito sa bahay o sa bahay para manggulo at gabi na kayo umuuwi. Lahat ng ginagawa natin namimiss ko na. Kasi kahit isang araw lang hindi tayo nagkakasama. Kahit ngayong summer, wala. Sana maka-gala tayo kahit isang araw lang. Salamat sa lahat besh. Sa advice na binibigay mo sakin. Sa pagsama sakin na makinig ng dreamsounds hanggang madaling araw. Salamat sa lahat. Minsan naman pag may battle punta ka naman. Andun ako lagi. Tapos kwnetuhan. Shawarma nga tayo minsan. Namiss ko na yun eh. :)) Libro daw ni kat, hinihingi na niya. XD Sobrang miss na kita. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.   Dear (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simula palang may clue na&lt;/span&gt;), ikaw na ata ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friend-'til-the-end ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Simula palang sa school natin, tayo na ang magkasama. Kahit sa province ka nag-aral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for 1 year, hindi parin nawala ang pag-uusap natin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tapos nung nasa college na ko, sinasamahan mo ako umuwi. Hindi mo 'to alam pero sasabihin ko na, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel secured whenever you're beside me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pag wala tayong magawa, maghahanap lang ng kahit ano, starbucks sa SM, pwede na. Naalala mo ba na naging tawagan natin ang bf-gf? Kasi everytime may nakakakita satin, akala nila tayo. Oh well, hanggang ngayon ang alam pa rin nila tayo. XD Naalala mo ba yung pumunta ka sa bahay para ikwento mo sakin si 'pag-ibig'? Pagkatapos ng 3 buwan, pumunta ka ulit sa bahay, ngayon naman para umiyak dahil kay 'pag-ibig'. Wag ka na umiyak ha? Ayaw na ayaw ko nakikita kitang malungkot. Kung pwede lang pumunta sa bahay niyo para lang i-hug ka, maraming beses ko na ginawa. Maraming salamat sa lahat b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Sa pag-introduce sakin ng Cinnamon Swirl, Caramel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;frap, at Dulce de Leche. Lahat sila naging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;favorite ko. Sa pagsama sakin sa online game kahit 4am na, makapag-level up lang ang GS natin. Ipapakasal pa natin yun diba? XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sa paglibre pag sinasamahan mo ko pauwi. Kahit na gusto ko ako magbayad satin dalawa, ayaw mo pa rin magpatalo sakin. Sa balikat mo na laging andyan pag inaantok o nahihilo ako. Sa pagsama mo sakin sa Quiapo para mag-canvass ng camera o accessories. Sa photography lessons at tips. Andito lang ako para sa'yo. Pag may gusto ka ikwento o kailangan mo lang ng makaka-usap at masasandalan, daan ka lang sa bahay namin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You still can't do it! I dare you! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;" - ewan ko kung naalala mo pa ito o hindi na. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt; Ikaw parin ang idol ko sa bowling. :) May utang ka pa sakin na hug. Pag may problema ka sa math, text mo lang ako, tutulungan kita. Starbs tayo minsan. Namiss na kitang kasama eh. Araw-araw kita namimiss, totoo yan. Hinding-hindi kita iiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"chu-ru-chu-chu-chu-ru ah-ah ahhh. Disco lady disco lady"&lt;/span&gt; - Ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;favorite song natin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dahil sayo naging favorite ko na rin ata ang violet. Haha! Isa ka rin sa naging super close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friend dahil na rin siguro ikaw ang sister ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sa dami natin ng same interests natin lagi na tuloy tayo makakasama. Hindi buddy-buddy system satin eh. Dapat buddy-buddy-buddy system. Haha! XD Akalain mo ako pa ang naging ate sa inyong dalawa ni Michin. Ako ang dakilang taga-tawid ng kapatid. Haha! Salamat dahil isa ka rin sa nakakasama ko pag umuuwi ako samin. Ikaw naman uuwi sa bahay ni b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Infinity and beyond with papa *toot*! Haha! I'm happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for the both o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f you. Pag nag-away kayo, pag uuntugin ko yung ulo niyo. Haha! :D Bago pa mawalan ang utak ko ng sasabihin, sabihin ko na salamat sa lahat. May makalimutan man ako, basta, salamat. Ayusin na natin ang sleeping cycle natin. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mag-aral ng mabuti. Wag na dumepende sa desk. Haha! Pag tatawid, hawak ka lang kay ate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Siberian Husky! :) Ewan ko kung mababasa mo to. Pero ikaw ang naisipan ko na isama dito eh. Kayong dalawa ni Rochie ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;forever seatmate ko kasi lagi tayong nakakatabi. Naalala ko pag exam sa computer, ako nagsasagot ng questionnaire niyo kasi pareho kayo ng set. Akin lang yung naiiba. Haha! At dahil nasa gitna ako, no choice. XD Lagi pa tayo pinapagalitan ni ma'm Albu kasi maingay tayo. Naalala ko tuloy yung "ano kaya ang magiging scenario pag pagkita tayo sa PDA convention 10 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?" Kulit ng kwento natin. Haha! XD Mag-aral ka na ha? Wag na masyadong mayabang. Oo na, may itsura ka. Pero tandaan mo na major turn-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f ang masyadong mayabang, okies cookies? Magpakatino ka na. Dentistry na to. Seryoso na. Tama na muna ang dotA. Wag mo kakalimutan yung goal natin ha? Kailangan natin maabot ang diplomat degree. Tayo magiging o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ficer ng PDA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ikaw parin ang aso ko. See you around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Isang section kayo dito sa iisang number na to. Lagi niyo ako pinapasaya. Hindi ko alam kung paano niyo ginagawa yun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Salamat sa inyong lahat. Sa pagbati sakin pag nakakasalubong ko kayo. Hinding-hindi niyo ako nakakalimutan i-greet kahit minsan nasa ilalim na tayo ng sikat ng araw. Minsan pa nga may hug pa. Nawawala lungkot ko dahil sainyo. Sa inyo ko lang nalaman na ang dapat pala mag-aral ay ang desk hindi ang tao. Haha! At pag pumupunta ako sa classroom niyo, feel ko super welcome ako. Kaya gusto ko bumalik-balik sa classroom niyo eh. Kasi parang part parin ako ng C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sa mga panahon na sobrang ingay natin na nag-walk out na ang ibang prof. Haha! Sa lahat ng kalokohan pero masaya naman. Sa lokohan, bangayan, tawanan, pagkain ng butong pakwan, at sa lakwatsa pag walang prof. Dito ko nadama kung gaano kasaya ang college life. Ngayon, alam ko na kung bakit ako biglang nalipat sa C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Namimiss ko na kayong lahat. I love you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Kayong tatlo! Hindi ko akalain kayo ang magiging ka-close ko sa bagong section ko. Dapat babae ang magiging ka-close ko pero kayo ang nakakakilala sakin kesa sa kanilang lahat. Prend1, lagi ako natutuwa kapag pinapakita mo yung nakaka-asar pero cute mong smile. Buti nalang ka-text kita nung nagkaka-problema ako kay seryoso guy. Haha! Salamat sa mga panahon na andyan ka kapag kailangan ko ng sagot sa tanong ko. Sa pagpapatawa sakin pag stressed-out ako dahil sa mga ginagawa natin sa school. POWER! Haha! XD Prend2, ikaw yata ang pinaka-close ko sa inyong tatlo. Lagi ba naman kita kausap eh. Haha! Salamat sa pagsabay sa akin pag umuuwi ako sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fairview. Wag na wag mo sasabihin sa iba yung sinabi ko sa'yo ha? Haha! Wag ka mag-alala lahat ng sinabi mo sakin, hindi ko pagkakalat yun. Prend3, may crush ka pa rin ba sa jacket kong musicnotes? Haha! Salamat din sa pagsabay sakin pag umuuwi ako sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fairview. Masanay ka na rin kung minsan makulit ako. Ganyan lang talaga ako sa kaibigan ko. Marami ka pa ikukwento sakin! Haha! Galingan natin ngayon sa GenAna1! Pataobin natin si Dr.B! