<?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-20641229</id><updated>2011-07-25T15:55:13.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight Solitaire</title><subtitle type='html'>ito ang lugar kung saan mababasa mo ang mga ideyang tumatakbo sa aking isipan...
fountain of ideas---paradise of the mind and spirit...
midnight: when the souls are free to wander,when it sparate from the tired body., oras ng paglalayag ng mga ligaw na kaluluwa.
solitaire: ayoko lang kasi ng midnightpusoy or midnightasshole...wahehe...
serious, solitaire because it connotes independence, individuality, and mystery for me...=)
enjoy your journey in the maze of my mind..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115165780118428396</id><published>2006-06-30T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:58:41.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=" method="post" target="_new"&gt;try this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#000000" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#90d599" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#086023" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=10411" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serifcolor:#ffffff;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Kind of Geek are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td color="#ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;input maxlength="64" size="32" value="meridien manansala" name="in0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;DOB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td color="#ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;input maxlength="64" size="32" value="february 24, 1989" name="in1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Favourite Color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td color="#ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;input maxlength="64" size="32" value="green" name="in2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;frighteningly high&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gamer geek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your strength is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ddf3d8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you never need to sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your weakness is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ddf3d8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;caffeine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You think normal people are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ddf3d8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;interesting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Normal people think that you are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ddf3d8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#086023" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Try Your Answers!" name="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-seriffont-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this is a proof that online quizzes can never interpret you correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115165780118428396?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115165780118428396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115165780118428396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115165780118428396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115165780118428396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird.html' title='weird...'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115165655623256729</id><published>2006-06-30T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:41:56.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>assorted</title><content type='html'>nagugustuhan ko na ang theo class ko.&lt;br /&gt;noong una akala ko sobrang nakakatakot prof ko, tapos nadiscover ko na hindi naman pala siya nangangain ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;ok, granted na hindi niya inaallow na sagutin ng mga students niya ang anumang tawag maging tawag ng kalikasan, gusto niya ay sumusunod sa som dress code, meron ng sure na weekly quiz at homework, mejo hassle sa nstp,at hindi masiyadong maganda ang result ng first quiz&lt;br /&gt;PERO&lt;br /&gt;enlightening ang bawat discussion sa theo class, nafifeel ko talaga ang essence ng subject at tingin ko ito talaga ang purpose ng theo classes--the nourishment of the soul. kahit na may difference in religion on my part, hindi masiyadong conflicting kasi i'm also a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nakasakay ako sa jeep kanina,...&lt;br /&gt;grabe siya na yata ang diyosa ng kabundukan, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;amazing talaga, isa yata siya sa mga extraordinary people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn't imagine it can grow that big.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naeenjoy ko rin ang acctg20 class ko.&lt;br /&gt;masasabi kong naeenjoy ko ito kasi with this subj. hindi ko nararamdaman na lumilipas ang oras, hindi kagaya sa iba na sobrang hihintayin mo ang tunog ng bell.&lt;br /&gt;ito yung subj. na even outside class at walang homework ay bigla na lang akong pinapaisip. enlightening din ang bawat discussion. ito yung subj na parang ineencourage akong maging eager mag-aral para every next meeting eh i will not be lost. ito yung subj. na nakikita ko talagang magkakapurpose sa buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling rin ito kapag may nasagutan kang cases at feeling mo you hit it. you nailed it. and you cracked it. kapag hindi mo naman nasagot ay inviting ito para sa isang mas malalalim na pag-iisip, at marerealize mo kung anong mali sa iyong mga assumptions, then enlightening na naman siya. &lt;br /&gt;ayos talaga ang acctg.20&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ni karen&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"i dont care how hard it will be, basta nag-eenjoy naman ako.