<?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-17803023</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:46:11.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Emotions......</title><subtitle type='html'>Emotional. Sensitve. Ambitious. Simple. God-fearing. Loyal. Cry-baby. That's me!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17803023.post-116185810935341083</id><published>2006-10-26T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:21:49.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kumusta naman ang blog ko?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kumusta naman nga talaga ang blog ko? hindi na pwedeng mag-tag ang mga tao dahil wala na yung chatter box ba yun? hindi ko naman alam ayusin dahil hindi ako marunong gumawa ng mga ganung bagay. may gumawa nga lang ng blog ko eh... sinong mabait dyan? paki-ayos naman ng blog ko.. hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy sembreak to all!!! (.^_^.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-116185810935341083?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/116185810935341083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=116185810935341083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185810935341083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185810935341083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/10/kumusta-naman-ang-blog-ko.html' title='kumusta naman ang blog ko?'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-116185792218802650</id><published>2006-10-26T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:18:42.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kung gagraduate ako ng april...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Malapit na ang graduation. Its just seven months away. Sa September 23 na nga ang sched ko for grad pic e. Pero until now, hindi ko pa rin alam kung anong mangyayari sa buhay ko after kong kunin ang diploma ko. Ayaw ko namang mag-take ng LAE dahil ayaw kong mag-Law. Di lang yun ang pwedeng gawin ng isang PolSci major after grad. Pero sa totoo lang, di ko alam ang direksyon na tatahakin ko. Gusto kong magtrabaho na for my family. Ayaw ko ng magtrabaho sa ibang bansa si Tatay. Gusto ko na siyang makapagpahinga at akuin ang lahat ng responsibilidad. Ang tanong, kaya ko naman kaya? May dalawa pa akong kapatid na nag-aaral. Buti na lang scholars sila kaya di masyadong problema yun kung saka-sakali. Pero, kaya ko na nga ba? Hay!!! Misan iniisip ko na lang mag-asawa na after kong grumadweyt. Gusto ko Swedish national para di ko na poproblemahin ang future ko at ng family ko. At least yun ay instant na pagyaman. Pero kaya ko bang magpakasal sa taong di ko naman mahal? Kung utak ang tatanungin, syempre naman, oo! Madali lang yun. Hehe!  Pero mukhang di ko ata kaya. Lagi ko ring sinasabi sa mga orgmates ko na isang dahilan kung bakit gusto ko ng magpakasal after grad ay dahil gusto ko ng isang dosenang anak! Yep, ISANG DOSENANG ANAK! Kaya dapat ngayon pa lang, nagsisimula na ako. Hehehehe! Hindi ito biro. Gusto ko talaga ng maraming anak kung kaya rin lang naming buhayin sila ng magiging asawa ko. Mukhang masaya yun. Tatlo lang kasi kaming magkakapatid kaya parang gusto ko ng malaking pamilya. Ang dami ko ng balak gawin after grad noh? Pero palagay ko, walang mangyayari sa mga to. Dahil, kumusta naman? Wala pa nga akong lablayp e.&lt;br /&gt;Siguro ang pinakamalapit kong gawin pagkatapos kong mag-babu sa UP ay magtrabaho o mag-aral ulit. Gusto kong makakuha ng Master's Degree sa ibang bansa. Ayaw ko ng mag-aral sa UP. Nosebleed masyado. At ayoko ng makita si Sir ...... Sabi nga ni Sir Arugay, maraming opportunities abroad especially sa Europe. Kung gusto naming mag-aral ulit 'wag sa UP!!! At dahil love ko si Sir Arugay (who is only 26 y/o! Therefore, 6 years lang agwat ng edad namin) susundin ko ang payo nya. Wehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-116185792218802650?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/116185792218802650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=116185792218802650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185792218802650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185792218802650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/10/kung-gagraduate-ako-ng-april.html' title='kung gagraduate ako ng april...'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-116185767401660304</id><published>2006-10-26T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:14:34.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pasko, paksiw!