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. (Pag wala ka dito, malamang nasa taas ka.) Isang grupo kayo dito kaya lahat na ng gusto ko sabihin, go figure kung san ka dyan. :D Maraming salamat sa inyo. Nakilala na ko ni Kuya Mcdo dahil sa pang-aasar niyo! Haha! Na-touch ako sa cake. At ang sarap ng cake! Super! :D Ikaw, dahil ikaw ang kasabayan ko pauwi. Hindi ko feel na mag-isa lang ako pag andyan ka. Ikaw, kasi lagi ka andyan pa may gala. Tayo lang ata ang hindi nawawala sa gala noh? Haha! Saraaap mo talaga i-hug! :D Ikaw, dahil sayo naging loud mouth na rin ako. Lagi kasi pa-sigaw yung boses mo eh! :D Ikaw, kahit ayaw ko sayo ng una (at ganun ka rin pala sakin) nagkasundo parin tayo sa iisang bagay, ang Starbucks. Haha! Text ka lang pag Starbucks tayo ulet. Ikaw, kasi natuwa talaga ako sa opening mo nung birthday ko. Yung "jan-jaran-jan-jan!" with matching effort pa para marinig ng lahat! :) Ikaw, pag nakikita kita lagi kang badtrip. Pero natutuwa ako sayo pag minsan hindi ka maka-get over sa isang joke. Ang cute ng tawa mo eh. Nakakahawa. Haha! Ikaw, kasi small but terrible ka. Halimaw ka sa physics eh. Idol! Haha! Ikaw, dahil sa mabagal ka gumalaw, bumabagal din kaming lahat! Idol kita sa reporting. :D And lastly, to you, you're my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;foreign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friend that I got close with. Even we have di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ferent cultures, we still have same interests. To all, I love you guys so much. Hindi na naman tayo magkakasama. Basta pag may gala, text niyo lang ako. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm easy to please.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Photography and music. They're my li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.  I eat a lot. As in A LOT. Pero payat ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Masayahin akong tao. I love everything around me.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I love to smile. :D&lt;br /&gt;6.  Math. Math. Math! Bigay mo sakin ang Math problems mo, ako na sasagot.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I'm a techie person. Kaya ako ang gadget girl sa classroom namin. PSP, iPod, you name it, I got it. :)&lt;br /&gt;8.  Insomiac ako. Pero matakaw din ako sa tulog. :))&lt;br /&gt;9.  Lagi ako nakaharap sa computer. Kaya lagi akong online. Wag lang pag school days. Nasa dorm ako eh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;1.  Make me smile. Always. :)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Play an instrument &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for me. + points sa kakanta. Hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.  Surprise me with anything. Don't worry, mababaw ang kaligayahan ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Samahan mo ko pag kailangan ko ng kasama.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pilitin mo ko mag-simba. Yung tipong 8am mass. Mahirap akong mapasama sa ganyan Kasi tulog pa ko nyan. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;6.  Isang date. Yun lang. Sabi sayo mababaw ako eh. Hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;7.  Photoshoot! Samahan mo ko kahit digicam lang ang hawak mo. Mas maganda pag naka-SLR ka. :D&lt;br /&gt;8.  Bouquet o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;flowers. Kapag binigyan mo ko, ikaw ang unang-una magbibigay sakin ng mga bulaklak. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;1.   friends&lt;br /&gt;2.  My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.  Dear&lt;br /&gt;4.  My parents&lt;br /&gt;5.   Lovelife. :((&lt;br /&gt;6.  Con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fusing questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7.  Dentistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six little stupid things you want to happen to you before you die&lt;br /&gt;1.   Makapag-travel around the world!&lt;br /&gt;2.   Makapag-sky diving! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;3.  Makuha lahat ng pinaka-magandang gadgets sa mundo.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Maging pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fessional bowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.  Maging runway model. Haha! XD&lt;br /&gt;6.  Magkaroon ng art gallery. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five turn-offs&lt;br /&gt;1.  Nagyayabang sa maling lugar&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sobra kung uminom. Dapat sakto lang. :))&lt;br /&gt;3.  Walang sense kausap. Lalo na pag ino-open up ang topic na ayokong pag-usapan.&lt;br /&gt;4.   Smoker.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Grammar. Oo, wrong grammar. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four turn-ons&lt;br /&gt;1.  Musician. :D&lt;br /&gt;2.  With a sense o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f hunor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.  Smile. A type o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f smile I always loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4.  Gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three smiles that describes your life&lt;br /&gt;1. ǖǖ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;3.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you wish you never did&lt;br /&gt;1.  Ang gastusin ang pera ko sa mga bagay na hindi ko rin pala magugustuhan. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Ang hindi mag-aral kapag may oras ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One confession.&lt;br /&gt;1.  Makikita mo ko laging masaya, ang hindi mo lang alam, malungkot talaga ako minsan. Hindi lang halata.&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/3811402217932464866-488133469763527920?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/488133469763527920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=488133469763527920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/488133469763527920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/488133469763527920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/05/say-it-all_03.html' title='Say It All'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-5528775737788807928</id><published>2009-04-29T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:16:51.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Summer vacation na! Isang buwan na rin akong walang ginagawa. Gising-internet-kain-ligo-nood TV-tulog. Yan na ang naging routine ko. Katulad ng ginawa ko sa &lt;a href="http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/10/sembreaks.html"&gt;sembreak&lt;/a&gt; post ko, ililista ko rin ang mga gusto at dapat kong gawin ngayong summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simulan natin sa mga gusto kong gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapunta sa mga hindi ko pa napupuntahan. Tulad ng Boracay, Tagaytay, Baguio, Palawan. Maniwala ka man o hindi, hindi ko pa talaga napupuntahan ang mga yan. Ewan ko ba kung bakit. Wala oras siguro.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapunta sa ibang bansa. Kahit Asian countries pwede na. Malaysia, Macau, Indonesia. Lalo na sa Hong Kong. Shopping! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malaro sana ulit ang pinaka-mamahal kong character na si musicnotes. I really miss that girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I-update si Starbie(Starbucks planner) at ang iPod ko. Kailangan ko na naman ayusin ang playlists dun. Naluluma na yung mga kanta ko. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manood ng TV series sa DVD at Anime. Super nahihiligan ko na ang anime ngayon. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maging kapaki-pakinabang dito sa bahay namin. Wala na talaga kasi akong ginagawa eh. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag-swimming kasama ang mga kaibigan ko. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayusin ang cabinet ko. Ang gulo na ng mga damit ko eh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makipag-kita sa highschool friends ko at gumala na rin. Haha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ngayon naman ang mga dapat kong gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makakuha ng Driver's License. Para ako na ang magda-drive samin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapag-enroll. Sa wakas, Dentistry Proper student na ko! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maayos ulit an sleeping cycle ko. 3 am na ako natutulog, 12 noon na ko nagigising!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag-update ng lahat ng dapat i-update. Lalo na ang blog na to. Namiss ko ang blogsphere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumunta ng St. Lukes para sa dental check-up. Masyado akong naging busy sa school kaya may 2 months na rin ako hindi nakakapunta dun. Lagot akooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sa pagiging walang kwentang tao sa bahay, alin naman kaya dito ang mga nagawa ko na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakanood na ako ng TV series at anime. Natapos ko na ang Grey's Anatomy Season 4. Hanggang season 4 palang ako sa House. Napanood ko na rin ang anime na Ouran High School Host Club at Kamichama Karin. Ganyan talaga pag nasa bahay lang buong araw. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakapag-enroll na rin ako sa wakas. Dentistry Proper student na ko! YES! Pero sa section A parin ako. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa ngayon, hindi pa ko nakakakuha ng driver's license. Kasi laging automatic yung dina-drive ko. Hindi na ata ako marunong mag-manual. Baka hindi ko mapasa yung actual driving exam dun. Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang swimming? Pinaplano pa. Overnight daw! Yey! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa mga hindi ko pa napupuntahan, Tagaytay palang napupuntahan ko. Gusto ko bumalik dun! Sarap manirahan dun. Haha! Pupunta rin ako this May sa Palawan! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa Gusto ko mapuntahan sa ibang bansa, naka-plano palang ang Macau at Hong Kong. Wala kasi yung passport namin ng kambal ko. Nako, kung andito lang samin, matagal na kami umalis! Hahaha! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hindi ko pa naayos yung cabinet ko! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa wakas, may pakinabang na ako dito sa bahay namin. Ako ang dakilang taga-bayad ng bills. Ok lang yun sa akin sa dalawang dahilan. Una, Nakakalabas ako kahit papano. At pangalawa, akin ang magiging sukli ng binayaran kong bills. Hahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nakapunta na ko sa dentista ko. Pinagalitan ako. Kasalanan ko ba magkaroon ng tight schedule sa school? Hilain niya ko sa klase ko, pwede pa. Kaya ngayon, every 2 weeks na ko pinapapunta. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sa ngayon, medyo naayos ko na yung playlists ng iPod ko at ang mga dapat isulat kay Starbie. Pero kulang pa. Hindi pa tapos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos kalahati palang nagagawa ko. Hindi ko ata matatapos lahat to ah. Goodluck nalang sakin. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-5528775737788807928?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/5528775737788807928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=5528775737788807928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5528775737788807928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5528775737788807928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-6250328026615941398</id><published>2009-04-28T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:49:57.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoutouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Pre-Dent. Hello, Dentistry Proper!</title><content type='html'>Natapos na ang enrollment ko kanina lang. Kahit pala magpa-huli ako, section A parin ang bagsak ko. Oh well, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject Schedule for DMD 1-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;  07:00 -10:00           Microscopic Anatomy and Embryology Lab&lt;br /&gt;  10:00 -12:00           Dental History and Orientation&lt;br /&gt;  12:00 -13:00           BREAK&lt;br /&gt;  13:00 -15:00           Microscopic Anatomy and Embryology Lec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:    &lt;br /&gt;  08:00 -10:00          Oral Anatomy Lec&lt;br /&gt;  10:00 -11:30          Biochemistry Lec&lt;br /&gt;  11:30 -13:00          BREAK&lt;br /&gt;  13:00 -16:00          Oral Anatomy Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY:    &lt;br /&gt;  07:00 -10:00          Microscopic Anatomy and Embryology Lab&lt;br /&gt;  10:00 -11:30          Biochemistry Lec&lt;br /&gt;  11:30 -13:00          BREAK&lt;br /&gt;  13:00 -16:00          Oral Anatomy Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY and FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;  07:00 -10:00          General Anatomy I (Regional Anatomy) Lab&lt;br /&gt;  10:00 -11:30          General Anatomy I (Regional Anatomy)  Lec&lt;br /&gt;  11:30 - 13:00         BREAK&lt;br /&gt;  13:00 -16:00          Biochemistry Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough wala na ko magagawa sa section ko, marami naman ako nagustuhan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; New ID.&lt;/span&gt; Sa wakas. Mas presentable na yung picture ko dun. Ok lang kahit scan lang ng scan. haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; New uniform.&lt;/span&gt; Malalaman na ng buong school na isa akong Dentistry Proper student dahil sa aking uniform. Yes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; 6-day to 5-day schedule.&lt;/span&gt; Sa wakas, Monday to friday nalang pasok ko! Makakapagpahinga na ko ng Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; from 32 units, now 20.&lt;/span&gt; Nabawasan na ng maraming pa-epal na subjects ang schedule ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; from 10 subjects, now 5.&lt;/span&gt; Wow. Kalahati! Dito ako nagulat. Pero syempre, major silang lahat, so it won't be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt; No more PA-MAJOR subjects&lt;/span&gt;. Kasi lahat, major na. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~musicnoteslovestar&lt;br /&gt;23 April 2009 23:46&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/3811402217932464866-6250328026615941398?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/6250328026615941398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=6250328026615941398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6250328026615941398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6250328026615941398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-pre-dent-hello-dentistry-proper.html' title='Goodbye Pre-Dent. Hello, Dentistry Proper!'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-5603827069944835713</id><published>2008-12-06T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:33:32.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's My Wish List, Santa. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramdam na sa buong Pilipinas ang diwa ng pasko. Napuntahan ko ang blog ni &lt;a href="http://micropono.blogspot.com/"&gt;pey&lt;/a&gt; at nabasa ko ang kanyang wish list. Naisip ko, "Ano ba ang gusto ko ngayong pasko?". Sa sobrang excited sa pasko, nailista ko lahat ng gusto ko ngayong pasko. Materyal na bagay man o hindi, yun ang gusto ko. Eto ang sumusunod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Desktop computer.