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka hindi naman siguro ito masiyadong magiging mahirap kung gusto ko namang matuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo may misunderstanding kami ni mama dahil kay kuya.&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko kasi kayang magpakamartir.&lt;br /&gt;nalulungkot lang ako why my mom has to come between us.&lt;br /&gt;siyempre it's her duty coz she's our mom, pero kasi siya yung naiipit.&lt;br /&gt;mahirap magstay sa gitna ng walang bias.&lt;br /&gt;tapos unti-unti kong nararamdaman na parang mas nagiging inclined na siya sa side ni kuya.&lt;br /&gt;siyempre kahit di ko gusto pakiramdam na rin niya mejo may hinanakit ako sa kanya,&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that if i'm against my bro then i'm against her also. ohshit&lt;br /&gt;anong gagawin ko, i'm a mere mortal at wala sa veins ko ang pagiging martir.&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;3consecutive nights narin kaming nagkakaron ng calm yet hurting discussion over this topic yet nothing is settled.&lt;br /&gt;kasalanan ko ba?&lt;br /&gt;should i already give in?&lt;br /&gt;pero ilang beses na ring nangyari ito.&lt;br /&gt;tolerance is not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;pero how can i stand this if my relationship with my mom is the one at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to choose when i feel that i'm left with only one choice.&lt;br /&gt;tipong sa ayaw mo at sa ayaw mo you have to choose this. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i am hurting my mother.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if she knows that she is hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't describe what i feel for my brother,&lt;br /&gt;i just hope its not hate, anger is more acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;after all he is my brother because we are connected by the most influential peron in my life, my mom.&lt;br /&gt;she is the remaining reason that bind us as siblings.&lt;br /&gt;my mother is my brother's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung p.e. ko basketball.&lt;br /&gt;there's a story behind why i got this p.e.&lt;br /&gt;mejo nakakakonsensya at nakakahinayang.&lt;br /&gt;well,ito na nakuha ko kaya paninindigan ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first meeting: monday&lt;br /&gt;wala pang ginawa, nalaman ko lang na sampu lang kami sa class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second meeting: wednesday&lt;br /&gt;drills agad, including suicide, i forgot to eat my lunch, just ate sky flakes&lt;br /&gt;level of pain: ohshitwhythehelldidichoosethispe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third meeting: monday&lt;br /&gt;drills ule, mejo mentally prepared na&lt;br /&gt;level of pain: pakshetpanobamagloadrev?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth meeting: wednesday&lt;br /&gt;less drills kasi kakaahon lang ni coach sa lspools,&lt;br /&gt;4 shots made&lt;br /&gt;level of pain: thankGoditsonlytwiceaweek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more drills to come, more water to be drank&lt;br /&gt;more sweat to produce, more shots to be made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interested na akong manood ng basketball dati pa&lt;br /&gt;pero mas naapreciate ko siya ngayon kasi naisip ko &lt;br /&gt;no hindi ito basta laro. isa rin itong disiplina.&lt;br /&gt;(masakit din ito sa katawan..hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two lines for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nakita kita, nakahimlay sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;habang ang mga tala'y sa'yo nakatunghay&lt;/em&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haba na pala nito, next time ule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115165655623256729?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115165655623256729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115165655623256729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115165655623256729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115165655623256729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/assorted.html' title='assorted'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115129253983767674</id><published>2006-06-25T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T20:28:59.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brother..huh?!?</title><content type='html'>napakapatas naman ng mundo...as in...&lt;br /&gt;nalaman ko na ginago ako for the nth time ng kuya ko last saturday...matagal na ang panggagagong ito kaso sabado ko lang nalaman. siyempre nainis ako. tapos sabi ni mama hayaan ko na lang daw. kalimutan ko na kasi tapos na naman. dont mention anything on him. watda%^#%^!!! pakshet talaga. &lt;br /&gt;well...it's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115129253983767674?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115129253983767674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115129253983767674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115129253983767674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115129253983767674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/brotherhuh.html' title='brother..huh?!?'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115068865911743797</id><published>2006-06-18T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:44:19.