<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 10:20:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>scars and souvenirs.</title><description></description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-2827796619816676702</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 02:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T02:25:33.130Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litoldeal.blogspot.com"&gt;season three!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-2827796619816676702?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/08/season-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-2982558636289085673</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-09T03:37:33.121Z</atom:updated><title>slideshows no more</title><description>&lt;div&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://cs45.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/484ca57b36244af7/46928cc5788deb29/1df7fb15/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-2982558636289085673?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/06/slideshows-no-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4815107479534120975</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 05:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-01T05:49:08.201Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lost Generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-4815107479534120975?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost-generation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-6268044398113438240</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-22T13:13:14.801Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the mumu returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/SDVuf4dIoQI/AAAAAAAAATI/2nksW11i3v8/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/SDVuf4dIoQI/AAAAAAAAATI/2nksW11i3v8/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203186438506062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;move over Anck Su Namun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i am obviously bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/SC-eH-O_eKI/AAAAAAAAATA/KySGNGyvblA/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-6268044398113438240?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/05/mumu-returns.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/SDVuf4dIoQI/AAAAAAAAATI/2nksW11i3v8/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-2558966963690733797</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-13T13:59:56.733Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;love em or hate em..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found these at &lt;a href="http://www.geeksugar.com/"&gt;geeksugar&lt;/a&gt;. recycled capacitor earrings sold at digiBlings where all the jewelry they're selling are made from electronic parts. im not really sure if id like wearing them. but i definitely like the citrus colors.O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/1/15111/15_2008/citrus%20earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/1/15111/15_2008/citrus%20earrings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;                                        Yellow monolithic ceramic and orange ceramic disc capacitors hang from metal hoops to create these earrings. Length is 2 1/8" from top of earwire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.21650921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.21650921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;                                        25 pretty green resistors hang from a metal chain. The center section of resistors hangs 2.5" from chain. Necklace length is 18" (can be adjusted, please specify during checkout), and closes with a lobster clasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10207444"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwe, gtg. work starts again tomorrow. *sigh*&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10207444"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-2558966963690733797?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-em-or-hate-em.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4382137661428131004</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T15:44:51.003Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y297/sandejas/MCR%20press%20con/_MG_7392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y297/sandejas/MCR%20press%20con/_MG_7392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someday, will dye and cut my hair just like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo credit: &lt;a href="http://dollyrockmuse.livejournal.com/"&gt;Dolly Rock Muse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-4382137661428131004?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/someday-will-die-and-cut-my-hair-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-6917703265141791711</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T15:31:52.422Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>i owe imah this one..O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 7 deadly sins meme:&lt;br /&gt;1. wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you last get angry with?&lt;br /&gt;uhmm, i guess i'm the same with imah here. i seldom get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you last get pissed of with?&lt;br /&gt;just now, with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;who was the last person who got really angry at you?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily?&lt;br /&gt;uhmm, i keep them for a day. then i would totally forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sloth&lt;br /&gt;what is one thing you're suppose to do daily that you haven't done in a long time?&lt;br /&gt;have 8 hours of sleep. *looking forward for summer too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the latest you've ever woken up?&lt;br /&gt;9am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who have you been meaning to contact, but haven't?&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend chit. long story but i really miss talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today?&lt;br /&gt;3 times. thats why i always set the alarm at least an hour before the supposed waking up time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. gluttony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meat eater?&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting, outing or event?&lt;br /&gt;dont drink. have a very low alcohol tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever used a professional diet company?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many people have seen you completely naked?&lt;br /&gt;in my lifetime? about 10 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever caught yourself staring at the chest / crotch of a member of you gender of choice during a normal conversation?&lt;br /&gt;uhmm..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats your fave part of the body?&lt;br /&gt;thigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever made a proposition with a prostitute?