</title><content type='html'>I really don't know why everytime I hear Christmas songs being played on the radio I get lonely. Time flies so fast. It's Christmas season again. Parang kailan lang nung busy-busyhan akong bumibili ng mga pangregalo. Parang kailan lang din nung nagtitinda ako ng paputok at ninakawan ako ng mga street children at habulin sila sabay kuha sa mga kinuha nilang paputok. Haha! Ang dami ko talagang experience sa pagtitinda ng paputok. Naroon nga yung ninakawan ako, niloko ako ng mga "Lilituin kita Gang", binola-bola ng mga customers para lang makatawad, magpa-cute sa mga gwapong customers, at bisitahin araw-araw ng aking kaibigang taong grasa na hinihingan ako lagi ng piso. In fairness, magandang experience talaga yun dahil nahahasa ang aking marketing skills. Hehe! Di ko lang alam kung this year e magiging tindera ulit ako. Busy-busyhan kasi nyan ako sa aking acads. 21 units pa ako. Kailangang kumayod para grumaduate on time. Pero susubukan ko pa ring magtinda. Sayang ang opportunity na makakita ng mga customer na gwapo at mayaman. Baka isa pala sa kanila ang aking soulmate (asa pa ako!) Hay, hay, hay! Pasko na!!!! Batiin nyo ko nun ha? Ako ngayon pa lang babatiin ko na kayo.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! (.^_^.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-116185767401660304?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/116185767401660304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=116185767401660304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185767401660304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185767401660304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/10/pasko-paksiw.html' title='pasko, paksiw!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-116185753498852378</id><published>2006-10-26T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:12:15.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak at acads!</title><content type='html'>Yehey, sembreak na! Nabilisan ako sa sem na ito pero, matagal ko rin siyang hinintay. Hehe! Yung tipong, tapos na pala ang sem, pero parang ang tagal ko siyang inasam na dumating. Ang gulo, di ko ma-explain nang mabuti. Basta ang masasabi ko lang e walang kwenta ang sem kong ito. Di ko na sasabihin kung bakit dahil ayaw ko ng maalala pa kung bakit. Kapag naiisip ko lang ang bagay na iyon, it only gives me the desire to go to Sarahs or Drews! Yun na lang kasi ang tanging paraan to get over that thing and move on. I thought after a month, I will be okay. Pero hindi pa rin pala, it still haunts me. I can still see his Professor Snape-like face. Actually para nga siyang si Professor Snape in real life. As if he’s celebrating everytime he sees students suffer because of him. (Zen. Zen. Zen move on!) Okay, okay… Anyway, how I wish I’ll pass Sir Alburo’s final exam. Syet! As in syet sa hirap! Dapat mag-ayos ayos siya at maawa sa akin dahil pag nagkataon 24 units ako next sem. Mukhang pag nangyari yun, mawawalan na ako talaga ng pag-asang grumaduate on time. Kainis naman kasi yung mga taong niyayaya (hinihikayat) akong grumaduate ng first sem next year at kasabay nila. Haler! Wag naman sana silang magdilang demonyo di ba? Kahit sabihin nilang biro lang yun, hindi maganda sa pandinig ko kasi gusto kong grumaduate next sem, as in next sem! May time-table akong sinusunod kaya dapat mangyari lahat ng pinaplano kong mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dahil sembreak na, dapat mag-enjoy muna tayong mga estudyante sa ating mga buhay. Dapat huwag munang isipin ang acads tulad ng mga naisulat ko sa taas. Magbalak na lang na magbakasyon o kahit mamasyal lang somewhere. Kung meron sa inyo ang nagbabalak pumunta ng Puerto Galera o kahit sa Enchanted Kingdom man lang, sabihan nyo naman ako dahil gusto kong sumama. Hehe! (.^_^.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Ang tagal ko ng isinulat to ngayon ko lang na-post dito, hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-116185753498852378?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/116185753498852378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=116185753498852378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185753498852378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/116185753498852378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/10/sembreak-at-acads.html' title='sembreak at acads!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-115708138311496228</id><published>2006-08-31T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:29:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pagtatapos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Iba talaga ang epekto ng depresyon sa tao. Maraming mga bagay ang gumugulo sa iyong isipan. Mga bagay na pagkagising at bago matulog ay siya laging laman ng iyong isipan. Minsan hanggang sa panaginip ay nasasaklaw pa nito.  