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vindicated</title><content type='html'>noong mga panahong nalulungkot ako at nais ko nang akuin ang lahat ng kasalanan sa mundo biglang naging aware ang aking tenga sa awiting ito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption&lt;br /&gt;Winding in and winding out&lt;br /&gt;The shine of it has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And roped me in&lt;br /&gt;So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing &lt;br /&gt;I am captivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I am Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed &lt;br /&gt;But I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So clear&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intentions&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me so isolated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turn&lt;br /&gt;Up the corners of your lips&lt;br /&gt;Part them and feel my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;Trace the moment, fall forever&lt;br /&gt;Defense is paper thin&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch and I'd be in&lt;br /&gt;Too deep now to ever swim against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away [3x]&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip against the current &lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away [4x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight hope&lt;br /&gt;It dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at naisip ko na ayos pala tong kantang ito. minsan lang kasi ako makarinig ng mga kantang sumaswak sa mood ko. (yung di ako yung nagpatugtog ah)&lt;br /&gt;ang saya talaga ng chorus nito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115068865911743797?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115068865911743797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115068865911743797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115068865911743797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115068865911743797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/vindicated.html' title='vindicated'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115068821489175629</id><published>2006-06-18T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:36:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>hindi ka alam ko paano ko pinalipas ang isang buong araw na puno ng frustration sa buhay. yung tipong galit ka nsa mundo pero di mo feel magpakamatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inisip ko ng inisip kung kanino ko isisisi ang mga kalungkutang nadama ko nang araw na iyon, june 16. doon ba sa taong tingin ko noong mga panahong iyon ay walang ibang nais kundi ang hadlangan ang aking kaligayahan &lt;panandalian kong nakalimutan ang mga katuwaang nadulot niya sa akin&gt;. sa maling pagkakataon ba na umiwas yata sa tamang pagkakatugma-tugma ng mga pangyayari upang ako ay pasakitan. o sa aking sarili dahil ako ay umasa. umasa nang umasa kahit ilang beses na ring nabigo. umasa na baka sa pagkakataong iyon ay may kakatok na anghel sa kanyang puso at mauunawaan niya ako at pagbibigyan narin ng tadhana. ang pakiramdam ko noon ay isa akong taong walang kuwenta. at tila may isang batong tila sumapol sa akin, na naglalaman ng isang aral na matagal ng ayaw tumanim sa aking isipan. &lt;strong&gt;"MASAMA ANG UMASA!"&lt;/strong&gt;. ayos. sapol. aaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong uminom noong araw na iyon. kay buti at napigil ko ang aking sarili at napag-isip-isp ko na kung pagbibigyan ko ang aking sarili sa bawat tawag ng lalamunan at isipan malamang isa na akong lasengga ngayon. nagtiyaga na lamang ako sa isang pitsel ng mangga dyus. pwede na rin..aaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga tumawag sa akin sa telepono ngunit wala ang masiglang tinig na sumasagot sa kanila. sa halip tila ito isang boses ng isang inaantok na nilalang (monster)...na puno ng kalungkutan...kapag may nagtatanong kung bakit tila kaylungkot ko, sinasabi ko na lamang na kagigising ko pa lamang kahit tanghaling tapat. aaaahhh. bakit ba ganito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung paano ko pinalipas ang araw na iyon. ang alam ko lang ay labis akong nasaktan, nalungkot at mayroon din akong napasakitan. alam ko, pero mahirap na itong balikan, at bumawi. isang araw na ang nasayang. patawad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115068821489175629?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115068821489175629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115068821489175629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115068821489175629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115068821489175629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.html' title='aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115016754743300812</id><published>2006-06-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:59:07.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: changing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..well, rain daw ako eh...nakakatamad pa naman pag umuulan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115016754743300812?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115016754743300812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=115016754743300812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115016754743300812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/115016754743300812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-summer.html' title='end of summer'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-115016555165322127</id><published>2006-06-12T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:25:51.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kapiranggot na muni-muni</title><content type='html'>there are many moments in my life that i know i am fighting a losing battle...&lt;br /&gt;inspite of this, i still continue fighting...because i wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;in the end...i didn't lose...i just didn't win...