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you had $1 million, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;buy a dslr, splurge it on clothes and  techie stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you rather be rich, or famous?&lt;br /&gt;if i have to choose, id rather be rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the one thing that you've done that you're most proud of?&lt;br /&gt;learn to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you like to accomplish in you life?&lt;br /&gt;im pretty lost right now. so maybe having direction would be an accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you today that you're proud of?&lt;br /&gt;uhmm..nothing. bummed around today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. envy&lt;br /&gt;if you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be?&lt;br /&gt;micah sanders, that kid on heroes who can talk to anything electronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wished you had a different physical feature?&lt;br /&gt;definitely yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagging anyonebored.O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-6917703265141791711?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-owe-imah-this-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-923046366839305909</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-23T11:57:00.242Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>friends are rejoicing at this very moment, having finally finished college. i am stuck at home though, "studying". i still have final exams after holy week and unlike my friends, ill still be taking exams for the next year or so. *boo* a lot of things happened, a lot of bad and some good. i probably wouldn't graduate on time.  i have to take that in little by little. i guess ill just have to make the most out of my school life. unless something happens. *wishwish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtJjBxiI/AAAAAAAAASY/_c90olhR9K8/s1600-h/1_159048198l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtJjBxiI/AAAAAAAAASY/_c90olhR9K8/s320/1_159048198l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180903963783972386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtZjBxjI/AAAAAAAAASg/kjKdv1Awvtc/s1600-h/1_379896508l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtZjBxjI/AAAAAAAAASg/kjKdv1Awvtc/s320/1_379896508l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180903968078939698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtpjBxkI/AAAAAAAAASo/CTkhFyumQZc/s1600-h/1_586745312l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtpjBxkI/AAAAAAAAASo/CTkhFyumQZc/s320/1_586745312l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180903972373907010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(L-R: ritzie, kitin and awen, cheeky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congratulations everyone! good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passed my ES 92 and ECE 122 already. *whew* now, 3 more subjects to pray for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26832067-923046366839305909?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends-are-rejoicing-at-this-very.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R-ZEtJjBxiI/AAAAAAAAASY/_c90olhR9K8/s72-c/1_159048198l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-376400068733849919</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-16T10:45:41.748Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>prayers, prayers, prayers and more prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-376400068733849919?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/prayers-prayers-prayers-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-5541970417068095984</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-02T14:05:51.485Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. body's aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung hindi lang ako pagod, i'd seriously kill myself and everyone else in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t! why won't our transmitter work?!? when everyone elses worked? sh*t talaga! tapos kami pa ang naghirap maghanap nang pinakamahirap na parts, nagpabili lang sila!!!! why?!?! and no ones helping us! isa isa silang nawala when they got what they needed. DAMN! i feel SOOO used..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaay.. i have to keep my fingers crossed on this one.. wish our transmitter miraculously works tomorrow. *cross all fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-5541970417068095984?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4760705146328839700</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-02T14:27:50.919Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>i have once again proven that God is good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously when im in deep shit. He doesn't just pull me out but showers me with soooo many blessings too..just like what happened today.. a groupmate lost a very valuable component for our transmitter and that component can only be bought in cebu..so gastos nanaman if we have it shipped to us. also its shitloads of hassle. hassle. hassle. hassle. so yeah. i've given up hope of finding it. and was about to wire the money when lo and behold the groupmate found the component in the trashcan. yep, heard it right. trash. can. God is seriously GOOD! no make that GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i learned another thing...totoo pala talaga ang kasabihan "one man's trash is another man's treaure" ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-4760705146328839700?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-once-again-proven-that-is-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-5964357857517755185</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 07:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-02T14:31:48.677Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-293.friendster.com/e1/photos/39/29/17809293/1_567653751l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-293.friendster.com/e1/photos/39/29/17809293/1_567653751l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you EARL!&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/26832067-5964357857517755185?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-earl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-8834610401986812707</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 07:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-17T06:35:57.801Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day today and im alone. was planning to go out with jil but the weather was acting up so we had to cancel our plans. but i dont mind. love ko naman ang rain eh. this must be the universes way of telling me that he loves me too! heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels great to be alone for once on valentines day. wala lang MASAYA. society can be harsh to the singles and unattached especially on valentines day. but what the heck, celebrate your single blessedness. bee HAPPY. send yourself flowers, kumanta kahit wala sa tono, sumayaw kahit walang tugtog, tumawa hangang kabagin ka, spread the looooooooove! celebrate the good times, it will keep you sane! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to myself and to everyone else, i love you!