Mahirap. Masakit. Malungkot. Madilim. Nakakapagod. Gusto mo na lang sanang iiyak pero ubos na ang likidong tumutulo sa iyong mga mata. At kung meron pa ring luluha, wala naman iyong magagawa, wala rin namang magbabago.&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap na desisyon ang aking hinaharap. Ilang linggo ko na rin itong pinag-iisipan. Para akong unti-unting pinapatay. At eto na nga ako ngayon, malapit ng sumuko. Sumuko sa isang laban na wala na akong magagawa. Isang laban na nagbibigay sa akin ng lungkot, hirap at kapaguran. Wala na akong lakas para ilaban pa ito. Kung gyera ito, wala na akong bala. Kung sugal naman, wala na akong ipantataya. Pag pinagpatuloy ko pa, para ko na ring pinatay ang sarili ko. Para na rin akong nalubog sa malaking pagkakautang. Mas mabuti na ngayon pa lang ay sumuko na ako at tanggapin sa sarili ko na wala na. Wala ng pag-asa. Mas mabuti na ngang sumuko ako kaysa tumalon ako sa bangin na walang kasiguruhang may sasalo sa akin.  Ayoko pang mamatay. Dahil ito'y hudyat ng kawalan ng pagkakataon para makabawi. Ang aking pagsuko ay di nangangahulugan na ako ay mahina o tapos na ang lahat. Bagkus isang bagong bukas ang naghihintay para sa akin. Isang bagong bukas na may kalakip na pag-asa. Pag-asang magpapagaling sa katawan at isip kong baldado na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-115708138311496228?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115708138311496228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=115708138311496228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115708138311496228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115708138311496228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/08/ang-pagtatapos.html' title='Ang Pagtatapos....'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-115424762153196741</id><published>2006-07-30T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:32:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from the Light (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;While I was in front of the computer monitor and listening to my Coldplay cd, I’ve realized something: &lt;em&gt;(“I wonder what it’s all about…”)&lt;/em&gt; I’m starting to get depressed. I’m tired. It's like I have given everything and yet I feel unappreciated. I’m just human, I’m not perfect. I learned to love it but it is still not enough. I’ve been through many sleepless nights. Sleepless nights which have caused me gigantic pimples and whopping eyebags. Still, he’s not yet satisfied. I don’t know what to do. I want to cry but I can’t. It’s difficult for me to accept the truth that I could fail. I could fail something that I’ve worked hard for. &lt;em&gt;(“Yeah, it’s the hardest part..”)&lt;/em&gt; I’ve given my best to something and with someone but he doesn’t seem to notice it. What else do I have to do? &lt;em&gt;(“Nobody said it was easy. It’s such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy. No one ever said it would be this hard. Oh, I’m going back to the start…”)&lt;/em&gt; I’m lost. I’m nowhere to find. Even I could not find myself. Even I don’t know where I am… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-115424762153196741?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115424762153196741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=115424762153196741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424762153196741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424762153196741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/away-from-light-part-2.html' title='Away from the Light (part 2)'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-115424756057076700</id><published>2006-07-30T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:19:20.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from the light (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I cared. I was hurt. I took risks. I failed. I sacrified. I lost. I hoped. I gained nothing. Yet, I kept loving until every piece of me was broken. Love kills. It killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-115424756057076700?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115424756057076700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=115424756057076700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424756057076700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424756057076700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/away-from-light-part-1.html' title='Away from the light (part 1)'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-115424750891225021</id><published>2006-07-30T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:18:28.