&lt;/span&gt; Sa lahat ng bahay, hindi siguro mawawala ang isang desktop computer. At dahil sa laptop lang ako nag-iinternet, gusto ko magkaroon ng sariling desktop computer. Ako kasi ang tipo ng taong mahilig sa online games kaya ang gusto kong computer ay yung game-compatible. Para mabilis ang paglalaro ko. Pwede na rin yung pang-photoshop para dun nalang ako mage-edit ng pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;. Nasabi ko kanina na may laptop kami sa bahay. Pero sa ate ko yun. Yung laptop naman namin, may virus. Tapos SOBRANG BAGAL pa. Gusto ko sana yung Sony VAIO. Kaso, Mahal siya. Kaya kahit ano nalang basta mabilis, maraming features, at handy, pwede na yun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Digital Single Lens Reflex Camera.&lt;/span&gt; In short, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt;. Eto ang pinaka-gusto ko sa lahat. Sa hindi nakaka-alam kung ano ang tinutukoy ko, ang DSLR ay isang camera na ginagamit ng photographers. Pwede mo lagyan ng lens ito kung malayo ang kinukuhanan mo. At pag dating sa output ng pictures, walang-wala ang digital cameras dito. Feel mo parang isang professional photographer ka dahil kahit baguhan ka pa lang, maganda ang magiging resulta ng pictures mo. Ok lang sakin kahit hindi pang-akin lang ang nasabing camera. Maging family camera siya, ok na sakin yun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isang mumurahing cellphone.&lt;/span&gt; nagulat ka ba hinihingi ko? lahat ng tao ngayon gusto ang cellphone nila yung maganda at maraming features. Pero sa akin gusto ko yung cellphone na katulad sa classmate ko. Mura siya at may isang feature siya na gustung-gusto ko: yung send later. Yung send later kasi mase-send niya yung message mo sa specific na time na gusto mo. So kung sakaling birthday mo at eksaktong 12midnight ako bumati, alam mo na kung anong cellphone ginagamit ko. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt; OK. parang hindi angkop ang wish na ito. Pero dahil 'wish list' lang naman siya, hindi naman siguro masama ang mangarap, diba? Maniwala man kayo o hindi, wala pa akong nagiging boyfriend sa buong buhay ko. haha :)) Masaya naman ako sa buhay single, pero naisip ko kung ano kaya ang feeling ng may boyfriend. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*parang tanga akong nagtatanong dito. para akong bata. XD* &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman ako nag-mamadali. Gusto ko lang maranasan kung ano ang feeling ng may isang boyfriend. haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starbucks' Planner.&lt;/strong&gt; Sa ngayon, Nakaka-14 stickers na ko. Konting gastos nalang, may starbucks planner na ko. Naghahanap pa rin ako ng Starbucks addict na hindi nagku-kumpleto ng 16 stickers. Hahatakin ko siya na mag-Starbucks at ako makakakuha ng sticker niya. hahaha :)) Halos 3 times a week na ako kung mag-Starbucks kasama ang college friends ko. Masaya naman kasi nagkakaroon kami ng bonding moment dahil hindi ko na sila nakakasama ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientific Calculator.&lt;/strong&gt; Kung kaklase kita, nakita mo na yung calculator ko na pinagtiya-tiyagaan ko. Hindi ako pwede mag-quiz sa mathematics at physics kapag wala akong source of light. Wala na battery ang calculator ko kaya solar power lang ang magpapagana sa calculator ko. At kung papalitan ko yung battery ng calculator ko, wala naman akong time. Gusto ko sana magkaroon ng calculator na hindi ako dedepende sa solar power. Ayoko ko na mag-tiyaga sa calculator na kailangan ko pa maghanap ng solar power para lang maka-compute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolates.&lt;/strong&gt; Sobrang mahilig ako sa chocolates. `Nuff said. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Books ni Stephenie Meyer.&lt;/strong&gt; Sa may gustong magbigay sakin ng books ni Stephenie Meyer, meron na akong Twilight. Ang wala nalang ako, New Moon, Eclipse, at Breaking Dawn. Ngayon ko lang nahiligan ang mga libro niya dahil ngayon lang ako nakahanap ng time para magbasa ng libro. Matagal ko na naririnig ang name ni Edward Cullen sa book readers, pero hindi ko alam kung saan libro ko siya mahahanap. &lt;em&gt;Sorry kung ngayon lang ako naging addict kay Edward Cullen. Kapag nai-imagine ko ang itsura niya, "wow. ang gwapo niya naman." haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, who doesn't? Kahit na nakikita ako ng mga kaibigan ko na lagi akong masaya, gusto ko naman na masaya ako para sa sarili ko. Madali lang naman akong pasayahin eh. Sa simpleng bagay na gawa na isang tao, masaya na ako dun. Basta nakikita ko ang effort niya, ok na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A warm hug.&lt;/strong&gt; Kasama pa ba to sa wish list? Para sa akin, oo. Ewan ko kung bakit gusto ko siya isama dito sa wishlist ko. Siguro gusto ko lang ulit naramdaman ang hug ng isang taong gustung-gusto ako i-hug dati. I miss the feeliing of being hugged by someone special to you.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namimiss ko na hug ni bf. Gusto ko na talaga siya i-hug! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magandang heasdet. &lt;/span&gt;Madali masira sakin ang headset. Disposable para sakin ang headset. Kahit anong headset ok lang sakin. As long as maganda ang quality at durable siya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High grades. &lt;/span&gt;Before ako grumaduate sa Associate in Arts-Preparatory Dentistry course ko, gusto ko sana magkaroon ng mataas na grades. Yung tipong pang-cum laude. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nangangarap* &lt;/span&gt;Basta high enough para maging proud ang magulang ko, ok na sakin yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car. &lt;/span&gt;Masyado na ata mataas ang pangarap ko dahil simama ko ito sa wishlist ko. Since marunong na ako mag-drive, gusto ko magkaroon ng sariling kotse. Dahil sa hirap ng buhay, yung mura lang yung gusto ko. Ok na sakin yung compact car na Chery. Mas ok kung Honda Jazz. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD's. &lt;/span&gt;Maraming-maraming DVD. Wala akong paki-elam kung original yan or pirated, basta DVD. Mahilig ako manood ng movies dati pa. Rented, Hiniram sa kaibigan, binili, lahat yan ginawa ko para lang makanood ng movie. TV series ang gustung-gusto kong panoorin ngayon dahil hindi mo mapipigil ang sarili mo na panoorin ang kasunod dahil mabibitin ka. Romance, comedy, lahat yan welcome sakin. English pa yan o ibang lenggwahe, papanoorin ko yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starbucks' tumbler. &lt;/span&gt;Gusto magkaroon ng Starbucks' tumbler na Christmas Edition. May tumbler na ako, Valentines edition naman siya. Gusto ko magkaroon ng bagong tumbler kasi para naman hindi ma-over use yung tumbler ko. Gusto ko yung tumbler na red tapos yung lid nya may red din. Pwede rin yung glitters na design tapos may hawakan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adidas Bahamas Track Top. &lt;/span&gt;Dapat hindi na ako humihingi ng jacket dahil may Philippine Track Top (yung sa Adidas na na-ban) naman na ako. Pero nagustuhan ko talaga ang jacket na to. Ang ganda kasi ng mga kulay niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace. &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ito kalokohan. Gusto ko magkaroon ng world peace. Ang dami na pangyayari dito sa mundo, at ang nagiging solusyon, kasamaan. Sana lumaganap sa buong mundo ang kapayapaan at manatili ito hindi lang ngayong pasko, kundi sana, habang buhay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dinami-dami ng hinihiling ko,  alin kaya dito ang matatanggap ko? :)&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/3811402217932464866-5603827069944835713?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/5603827069944835713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=5603827069944835713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5603827069944835713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/5603827069944835713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/12/heres-my-wish-list-santa.html' title='Here&apos;s My Wish List, Santa. :)'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-35232442769420056</id><published>2008-10-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:20:41.