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-8834610401986812707?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-you-valentines-day-today-and-im-alone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4672950363793324699</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T10:38:29.825Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>one exam down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was scanning through the questions when i got the paper. thinking to myself, you can do this, kaya mo yan, kayanin mo! and lo and behold, three out of four sa questions alam ko. wee! ang saya talaga. i didnt bother na to answer the last question kasi hindi ko talaga inaral yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a really good start this semester. sana talaga tuloy tuloy na. naniniwala na talaga ako sa positive vibes. optimism. whatever you call it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more exams to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circuits2 on sunday. sana maging ok din. *cross fingers and toes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-4672950363793324699?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-exam-down.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-507628748977340532</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T11:02:05.741Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cashback.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nudity aside the movie is definitely unique. and me being suckers for anything romantic. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Willis: Once upon a time, I wanted to know what love was. Love is there if you want it to be. You just have to see that it's wrapped in beauty and hidden away in between the seconds of your life. If you don't stop for a minute, you might miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;nwe, something positive for the first day of the year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do not worry about failures, for failures are there not to make us weak, but to make us strong. It should never be a hindrance to your success. Instead, it should be a gateway to accomplishing great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-507628748977340532?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2008/01/cashback.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4705442326832626311</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 15:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T15:20:48.584Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;NY eve was a puh-retty good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, wala hibernate lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158668140543748738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dFV488KoI/AAAAAAAAARU/L1f612LtkHQ/s320/1_539263013l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, it was time to have fun.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one lucky girl. If there's one thing I am really "mayabang" about is the fact that I have these four girls as friends!!!And when i say friends, not just people you "hang with" but real and solid friendships! Meaningful connections that have really touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNlY88KpI/AAAAAAAAARc/CMnQ7Zh-X0E/s1600-h/PC310388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158677202924743314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNlY88KpI/AAAAAAAAARc/CMnQ7Zh-X0E/s320/PC310388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hear no evil, speak no evil, smell no evil, feel no evil, see no evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNmY88KqI/AAAAAAAAARk/nEZ7zph9OTw/s1600-h/P1100048.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158677220104612514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNmY88KqI/AAAAAAAAARk/nEZ7zph9OTw/s320/P1100048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;free advertising baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNm488KrI/AAAAAAAAARs/dEhsGFWBQXc/s1600-h/P1090910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158677228694547122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dNm488KrI/AAAAAAAAARs/dEhsGFWBQXc/s320/P1090910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;peacelabenrakenrol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dXY488KsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/cV2CGuySmOo/s1600-h/1_412707455l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158687983292656322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dXY488KsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/cV2CGuySmOo/s320/1_412707455l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;great, big WITCH hug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dXZY88KtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JI0BJ6Rct8I/s1600-h/1_886990002l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158687991882590930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dXZY88KtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JI0BJ6Rct8I/s320/1_886990002l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;look!! beggars!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;meet-ups like this keeps me sane, i should do this more often..hehehe..^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;start it w/ a bang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-4705442326832626311?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year-had-fun-kanina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R5dFV488KoI/AAAAAAAAARU/L1f612LtkHQ/s72-c/1_539263013l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-91924222695909274</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 09:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-26T09:18:46.643Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>i saw aisa today. she was shopping for clothes. i on the otherhand was just wandering around. i didn't expect to see her. not now, not today. there's nothing wrong with her, nothing wrong with us either. i just wanted to hide from everyone. less talk, less mistake, zero visibility, zero chance to be seen as well. i don't know how long this self-imposed house arrest will last. all i know is, it feels safe for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-91924222695909274?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-saw-aisa-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-4056799470436582408</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-25T10:39:18.044Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R3Dcx3Q2qrI/AAAAAAAAARE/MhaozqalyGA/s1600-h/PICT00053+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R3Dcx3Q2qrI/AAAAAAAAARE/MhaozqalyGA/s400/PICT00053+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147857123290819250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas from my family to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(L-R: little sis, me, mom and dad)&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/26832067-4056799470436582408?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-from-my-family-to-yours.