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The (Poltical) Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Nobody said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start..." This is from my current favorite song, 'The Scientist' by Coldplay. And this is what I feel right now regarding my PolSci 199 under Dr. Morada. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-115424750891225021?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115424750891225021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=115424750891225021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424750891225021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115424750891225021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/poltical-scientist.html' title='The (Poltical) Scientist'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-115098299068700307</id><published>2006-06-22T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T06:29:50.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I MUst Do Before I Graduate and Leave UP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10. Makapag-jogging na sa acad oval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;9.  Makapasok sa mga colleges o buildings na hindi ko pa napapasukan (eg. CHE, MBB, Villadolid Hall).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;8.  Makakain sa chocolate kiss at sa lahat ng canteen sa UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;7. Magpapapicture sa AS Steps, Sunken Garden at kay Oble (right after grad na itong kay Oble, natatakot ako sa curse niya!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;6.. Makapanood na ng Oblation Run! Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5. Makapanood na ng Cheerdance Competition. &gt;U-nibersidad ng Pilipinas! Matatapang, MATATALINO!!!&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4. Pumunta at manood na sa UP Fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. Ma-memorize ang 'UP Naming Mahal' (kakahiya naman sa graduation pag di ko pa ito alam).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. Makapag-RA man lang sana ako (Mara, ngayon pa lang, nag-aaply na ako...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. Higit sa lahat, magka-boyfriend na taga-UP! Wehehe! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-115098299068700307?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115098299068700307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=115098299068700307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115098299068700307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/115098299068700307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-things-i-must-do-before-i-graduate.html' title='10 Things I MUst Do Before I Graduate and Leave UP!!!!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-114457856821950183</id><published>2006-04-09T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T03:36:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anong title nito?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2nd sem 05-06 is finally over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hay, salamat! Tapos na rin ang 2nd sem na talagang dinugo ako sa utak sa sobrang hirap. Pasado naman lahat ng grades ko (yung apat lang actually dahil wala pa yung dalawa) kahit mababa lang lalo na sa 103 pero thankful naman ako kay sir morada! I love him!!!! Akala ko talaga may ibabagsak ako last sem dahil pinagsabay-sabay ko ang mga majors tapos aplikante pa ako ng Aguman. Pero buti naman nakayanan ko lahat. Thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Summer na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ngayong summer, may bagong hamon na naman sa buhay ko: una, wala akong nakuha sa crs kaya kailangan kong magmanual sa enrolment, mali pala, magpprerog ako kina sir baylon at sir tigno; pangalawa, kailangan ko ng harapin ang isang mabigat na responsibilidad, secretary na ako ngayon ng APSM. Nararamdaman ko na ang bigat ng trabaho. Wish ko lang makayanan ko. I'm sure magbabago na takbo ng buhay ko nito. Pero kakayanin ko dahil ginusto kong pasukin ito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Social Abstraction=LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hay naku! Paano ako makakaporma sa kanya e di siya naniniwala sa love. Yup! di siya naniniwala dito. Pero I looked at the brighter side naman, kung di siya naniniwala