&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that what i did was worth my effort...because i feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been rejected many times, and it frustrated me. i became afraid of being rejected, especially by the same person more than once...because of this, i doubted myself.&lt;br /&gt;but i still continue to grab the opportunities that pass me by. i have fear of rejection, i acknowledge it, but i don't let it overpower my will to continue living and strive hard in achieving my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nosebleeeeeeeeeeeeed itoh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-115016555165322127?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114887877858432115</id><published>2006-05-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:59:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>benta...medyo seryoso</title><content type='html'>dalawang gabi na ang nakaraan, narinig ko ang pag-uusap ng mga tambay sa labas ng aming bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tambay1&lt;/span&gt;: tara, panoorin natin ang laro nina pateng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tambay2&lt;/span&gt;: kanina pa nag-umpisa yun ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tambay3&lt;/span&gt;: (kakarating lang sakay ng bike) benta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tambay1&lt;/span&gt;: wag na tayong manood, benta pala eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                               &lt;em&gt;pagkalipas ng ilang sandali...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pateng&lt;/span&gt;: talo kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tambay2&lt;/span&gt;: benta daw ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pateng&lt;/span&gt;: oo nga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tambay1&lt;/span&gt;: magkano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pateng&lt;/span&gt;: dalawang case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tambay3&lt;/span&gt;: ahh...pwede na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe hindi ko alam nangyayari ang &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;benta&lt;/span&gt;han ng laro sa totoong buhay. akala ko sa mga pelikulang tungkol sa &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;boxing&lt;/span&gt; lang ito nagaganap. iniisip ko kung sapat ba ang dalawang case ng serbesa para sa isang laro ng isang buong koponan. marahil nga ay sabay-sabay kayong to&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;toma&lt;/span&gt; at malagihay na maghahalakhakan ngunit higit ba iyon sa pakiramdam ng kaligayahan kapag nanalo ang iyong koponan sa isang patas na laban? siguro magiging katanggap-tanggap ang pagbebenta kung importanteng bagay ang nakataya, halimbawa ay nag-aagaw buhay ang mahal mo sa ospital at nangangailangan ka talaga ng salapi...pero &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;beer&lt;/span&gt;? beer?!? yun ba ang katumbas ng iyong &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;laro&lt;/span&gt; kasama ang iyong mga ka-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt;? nasaan na ang pagiging sportsman mo? sige tumoma ka na lang kung hindi mo pa nahahanap ang lasa ng salitang ito. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sportsman&lt;/span&gt;. kuno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bumili&lt;/span&gt; naman ng &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;panalo&lt;/span&gt; nila, hindi ko maisip ang rason kung bakit kinakailangang bilhin niyo pa ang laban, ganoon na ba kalaki ang insecurities ninyo sa buhay at wala talaga kayong tiwala sa inyong &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kakayahan&lt;/span&gt;? di sana hindi na kayo lumaro. o ganoon na ba kayo kauhaw sa panalo at naisipan niyong gawin ang bagay na ito? ipagpalagay na nating naipagmalaki niyo sa iba ang inyong panalo, ngunit naipagmalaki niyo ba ito sa mga sarili niyo? naitanong niyo din siguro sa isip niyo kung nanalo kaya kayo kung hindi niyo binili ang laban? at siyempre hindi niyo iyan masasagot kailanman. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;goodness gracious why the hell did you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang masiyado na akong napaisip ng larong ito ng isang tambay sa aming kalye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalulungkot pala ako sa pagkatalo ng San Antonio &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Spurs&lt;/span&gt; sa Dallas Mavericks. home court pa naman. sayang ang paghahabol nila ng 20 puntos at paglamang nila sa huling minuto para lamang matalo sa overtime. sayang ang pagliban ko sa klase noong araw na iyon at panonood ng live telecast. sayang ang mga pagtili ko sa mga panahong nakakalapit na sila sa kalaban. hindi pala sayang. natuwa naman ako sa paraan nila ng paglalaro. talaga lang mejo lumamang si nowitzki. alam ko mas matindi ang lungkot na nadarama ng aking kaibigan na si donna dahil matagal na naman bago niya makita sina ginobili and the rest of the gang. don't worry, may Phoenix Suns pa tayo at Detroit Pistons. sana itong dalawa nag magtapat sa finals. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go Phoenix!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Go Pistons!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer o bola? books! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw, magbebenta ka ba? o bibili kaya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-114887877858432115?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114887877858432115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114887877858432115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114887877858432115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114887877858432115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/bentamedyo-seryoso.html' title='benta...medyo seryoso'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114863182726590409</id><published>2006-05-26T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:40:19.