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoutouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Sembreaks</title><content type='html'>Labing-anim na araw akong nagbabakasyon mula nang matapos ang unang sem ng taong ito. Higit dalawang linggo na akong walang ginagawa sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano nga ba ang binalak kong gawin ngayong sembreak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang nabilang ko kung ilang araw akong makakpagpahinga, nailista ko ang mga ito dati dahil sobrang na-eexcite ako na papalapit na ang sembreak. Akalain mo, halos isang buwan akong makakapagpahinga. "Ayan. Magagawa ko ang gusto kong gawin ngayong sembreak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maglalaro ng online games. O2jam. Freestyle. Ragnarok Online. Bisitahin ang pinaka-mamahal kong character na si musicnotes. Nakaka-miss din pala siya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapag-aral ng driving. Para naman may pakinabang ako sabahay namin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ma-update ang aking blog at ma-publish ko na lahat ang drafts dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makipag-kita sa mga kaibigan ko noong highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maka-gala narin kasama sila.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapag-bonding ulit kasama ang pinaka-close kong kaibigan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumunta sa aking alma mater. Balita ko sobra ang pinagbago niya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Magkaroon sobrang daming tulog. Eto na ang pagkakataon para mabawi ko ang kulang na tulog ko. Hahaha. :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie marathons. TV series. Anime. Lahat na. Basta magandang panoorin pwede na sakin yun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kumain ng Marami. Hanggang ngayon, payat parin ako. Hindi parin ako nagkaka-laman. Kailangang tumaba ako!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kumain ng shawarma sa Lagro. Matagal ko na hindi ulit natitikman ang masarap na shawarmang yun. yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makapag-enroll para sa 2nd sem. Nako, papalapit na naman ang pasukan. Malapit narin ako grumaduate!! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero lumipas na ang labing-amin na araw, wala pa ata sa kalahati ang nagagawa ko dyan. Eto ang nagawa ko at ang mga dahilan kung bakit hindi ko pa siya nagagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakapaglaro na ako ng online games. Maraming beses na rin. Pero hindi ko pa rin nabibisita si musicnotes. Nakaka-miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa driving, nakakuha na ako ng student's permit. Pero hindi ko na na-uumpisahan ang pag-aaral ng driving. Kahit isa, wala. hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Na-update ko na ang blog ko. 'nuff said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hindi pa kami nakakapag-kita ng highschool friends ko. Pinaplano na rin namin ang mga gala namin bago magsimula ang pasukan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakapag-bonding na kami ng close friends ko. Pero kulang pa yun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa foundation day na ako pupunta sa alma mater ko. At kapag may magandang camera na ako. (DSLR!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa ngayon, Nababawi ko naman ang kulang na tulog ko. May bago naman akong problema ngayon, ang maka-tulog nang maaga. hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayos naman ang pinapanood ko ngayon. Hindi ako nabibitin sa storya niya. Sana matapos ko siya bago magsimula ang klase.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kumakain ako ng marami. Marami talaga. Pero hindi ko alam kung tumataba ako. hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hindi ko pa napupuntahan ung shawarmahan sa Lagro. Wala kasi akong kasama eh. Kalungkot naman pag ako lang mag-isa di ba?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakapag-enroll na ko. Pero minalas na naman ako ulit. Sa susunod ko nalang iku-kwento.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, yan palang nagagawa ko sa nakalipas na higit sa dalawang linggo. Nakakalungkot isipin, kulang pa ang kailangan kong gawin. Kailangan ko mag-adjust ulit para sa section na papasukan ko. Kailangan ko rin ma-ayos ang sleeping cycle ko. Hay nako. Ang dami ko pang kailangang ayusin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matatapos ko kaya lahat ng ito?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-35232442769420056?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/35232442769420056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=35232442769420056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/35232442769420056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/35232442769420056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/10/sembreaks.html' title='Sembreaks'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-2480358565453753831</id><published>2008-10-24T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:10:29.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoutouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Kina-kailangan ko na i-upadate ang blog at ang sarili ko</title><content type='html'>"i uupdate mo pa ba to? hahah! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan ang tanong sakin ng kaibigan ko nung tinignan ko ulit ang aking blog.  Tanong ng isang blogger na ngayon lang din nakapag-update ng kanyan blog.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Oo nga noh.  I-uupdate ko pa ba to?"&lt;/span&gt; Dapat lang. Kaya nga ako gumawa ng blog eh. Para ma-update ang sarili ko, Matagal narin kasi ako nakapag-post ng blog. Matagal narin kasi ako naka-isip ng matinong susulatin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang dami-dami nangyayari sakin. Pero bakit wala akong maisulat kahit isa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oo nga. Matagal-tagal na nga. Marami akong drafts dito sa blog ko. As in, madami. Ginaganahan naman akong magsulat. Pero kapag nasa tapat na ako ng kompyuter, blanko na ang utak ko. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit. Sa sobrang dami na nangyayari sakin, hindi ko alam kung ano ang uunahin ko. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na. Susulat na ko. Hindi ko siya pinapangako. Pero susulat ako. Isa sa mga araw na lilipas, meron narin kayong mababasa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woot. Special mention ka Chabs. haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3811402217932464866-2480358565453753831?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/2480358565453753831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=2480358565453753831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2480358565453753831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2480358565453753831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/10/kina-kailangan-ko-na-i-upadate-ang-blog.html' title='Kina-kailangan ko na i-upadate ang blog at ang sarili ko'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-6983396020660672117</id><published>2008-06-29T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:01:28.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Quick Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dragover="true"&gt;Hey. I'm back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I haven't updated my blog. It's been a very busy week for me. You know, school works. I'll just give quick update about what happened to me this past few weeks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last days of May:&lt;br /&gt;- being alone at Starbucks, I managed to write up a story. It may seem unrealistic. But it's based on experience. I made it creative so that it really never happened. And I now love that story. I'll try to post it on July or on August. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of June:&lt;br /&gt;- I accompanied my elder sister to go to my dentist as I had my monthly check-up too. I am the assistant of my dentist when my elder sister got her tooth extracted. She taught me some tips on making cast and extracting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week of June:&lt;br /&gt;- Classes started. I know, too early for school. :) At first, I was alone because I was accidentally given a wrong set of schedule. So, new classmates. New friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( nothing important happened on the third week of June. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week of June:&lt;/div&gt;- Pre-dent orientation. Ate Kim and Kuya Chai's birthday. :) more bonding moments with my new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SILc9y4fLfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pybVOBaZc40/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SILc9y4fLfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pybVOBaZc40/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224981471892024818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First week of July:&lt;br /&gt;- 01 July 2008. School orgs. School orgs. Our section represented the ISA or the International Students Association. So we dressed up some national costumes. And some of us don't have costumes (and i'm one of them. haha :D ), so we dressed as pink top and pants. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture: Anna, Patricia, Steph, Karen, Toniya, Jacq, Michie,Mitch, Chao. :D&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at the corridor of Information Science Center. The whole building was air-conditioned. So we just stayed there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these events, there's something that still bothers me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still need a motivation to go to school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can someone give me one? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-6983396020660672117?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/6983396020660672117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=6983396020660672117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6983396020660672117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/6983396020660672117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-updates.html' title='Quick Updates.'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/SILc9y4fLfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pybVOBaZc40/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-2650819695607811499</id><published>2008-05-23T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:04:27.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo moments'/><title type='text'>emo moment = blogpost :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My so-called 'emo moment' strikes again.It makes me think for a while and make a long quote. Well, it may not be as long as you expect. But I think it's worth reading. Some parts of it came from the quotes I had read. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;said to myself that someday I'll post it on my blog. So here it is. It has no title yet. If you have anything in mind, just comment. And maybe, your suggestion will be the title of it. Hope you guys like it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"(still untitled)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    I'm happy with my life. I don't have any worries. No sleeping problems. I'm contented just the way my life goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But just this day, as i was walking along the busy streets, I saw a couple. They're so happy at each other's presence. Meaningful smiles. Holding hands. A warm hug. A kiss on the cheek. Sweet? Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then I realized, it's true that I'm contented. But, from the last thing I saw, that made me somehow feel, incomplete. Maybe they're right. I thought I'm better off alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now, I have many sleepless nights. Sometimes, you will find me sitting all alone. Lonely. Motionless. Looking far away. Speechless. Thinking deeply. Wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sometimes I wonder, does he really exist? I mean, is really someone out there for me? If he's here, then why we never get the chance to see each other?Is he too busy for work and doesn't know that I'm here, waiting for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is he?&lt;/span&gt; I said to myself. When will be the time that I will be like that? Happy in the arms of someone who loves me for what I am. When will I feel the happiness when I'm with him that can maybe make me feel complete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As I look at the celestial horizon tonight, I wish that he and I will cross paths someday, somewhere. I know he's there. He's just a dream away. Maybe, just maybe, he's dreaming of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-musicnoteslovestar&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/3811402217932464866-2650819695607811499?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/2650819695607811499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=2650819695607811499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2650819695607811499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2650819695607811499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/emo-moment-blogpost-d.html' title='emo moment = blogpost :D'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-780942515883340113</id><published>2008-05-20T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:46:39.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoutouts'/><title type='text'>one rage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Naranasan mo na ba yung isang araw na kahit ilang text mo sa isang tao, ni isang reply niya wala? May load naman siya. Postpaid pa nga siya eh. Pero bakit ganun? Wala ako natanggap. Kahit isa. Wala. Nakakainis di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nakilala lang siyang bago, nag-iba na ang pakikitungo niya sakin. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nasabi ko sa sarili ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Maganda naman kasi ata yung nakilala niya. At alam kong wala akong laban. Hindi naman ako maganda eh, tanggap ko yun. Kaya malamang, siya ang pipiliin niya at hindi ako.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi na siya yung dating nakaka-usap ko lagi. Yung madaling lapitan. Yung tipong isang text mo lang, mag-rereply na siya agad. Sobrang biglaan yung hindi niya pagpaparamdam sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tumigil ka nga muna. Mag-isip ka mabuti.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman ako pwedeng magalit. Ay mali. Hindi dapat ako magalit sa kanya dahil wala naman akong sapat na dahilan para magalit sa kanya. Pero bakit ganun siya? Wala naman akong ginagawa sa kanyang masama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinubukan kong makalimutan siya sa isang buwan. Binura ko lahat, as in LAHAT ng numbers niya sa cellphone ko. Sumunod, naka-permanent invisible ako sakanya ngayon sa YM(yahoo messenger) para hindi niya ako makita. Para naman mamiss niya ako di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa paglipas ng ilang linggo, naisip ko na parang mali ata yung ginagawa ko. Kasi parang walang epekto sa kanya lahat ng ginawa ko. Ako pa ata etong nakakamiss sa kanya. Hindi siya. Hindi nya ako namimiss. Ang masaklap pa dun, yung laging kasama niya ngayon, yun pa yung namimiss niya. Masakit pakinggan di ba? Grabe naman yun. Ginagawa ko lahat ng paraan para mamiss niya ako kahit isang beses lang. Pero, ibang tao parin yung namimiss niya. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nakakalungkot. Nakakainis. Nakakabwisit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ngayon, masasabi ko na masaya na ko dahil alam kong masaya naman siya sa 'pag-ibig' niya. Pero hindi ko maiwasan na minsan, iniisip ko siya, kasama ng lahat ng masasayang araw na kasama ko siya. Nakakalungkot mang isipin, pero hindi ko na ito maibabalik pa. Hinihintay ko nalang ang panahon na babalik siya, kung saan niya ako iniwan. Kung hindi man bukas, baka sa susunod na araw, andyan na siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lahat ng masasayang araw na magkakasama kami, tinatago ko iyon. Dahil masaya kaming dalawa noon. At yun lang ang nagbibigay sakin ng dahilan para mabuhay ng masaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From a TV show. (I made some revisions. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-780942515883340113?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/780942515883340113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=780942515883340113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/780942515883340113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/780942515883340113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-rage.html' title='one rage.'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-358295006403476659</id><published>2008-05-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:10:07.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievements'/><title type='text'>new close friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up at 11:30 am today. First, I checked my phone. It has 5 new messages (I think). Then, I made a group message to be sent to my friends. After sending it, 2 of my friends replied. One was Chabs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“text mo daw un kay kuya xD 09*********.&lt;/span&gt; " He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I gave the same message to kuya Chai. The other one was Kenneth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“wow dentista na. pm tayo pwede?” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“sure. “&lt;br /&gt;“may itatanong lang, nagka-bf kn ba?”&lt;br /&gt;“unfortunately, hindi pa. &lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; bakit mo natanong?”&lt;br /&gt;”wala lang. hihingi &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sana&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; ako ng payo eh.”&lt;br /&gt;“ano problem mo? Maybe I can help. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then he gave me his problem. I gave some advices that can help him to make a decision. I really don’t know where I got my advices to him. After some advices, I let him think on what he should do about his problem. He thanked me for what I did. After that, we changed the topic and talked about something else. Then, the rain fell and electricity turned down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tara Pat, ligo tayo sa ulan.” &lt;/span&gt;He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We went outside. We searched for our friends within the subdivision. We found them at the basketball court. I sat at the bench and watched them play basketball in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Hala, humihina na yung ulan. Uuwi na nga ako.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I said that to myself while watching them for 2 hours. He asked me if I’ll go home. I said yes. Our friend joined us and we went home. I took a shower and washed my clothes. Then he texted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“tapos ka na? badtrip nung umalis tayo, biglang lumakas yung ulan.”&lt;br /&gt;“oo nga eh. Badtrip. Ay teka. May ibibigay ako sayong quote. Tatamaan ka promise.”&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I gave him a quote about his current problem. He also gave a quote. His quote was nice. Then I realized that I found myself a new close friend. We weren’t close friends before. But now, after what happened this day, I understand him better and we became close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have found new friend. Wow. New achievement.&lt;/span&gt; I said to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nagkaroon nanaman ako ng isang kaibigan na aalagan ko. Isang kaibigan na pahahalagahan. Sa dinami-dami na ng kaibigan ko, hindi ko lubos maisip na iwan sila. Mahirap kasi eh. Masakit sa parte nila. Ikaw ba naman, iwan ka ng kaibigan mo ng walang rason. Parang hindi naman tama yun diba? Syempre, magtataka ka kung bakit iniwan ka niya. Wala ka naman ginagawa masama. Nangyari na kasi sakin ang iwanan ng isang kaibigan. Oo, Masakit. Mahirap. Pero kinaya ko dahil hindi naman dun natatapos ang buhay ko. Kailangan ituloy ang buhay. Marami pa akong kaibigan na andyan pa. Kaya kung maari, inaalagaan ko ang mga kaibigan ko. Para madama nila na sila'y importante. Hindi binabalewala. Ikaw ba, ilan kaibigan mo sa mundong ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lahat ba sila pinahalagahan mo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have many friends in this world. The question is, are they true to you? &lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-358295006403476659?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/358295006403476659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=358295006403476659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/358295006403476659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/358295006403476659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-close-friend.html' title='new close friend'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-1606041673397227586</id><published>2008-05-12T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:00:05.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo moments'/><title type='text'>One rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maganda ang gising ko nun dahil kumpleto nanaman ang tulog ko at hindi masyadong mainit ang panahon. Pero pagkalipas ng ilang oras, dumidilim na ang kalangitan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nako, parang malakas ang ulan ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; nasabi ko sa sarili ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At yun na nga, bumuhos na ang ulan na kanina pa pilit na dinadala ng mga ulap. Dumaan sa akin ang isang malakas na hangin. Malamig. Masarap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Maliligo ako sa ulan. Tama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Niyaya ko ang aking pinsan na maligo sa ulan dahil nasabi niya rin sakin na kailangan niyang linisin yung drum ng tubig. Naligo na kami sa ulan at nilinis na namin yung drum. Tapos lumabas ako ng bahay dahil niyaya ako ng kaibigan ko na lumabas. Hinanap namin yung iba namin kaibigan. Nahanap namin sila sa basketball court. Umupo lang ako sa bench ng court at pinapanood sila maglaro. Binabantayan ko rin yung kasama naming batang babae. Nilapitan ko siya at kinausap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"dear, ok ka lang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"opo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hindi ka ba nilalamig?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"hindi po."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"ah. ok. dun lang ako sa bench pag kailangan mo ako ha? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pagkalipas ng ilang minuto, nagulat ako dahil may lumapit na lalaki sa bata. Naku, sino kaya yun? Tinignan ko ulit para malaman ko kung sino nga talaga iyon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ngek, si aya lang pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; At nung tinitigan ko silang dalawa, nasabi ko nalang sa sarili ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wow. ang cute naman nila. Parang daddy siya tapos ung girl, daughter niya. Hala, ako momnmy?! hahaha *laughs* . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Napatigil ako sa ilusyong iyon dahil napatingin sa sakin ang kahibigan ko at tinanong niya kung bakit tumatawa ako mag-isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Siguro dalawang oras din akong naligo sa ulan. Bumalik na ko sa bahay. Tumambay lang ako sa terrace ng bahay namin at umupo doon ng ilang minuto. Pinikit ko ang aking mga mata at tumingala ako sa langit. Hinayaan kong tumama sa aking mukha ang mga patak ng ulan. Masarap. Matagal ko na rin hindi nadarama ito. Taon na rin ang nakakalipas mula nung naligo ako sa ulan kasama ang mga kaibigan ko. Masarap sa pakiramdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muli, nagsama-sama kami sa isang gawain na gustong-gusto naming gawin kahit noong musmos palang kami, ang maligo sa ulan. Kapag nakakasama ko sila, laging tumatama sa aking isipan ang mga pangyayari noong maliliit palang kami. Lahat ng takbuhan, takutan, kasiyahan, paglalaro sa labas hanggang 12 ng gabi, pagiging masunurin para lang makakain ng champorado, pagtatambay namin lahat sa iisang bahay, at marami pang iba. Naisip ko, kailan kaya mangyayari ito muli? Pa-unti unti na silang nawawala sa aming subdivision. Kaya konti nalang namin magka-kaibigan. Sila parin kaya ang makaksama ko kapag nangyari ito? Makakahanap pa kaya kami ng pagkakataon para magawa muli ito? Hindi ko hawak ang kapalarang ito, pero ang tanging hiling ko ay sana, sila parin ang kasama ko hanggang sa huling paglusong ko sa ulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay sarap isipin na may kasama sa buhay pag umulan.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- sukob na by 17-28 (i did some revisions :] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3811402217932464866-1606041673397227586?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/1606041673397227586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=1606041673397227586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/1606041673397227586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/1606041673397227586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-rainy-day.html' title='One rainy day'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-2725043329916067622</id><published>2008-05-11T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:58:54.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special day'/><title type='text'>my mother. her special day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May 11, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ngayon ang isa sa pinaka-espesyal na araw sa nanay natin. Dahil ngayon ipinagdiriwang natin ang mothers day, Isang araw para pahalagahan at pasalamatan ang ating ina sa mga ginagawa nila upang tayo ay lumigaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kahapon pa namin ipinagdiwang ang mothers day dahil ayaw namin makisabay sa daang-daang pamilya na pupunta sa SM bukas para ipagdiwang ito. Kumain kami sa labas at bumili ng mga kailangan sa bahay. Kaya nasa bahay lang kami buong araw ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip-isip ko, ngayon lang ba dapat tayo magpasalamat sa mga ginawa sa atin ng ating ina? Sa sobrang dami ng ginawa sa atin ng ating ina, sapat ba ang isang araw? Sa labingwalong taon ko dito sa mundong ito, sapat ba iyon para pahalagahan ang nanay ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati feel ko hindi ako mahal ng nanay ko kasi hindi niya binibigay yung mga gusto ko. Sabi ko pa nga sa sarili ko: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano ba naman 'to si mama. minsan lang ako kung payagan sa mga events namin magkakaibigan. pero bakit si ate palaging pinapayagan?&lt;/span&gt; Pero nung nag-usap-usap kami magkakaibigan tungkol sa aming nga ina, nasabi ng isang kaibigan ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"swerte mo dyan sa nanay mo kasi lahat naman ng gusto mo, binibigay niya. tulad ng mga gadgets mo, kami ba may ganyan? wala di ba? At sobrang bait ng nanay mo samin. Parang anak ang turing niya samin. At kaya naman minsan hindi nya binibigay ang gusto mo kasi nag-aalala siya sayo. Baka mapahamak ka. Syempre ayaw niya mangyari yun diba? Kaya pasalamat ka sa nanay mo. Sobrang swerte mo parekoi. :)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Simula noon, araw-araw ng buhay ko lagi ako nagpapasalamat sa Panginoon dahil binigyan niya ako ng isang ina na napaka-aruga. Isang ina na kahit subsob na sa trabaho, hindi niya hinahayaan ang kanyang anak at tinatawagan ka upang malaman niya kung ok ka. Isang ina na kahit hindi niya sinasabing mahal ka niya, alam mo na higit pa ito sa nararamdaman mo. Isang ina na ipagmamalaki mo sa buong mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud ako dahil isa ako sa may inang ganyan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy mothers day to my beloved mom! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;and also to your mother. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you mom. and you know it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Loving you is like food to my soul. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3811402217932464866-2725043329916067622?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/2725043329916067622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=2725043329916067622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2725043329916067622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/2725043329916067622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-mother-her-special-day.html' title='my mother. her special day.'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3811402217932464866.post-3342695382831904928</id><published>2008-05-11T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:58:07.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><title type='text'>new blog. new me. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Waking up at noon,  watching TV, eating, taking a shower, internet browsing, chatting with friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;playing RO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sleeping at 3am, period. That's my daily routine. I can't believe I'm doing those every day and night. Everything was the same, until last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I stopped playing RO by 1am.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll stop playing early today. For a change,&lt;br /&gt; I guess.&lt;/span&gt; The, I went to my last blog site. While I was reading my old blog posts, I realized something.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to start something new. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's right. I'll start a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bute nalang OL pa si Chabs. May tutulong sakin. &lt;/span&gt;I said to myself. He was making a new template for his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bubuhayin ko muli ang blog ko."&lt;/span&gt; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bute naman. maganda yan. tulungan mo nga ako. I was planning to start a new blog. :) "&lt;br /&gt;"cge. sa blogger ka na mag-start. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He helped me to create my new blog. And here it is! It's not yet presentable compared to other bloggers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey I'm new here. Later on, I can create a template on my own, maybe. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow. new blog. new screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;My very first post. :)&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/3811402217932464866-3342695382831904928?l=musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/feeds/3342695382831904928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3811402217932464866&amp;postID=3342695382831904928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3342695382831904928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3811402217932464866/posts/default/3342695382831904928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicnoteslovestar.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blog-new-me.html' title='new blog. new me. :)'/><author><name>musicnoteslovestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331035589053520147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NMgfUUJsto/TJOMf3bBQ8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r-J6jZYUN7o/S220/IMG_2569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