sa love, ibig sabihin wala siyang gf! Ibig din sabihin, wala lang yung girl na kasama niya sa wallpaper ng laptop niya, as in wala lang! Well, sana nga lang di ba? Nung minsan katext ko siya na hindi niya alam na ako ang katext niya, eto and sinabi ko, "Why did I not maximizae my chances when I had the opportunity?" Biglang sagot niya sa akin ay "What chances and opportunities are you talking about? If that's about love, forgive me, but I don't believe in that social abtraction." At in fairness, buo siyang magtext kapag english. Siyempre, nabigla talaga ako sa tinext niya sa akin at bigla akong nawalan ng pag-asa. Paano pa ako magkakaroon ng chance sa kanya? Wait lang, bakit nga ba ako nagkakaganito? Siya pa lang ang pangalawang taong tinetext ko na nagpapanggap ako. Una ay si Ricky (FYI, first love ko!). Ibig bang sabihin mahal ko na rin siya? Di pwede. Ayaw. Di pa ako handa. Besides di ko pa naman siya ganun kakilala. Di man lang nga kami friends e. Ay, basta, di pa pwede! Ang alam ko lang napapangiti niya ko kapag naiisip ko siya, that's it. Kung ano man ang nararamdaman ko, kailangang pigilin muna. Bakit? Dahil naghihintay na ang mapapangasawa ko sa Sweden. Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kanta ko sa kanya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fall For You by Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There's a right or wrong to know for everything&lt;br /&gt;And the truth is somewhere written in between&lt;br /&gt;But there's always something missing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Until you find the true condition of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can visualize the pieces of a dream,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as far away as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;But if truth be told, it's you that holds the key&lt;br /&gt;To the question that defines my destiny&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love, a time or two&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the world, but not with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly and spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna cry, I wanna sing&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live and take a chance&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to love again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall, fall for you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to fall for me too&lt;br /&gt;I've had plenty conversations with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Coz I want this thing to work, not fall apart&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask my heart how it can be so sure&lt;br /&gt;And it answers me because your heart is pure&lt;br /&gt;I've got every expectation that is true&lt;br /&gt;Coz my heart won't lie to me, much less to you&lt;br /&gt;But if truth be told, it is you that holds the key&lt;br /&gt;To the future that becomes our destiny&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;br /&gt;Until the mountain snow melts into the stream&lt;br /&gt;My heart flows like the river to sea&lt;br /&gt;To the heavens up above,&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God our destiny is love&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-114457856821950183?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114457856821950183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=114457856821950183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/114457856821950183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/114457856821950183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/anong-title-nito.html' title='Anong title nito?!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-114363156373318771</id><published>2006-03-29T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T03:26:03.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hay naku after 48 years nakapag-post ulit ako sa blog ko! Pero musta naman at nag-nenet ako ngayon e may exam ako buka s ng 110. Pasaway na bata talaga ako!!! Dapat din sa mga oras na ito, nagbabasa ako ng mga articles na rereviewhin ko for 170 o kaya naman e gumagawa ako ng case digest.. Hay! Nakakasawa na kasi ang mag-aral, parang nitong buong sem wala akong ibang inatupag kundi mag-aral dahil mabibigat ang mga subjects ko. Pasaway pa ang 103 dahil sa panghuhula ng grade ni mam_____!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pero kahit mabibigat ang mga subjects ko, happy pa rin ako dahil pumapasa at nakakayanan ko naman sila. plus, as in plus, may nagpapangiti pa sa akin. Take note, nagpapangiti pa lang sa ngayon.. Summer na! Sana maging classmate ko ulit siya para naman masaya ang buhay kahit summer. Ito lang masasabi ko sa ngayon, goodbye spiderman, hello NARUTO!!!!