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sawada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/1600/em.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/400/em.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon, natutuwa akong panoorin ang &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOKUSEN&lt;/span&gt; sa gma, para kasing mejo iba siya sa typical na &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;asianovela &lt;/span&gt;na puro love stories na palaging may love &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;triangle&lt;/span&gt; na ang palagi ko namang pinapaboran ay yung underdog thinking na kung ako yung nasa place nung bida i would have chosen the other person (e.g. lovers in paris, mas gusto ko si martin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt; ko ba at nanonood ako ng mga asianovela? well, hindi naman siguro... basta naeentertain naman ako sa panonood.,kumbaga kung &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt; mo ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NBA&lt;/span&gt;, hindi naman kita tatawagin na corny , baduy or mushy kasi alam ko naman na nag-eenjoy ka sa panonood ng bolang tumatalbog at lumilipad..nagkataon lang na iba ang nakahiligan natin. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;cultural relativism&lt;/span&gt; lang yan. (exception siguro kung sabihin kong fanatic ako ni &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mahal,&lt;/span&gt; i can't blame you if you'd laugh at me...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang guwapo talaga ni sawada. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;shin sawada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ang real name niya ay &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jun matsumoto&lt;/span&gt;. siya ang latest &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fascination &lt;/span&gt;ko, kasi sobrang like (&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;coño&lt;/span&gt;?) ko ang pagka-build-up ng karakter niya sa gokusen. siyempre alam ko na marami akong &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kaagaw&lt;/span&gt; sa kanya..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung tititigan mong mabuti yung larawan sa itaas, may makikita kang 2 mukha ng &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;babae&lt;/span&gt;. si ryza cenon yun, sabi kasi sa akin ng kaibigan ko magkamukha daw sila ni sawada. kaya pinagsama ko pics nila to compare. ano sa tingin mo, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hawig&lt;/span&gt; ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this guy pala sa labas ng rob &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;metro&lt;/span&gt; east, grabe sobrang kamukha siya ni sawada, sa lahat ng perspective. sayang pauwi na ako non.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in doing this naisip ko na ano kaya ang susunod na &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;phenomenon&lt;/span&gt; sa Philippine TV, natapos na tayo sa latina telenovelas (remember &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;marimar&lt;/span&gt;...err, thalia?), tapos mga asianovelas (thumbs up for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jang geum&lt;/span&gt;), mga fantaserye (go pirena!) mga reality shows (bye bye extra challenge...pbb strike 3, nakakasawa na) , at siyempre ang manaka-nakang pagsulpot ng mga Filipino telenovela na masiyado ng &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;predictable&lt;/span&gt; ang mga pangyayari (gulong ng palad?). ano na nga kaya? ma-invade na kaya tayo ng Bollywood? ang saya ng mga palabas sa india, puro musical yung dating saka palaging &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good conquers evil&lt;/span&gt;. pero magiging under pa rin ito ng asianovela di ba? baka naman magkaroon na ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the o.c.&lt;/span&gt; sa abs or sa gma, tapos idudub(idu-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;) nila in filipino, to think na pinopromote ng gobyerno ang competitiveness in english...&lt;br /&gt;hai... tv, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;idiot box&lt;/span&gt; as you are, still many people are charmed by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo ko noh? nagsimula ako sa gokusen tapos natapos ako sa tv...well, connected naman diba? saan ba napapanood ang gokusen? sa &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;komiks&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-114863182726590409?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114863182726590409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114863182726590409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114863182726590409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114863182726590409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/sawada.html' title='sawada'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114801309097140329</id><published>2006-05-18T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:31:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>panawagan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sa mga concern po:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.) nagpalit na ako ng cell number, ang bago kong no. ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09065007275&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually, i've been planning to switch back to globe again for a quite a long time na rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i thought there is no reasonable reason to change my smart sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ikinukwento ko pa nga  ito kay karen 2 days before that event happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then the next next morning nalaman ko na lang na nawawala na yung sim ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grabe, napalinis ako nang di oras ng buong bahay pero di ko na talaga nakita, mejo mga two days din bago talaga nagsink-in sa akin na wala na nga talaga, so bumili na ako ng bagong sim kasi reasonable enough na nga yung reason ko na magbago ng number...huhuhu, namimiss ko na yung dati kong sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;SAMPLE EXAM DRIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-mga friends, tsong, tol, pare, guys, dudes, magdonate naman kayo ng sample exams oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yung mga luma niyong long tests o kahit yung mga ginamit niyo nung ngarereview kayo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'l give you 3 reasons why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i.  makakatulong ka sa ibang estudyante na gaya mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;   ii. makakabawas ito sa ma papel na itinatago mo na hindi mo naman talaga nagagamit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;  iii. wala namang mawawala sa iyo kung magdodonate ka, mag-ayos ka lang ng mga gamit mo at kung anong matagpuan mong pwede mong idonate ayos na...naorganize mo pa stuffs mo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*isipin mo na lang kung hindi mo ito gagawin ngayon, ano na ang gagamitin ng mga estudyanteng susunod sa atin (yun bang mga malulutong nang mga papel na niluma na ng panahon at tinatawag na ng ibang OBSULIT?!?)...gaya mo rin sila na mangangailangan ng sample exam upang makapagreview...sinimulan na ito ng mga nauna sa iyo, tatapusin mo ba sa iyo? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.) almost one week na lang ang summer...yup yup yup... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ito lang po muna for now... zai jian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-114801309097140329?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114801309097140329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114801309097140329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114801309097140329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114801309097140329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/panawagan.html' title='panawagan'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114776666186326143</id><published>2006-05-16T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:04:21.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meridien</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/1600/le-meridien.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/320/le-meridien.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/1600/ritz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/320/ritz.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/1600/meridien.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7314/2076/320/meridien.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MERIDIEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: proper noun; ito po ang pangalan ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;self-centered ba ako? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;gawin&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;curious lang kasi ako sa mga pangalan at siyempre kanino pa ba ako magsisimula? dun na sa pinaka-accessible sa akin, sa aking hindi masyadong pangkaraniwang pangalan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;meridien ang ibinigay sa aking pangalan ng ama ko... it is an old greek word which means highest point or peak...pero hindi naman niya alam yon noong nagsusulat siya sa birth certificate ko...hinango niya ang name ko sa isang hotel...yes, H-O-T-E-L, makikita mo ang patunay ng existence ng lugar na ito sa mga larawan sa itaas...(naks parang big shot ako noh? may hotel na kapangalan ko...hehe) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hindi po ako made in that hotel...nagtrabaho lang si daddy doon tapos naisip niya sigurong prestigious ang dating pag isinunod niya name ko sa hotel na iyon, &lt;good&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dahil mejo hindi nga common ang name ko meron itong mga perks at disadvantages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;PERKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. sabi ni mama dapat daw ang ipapangalan niya sa akin DIANNE o kaya ERIKA, kaso ang daddy ko nga ang nagsulat kaya naging meridien... buti na lang hindi nasunod si mama kasi meron akong kilalang 3 erika at 5 dianne... ayoko naman mapunta sa ganitong situation:   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tatawag ako sa phone&lt;strong&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;hello gud afternoon po pwede po kay erika?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;receiver&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;ay, sandali lang po... sino po ba sila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;si erika po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;receiver&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;[scratches her head] ay bu-ang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;at least sa pangalan ko isa pa lang ang kakilala kong kapangalan ko...yung pedia ko nung bata pa ako...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. kaya kong baybayin ang aking pangalan ng hindi gumagamit ng mga hiram na titik...             &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;M-E-R-I-D-I-E-N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. hindi naman madaling kalimutan ang pangalan ko...