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/R3Dcx3Q2qrI/AAAAAAAAARE/MhaozqalyGA/s72-c/PICT00053+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-1705014045288078261</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 14:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-26T08:57:22.929Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;better days..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strangely, after feeling lethargic and low since school started, i all of sudden have tons of good-ass energy in me. seriously. i have no idea where all of this is coming from. i feel happy, giddy and energized. like that bunny in a battery commercial. maybe it has something to do with the holidays. december is definitely the best time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;week highlight: batch swimming!!c:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was fun. and the food was amazingly great. im actually good in budgeting ei.^^ pictures to follow..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-1705014045288078261?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/better-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-5564085510889612038</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-26T08:43:28.612Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;enchanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt just that after watching the movie. walt disney did it again! it makes you sigh and wonder if theres anything like the true loves kiss. "i've been dreaming of a true loves kiss..." bwahahaha. kilig overdose! ok nuf said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-5564085510889612038?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-3747495559789436467</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T00:55:25.524Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; this came off a chain mail..super laugh trip..hehehe..wala lang masulat na matino..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast.. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past.. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. "Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don't want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe her anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said iketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's our of our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-3747495559789436467?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/12/hilarious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-1837130134425492813</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 03:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-30T04:00:04.804Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eh, i just stumbled into something..nakakatawa..i cant stop laUghing.. &lt;a href="http://gizoogle.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;GIZOOGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. click it..now na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-1837130134425492813?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/11/eh-i-just-stumbled-into-something.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-1887744188478866189</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 08:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-29T08:43:51.065Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>I hate feeling like I have to prove something to someone, because I know I'll end up making bad decisions and doing something incredibly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I will now try to get some sleep. &lt;b&gt;It's been a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a comic strip..some rude awakening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RyWco16vSHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tG3frpXlwmo/s1600-h/commitment1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RyWco16vSHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tG3frpXlwmo/s320/commitment1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126675976313325682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-1887744188478866189?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-feeling-like-i-have-to-prove.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RyWco16vSHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tG3frpXlwmo/s72-c/commitment1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-2280294370458867430</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-01T14:34:23.803Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"hai, bakit naman ako makikipag-usap sa haelien?!? eh, ang dami namang tao?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga naman..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-2280294370458867430?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/10/hai-bakit-naman-ako-makikipag-usap-sa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26832067.post-2336796847934556575</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 10:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-01T14:47:25.032Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fiesta hangover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ni tish, "photos are the new words.." so eto, pictures na lang muna. tinatamad akong magsulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEh8s8mrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OubeXRSwHJ0/s1600-h/kasadya+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEh8s8mrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OubeXRSwHJ0/s400/kasadya+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116375632946436786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEiMs8msI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UY6TOtoCGbY/s1600-h/kasadya+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEiMs8msI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UY6TOtoCGbY/s400/kasadya+123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116375637241404098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kasadya street dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEhcs8mqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rwzFQhDwJPY/s1600-h/28412e36993b72cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEhcs8mqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rwzFQhDwJPY/s400/28412e36993b72cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116375624356502178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kasadya onlookers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phot credit: &lt;a href="http://dayanmari.multiply.com"&gt;dianne&lt;/a&gt; and krishna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update: mas makulay ang Diyandi festival ngayon compared to last year, with all the colorful bantings and flags sa bawat sulok nang city [or at least at the main parts].  &lt;--- bati kaaU nga update pasenxa na, rusty pa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26832067-2336796847934556575?l=pilok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pilok.blogspot.com/2007/09/fiesta-hangover.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (little deal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zg6f2ETbBE8/RwEEh8s8mrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OubeXRSwHJ0/s72-c/kasadya+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>