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-114363156373318771?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114363156373318771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=114363156373318771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/114363156373318771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/114363156373318771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/wala-lang.html' title='Wala lang..'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-113681255012679635</id><published>2006-01-09T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T05:15:51.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang buhay, parang life!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kumusta naman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hindi ako makapaniwala na last november pa pala ang last post ko dito! Ganito na ba ako ka-busy sa buhay? Marahil.... Sobrang bigat ng acads ko this sem, tapos nagawa ko pang mag-apply sa aguman! Hay!!!! Buhay talaga, parang life.... Kumusta na ba ang buhay ko? Actually, hindi ko masagot ang napakasimpleng tanong na iyan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just when I thought I was over him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Akala ko, ako lang ang nagdadrama para sa buhay pag-ibig, marami pala kami. Marami pala kaming nag-aakalang naka-move on na pero sa totoo lang, hindi pa. Bakit ko ba kasi siya nakita ulit? Kung kailan hindi ko inaasahan saka nangyari. Akala ko sinong tumatawag sa akin siya pala. Oo, siya! Ang lalaking una kong minahal... Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero bigla kong na-realize na may pagtingin pa rin ako sa kanya. Importante pa rin siya sa buhay ko. Mahal ko pa rin siya. Pesteng puso ito! Bakit ba hindi nag-iisip!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nasaan na ang Pasko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dumaan ang pasko at new year pero parang hindi ako masaya. Hindi ko maramdaman ang diwa ng pasko. May lungkot sa aking puso na hindi ko maipaliwanag kung ano. May nagbago sa buhay ko, malaki, at natatakot ako na baka dumating ang isang araw, hindi ko na kilala sarili ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Marahil hindi mo alam kung sino ka pero balang araw malalaman mo rin ang tunay kong nararamdaman para sayo. Hindi pa ito ang tamang panahon para sabihin ko sayo dahil hindi ko pa kaya at siguradong may magbabago. Maraming salamat sa pagbibigay sa akin ng inspirasyon at saya. Nasaktan na ako ng isang beses. Pero ipinadama mo sa akin na kahit may posibilidad na masaktan ako ulit, ayos lang. Tama, ayos lang basta ikaw. Kahit saktan mo ako ng paulit-ulit nang hindi mo nalalaman, ayos lang. Mahalaga ka sa akin e.. Maraming salamat dahil pansamantala kong nakalimutan si ricky dahil sayo. Tandaan mo, espesyal ka sa akin at hangga't kaya ko, mananatili kang espesyal sa akin. Masaya na ako sa sitwasyon natin ngayon. Magkaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-113681255012679635?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/113681255012679635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=113681255012679635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113681255012679635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113681255012679635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/01/ang-buhay-parang-life.html' title='Ang buhay, parang life!!!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-113116697351314995</id><published>2005-11-05T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T03:10:23.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Panahon na siguro para utak ang gamitin ko. Pagod na ang puso ko para mahalin ka pa.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Marahil familiar yung iba sa linyang ito kasi yan yung sinabi ni Jasmin kay Oliver sa 'Ikaw ang Lahat sa Akin'. Samantalang sabi naman ni Carrie kay Ivan, "Di ako magsasawang mahalin ka..", martir di ba? Ang akala ko dati di din ako magsasawang mahalin siya, akala ko habangbuhay na akong magiging martirat magpapakatanga. Pero nagkamali ako. Nakakapagod din palang magmahal sa isang tao na walang ibang ginawa kundi saktan ka, alam niya man o hindi. Akala ko noon, hindi ako susuko sa laban at hanggang buhay ako mananatili ang pag-asang isang araw mamahalin din niya ako. Pero nagsawa na akong maghintay at mangarap. Sabagay, hindi naman niya sinabi sa aking mahalin