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4. wala na akong masiyadong maisip eh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DISADVANTAGES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. walang definite na pagpronounce ng name ko, hindi kagaya ng MARK na may universal way na yata ng pagbigkas, yung sakin wala... yung teacher ko dati sa physics pag tinatawag niya ako talaga namang idinidiin niya yung titik D eh ang alam ko supposedly dapat smooth sa part na iyon parang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"meri-jen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ang dating kaso kahit anong pagtatama ang gawin ko sa kanya matigas yata talaga ang dila niya...yung prof ko naman sa chinese ang tawag sa akin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"meridian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na ilang beses ko na ring sinubukang itama pero ako ang napagod.. naalala ko sa kanya yung mga kaklase ko nung elem noong una naming natutunan ang tungkol sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;prime meridian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...tinanong nila kung don ba daw galing pangalan ko...sabi ko malay ko...at ginawa pa nila yung panukso sa akin ah...meron pa akong kaklase nung hs na kada tatawagin ako twice binabanggit name ko, tapos parang kinakain pa niya yung words...seatmate ko pa siya...wahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. tinatawag ako nung ibang tao na marijuana o mary jane&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. kapag magreregister ako sa mga events kailangan ko pa talagang i-spell-out yung name ko kasi pag hindi ko ginawa yun &lt;strong&gt;"MARY JANE"&lt;/strong&gt; ang kadalasang isinusulat nila...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ang haba na nito...sa next entry naman yung iba...basta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I love my name, i own my name, i am not mary jane"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;ikaw, wat's in your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-114776666186326143?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114776666186326143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114776666186326143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114776666186326143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114776666186326143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/meridien_16.html' title='meridien'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114776043014563651</id><published>2006-05-15T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:20:30.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stagnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stag·nant&lt;/strong&gt; (stgnnt)adj. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Not moving or flowing; motionless.&lt;br /&gt;2. Foul or stale from standing: stagnant ponds.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;   a. Showing little or no sign of activity or advancement;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;       not developing or progressing; inactive: a stagnant economy.&lt;br /&gt;   b. Lacking vitality or briskness; sluggish or dull: a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stagnant mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...tingin ko ang stagnant ang 'tong blog ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in hindi na-uupdate...dami kasi kailangan gawin ngayon eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko pa naman pag magpopost ako yung uupuan ko talaga ng matagal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? wala na akong madagdag eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka naman hindi talaga itong blog ko ang stagnant...ako talaga...&lt;br /&gt;may stagnant mind...hindi naman siguro...wahehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wat do you think? do you agree or are you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20641229-114776043014563651?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114776043014563651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114776043014563651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114776043014563651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114776043014563651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/stagnant.html' title='stagnant'/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20641229.post-114741130498277875</id><published>2006-05-11T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:21:44.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gusto ko itong kantang ito ni daniel powter&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bad Day&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment when needed the most?&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;you tell me your blue sky's fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;you tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing it turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You see what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&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/20641229-114741130498277875?l=coldestfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114741130498277875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20641229&amp;postID=114741130498277875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114741130498277875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20641229/posts/default/114741130498277875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldestfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/gusto-ko-itong-kantang-ito-ni-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>midnightSolitaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480397435069920155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