ko siya kaya hindi ko rin siya pwedeng sisihin. E anong magagawa ko kung siya ang napiling mahalin ng puso ko? Kung utak ang pakikinggan ko, malayong-malayo siya sa ideal man ko. Pero mas pinakinggan ko ang puso ko. For 3 years and two months wala akong ibang minahal kundi siya. May mga crush ako pero hanggang doon lang iyon. Walang magi. Paano ko ba siya nakilala? Well, isang araw nung 4th year HS ako, nakilala ko siya sa loob ng scouting office namin. President ako ng GSP sa school namin at siya naman ang president ng BSP. Kausap ko yung VP nila ng bigla na lamang siyang sumulpot. Antipatiko ang unang naging reaction ko sa kanya kaya nagtaray ako. Pero kahit pangit ang unang pagkikita namin, may naramdaman akong magic. May connection. Baliw na kung baliw pero may narinig akong music habang kausap ko siya. At nasabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na, magiging malaking parte ng buhay ko ang lalaking ito. At ganoon nga ang nangyari... For 3 years naging mahalagang parte siya ng buhay ko. Hindi naging kami dahil hindi naman niya ako niligawan. Hanggang sa text lang kami close at kapag walang ibang tao, doon lang kami sweet. Nag-graduate kami ng HS at tuluyan na kaming nawalan ng komunikasyon. Hindi na siya nagtetext kahit text pa rin ako ng text. For 2 years wala kaming constant communication pero sa dalawang taon na iyon, patuloy ko pa rin siyang minahal. Nararamdaman ko pa rin kasi ang magic at naririnig ko pa rin ang magandang musika kapag naaalala ko siya. Last Feb. 13, 2005, nilakasan ko ang loob ko na makipagkita sa kanya, sabi ko may sasabihin akong importante at it would be the first and last na "date" namin. Pumayag siya. Sinabi ko lahat ng nararamdaman ko at sinabi ko rin na I want to be happy that's why I did that. I said goodbye not to him but to my feelings for him. I wanted to move on. Akala ko after non, tapos na, na makakalimutan ko na siya pero nagkamali na naman ako. Patuloy ko pa rin siyang minahal. Nung nagka-globe sim ako at nauso ang unlimited, tinext ko siya at nagpakilalang ibang tao. Kumagat naman siya. Naging textmates ulit kami. May gusto akong malaman kaya ko iyon ginawa. Gusto ko lang malaman kung kahit minsan lang sa buhay niya, minahal niya ako. Pero hindi ko rin nahanap ang sagot na hinahanap ko. Kasi naman, noong tinanong ko sa kanya iyon nung magkita kami, ngumiti lang siya at sabay sabing " I won't answer your question. Let's just say, I want to make your life more exciting!" Ano yun?! Hindi ko gets! Pero habang katext ko siya, naramdaman kong may nagbago. Hindi ko alam kung ano pero alam kong may nagbago. Until pumunta nga kami ng Baguio. Marami akong narealize. Hindi ko siya na-miss at I didn't care kung magtext siya o hindi. After 3 days, nagtext sya, nangungumusta. Wala na akong na-feel na magic at hindi ko na rin naririnig yung kantang naririnig ko kapag katext ko siya. Wala na akong maramdaman basta ang alam ko pagod na pagod na ako. Nakakasawa na! Sabi ko nga sa sarili ko, this is it! I'm really moving on. Finally, magtatapos na ang isang chapter ng buhay ko at masayang-masaya ako! Ayoko na kasing umiyak at masaktan, Sawang-sawa na akong maghintay sa isang taong hindi naman nagpapahintay. Pero hindi ko maipagkakaila na naging malaking parte siya ng buhay ko. Nang dahil sa kanya, natuto akong magmahal. Natuto din akong masaktan pero ok lang kasi hindi mo naman malalaman na nagmamahal ka kung hindi ka nasasaktan di ba? Misteryoso talaga ang pag-ibig. Hindi mo pwedeng ipilit sa isang tao na mahalin ka dahil ang pag-ibig ay basta na lang nararamdaman. Maswerte yung mga taong nakatagpo ng taong mahal din sila. Ako kaya kelan ko matatagpuan si Mr. Right? Basta maghihintay lang ako dahil alam kong darating din siya sa tamang panahon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sa taong nanakit sa akin pero tinuruan naman akong magmahal, nagpapasalamat ako sayo. I'm a better person now. Stronger than before. Maraming salamat dahil pinangiti, pinatawa at binigyan mo ako ng inspirasyon noon. Pinatunayan mo sa akin na masarap pa ring mabuhay sa kabila ng lahat. Ngayon natagpuan ko na ang hinahanap kong katahimikan at sana ganoon ka rin. Masaya na ako ngayon at malaya na sa pag-ibig ko sayo. Maging masaya ka rin sana. Sana pag nagkita tayo, wala na ang bakas ng nakaraan. Wala na ang sakit. Wala na ang mga luha. Paalam na sa aking nararamdaman at sana maging magkaibigan pa rin tayo sa kabila ng lahat. Paalam na, paalam na Ricky Macale Tuazon!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-113116697351314995?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/113116697351314995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=113116697351314995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113116697351314995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113116697351314995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2005/11/panahon-na-siguro-para-utak-ang.html' title='&quot;Panahon na siguro para utak ang gamitin ko. Pagod na ang puso ko para mahalin ka pa..&quot;'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17803023.post-113047780819020464</id><published>2005-10-28T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:51:49.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Alaala ng Baguio....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Haaay naku! Until now di ko pa rin makalimutan ang mga pinaggagawa namin sa Baguio. Nakakamiss talaga! Andun kami ng aking mtga minamahal na orgmates for 4 days and 3 nights. Anong ginawa namin doon? Wala lang! Hehe! syempre nagrelax after ng isang mahabang pakikipaglaban sa aming acads last sem. Hindi talaga ako nagsisisi na sumama ako kahit medyo gumastos ako ng malaki-laki. Kasi naman hindi ako binigyan ng pera ng aking ina, binigyan nya pala ako pero pamasahe lang.. Ang sarap mag-ukay-ukay kahit jacket lang ang binili ko! Hehe! Isipin nyong natawaran ko yun from 180 to 130 na lang, ang galing noh?! Ganyan talaga ang mga kuripot, tumatawad! Yan tuloy, ako ang ginawang taga-tawad ng aking mga friends. Ang saya ding magboating tapos makipag-race. Wehehehe! Nanalo kami dun.. Tapos nung pumunta kami ng Good Shepherd para bumili ng napakasarap na ube, may kababalaghan pang nangyari sa taxi nina Kuya Gino. Scary talaga!! Buti na lang di ako dun nakasakay. Salamat! Ano pa bang ginawa namin sa Summer Capital of the Philippines? Well, nag-Padi's Point kami at syempre sumayaw kami ng sumayaw until around 3am (Monday night ito!) Nung Sunday night naman, nag-18BC kami at ang galing ng band, promise!! Tapos nung monday afternoon after naming mag-ukay-ukay, pumunta kami sa ASIN at nakipag-close muna kay Mother Nature. Wala akong masabi sa kagandahan ng kalikasan! nag-ala Tabing Ilog pa kami dahil naligo yung iba sa natis ba yon o ilog? Sa ilog na yun may mga malalaking bato, wala lang! hindi ako naligo at si Pido kasi kami ay pawang tamad! And ang last day namin ay para sa pagbili ng pasalubong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Sa pagpunta ko ng Baguio, marami akong na-discover. Una, dapat pala pag nag-sshampoo ipahid mo lang yung shampoo sa buhok mo. As in padiretso lang! Tapos pangit din pala na i-wrap ang buhok sa tuwalya pagkatapos maligo. Nakakasira daw yun ng buhok. Kanino ko nalaman to? Kay Ate Madz! Isipin mo, kung di ako sumama nga Baguio, di ko malalaman ito! Next, mas vain pa pala ang mga lalaki kaysa sa mga babae. Pinatunayan yan nina Jayson Yang at Pido. Musta naman! Ang tagal nilang manalamin, si Jayson para sa kanyang buhok at si Pido para sa kanyang pinakamamahal na mukha. Pangatlo, nakakatawa sina Caloi at Jason Medoza pag nalalasing! Isa pang musta naman! Caloi, musta na si Emily? Jason, "batchmate, tulungan mo ako!" Wehehehe! Next, ang galing umungol ni Kuya Gino kapag kinakanta niya ang 'Ipagpatawad mo..' "Ooooh, minahal kita agad.." Tapos, si Ate Prec ay naging dishwasher namin nung last day. At nalaman namin na kung magkakaanak siya, gusto nya labing-dalawa!! Wahahaha! Sabi nga ni Kuya Gino, dapat ngayon pa lang, mag-umpisa na siya. Lastly, may bago na namang salita sa aming APSM dictionary, ito ay ang 'rekta' (plural) o 'rektum' (singular) na ang ibig sabihin ay 'diretso na!' at 'katol' na ibang salita para sa drugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Haaay! ang sarap balikan ng aming experiences sa Baguio. Sana talaga maulit, kahit hindi na sa Baguio, kahit saan lang. Ang mahalaga, kasama ko ang mga minamahal kong orgmates...Ü&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/17803023-113047780819020464?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/113047780819020464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=113047780819020464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113047780819020464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/113047780819020464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2005/10/mga-alaala-ng-baguio.html' title='Mga Alaala ng Baguio....'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-112979737590183114</id><published>2005-10-20T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:52:56.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rekta na sa Baguio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yehey! Sa wakas may blog na rin ako! after 48 years... gusto ko pasalamatan yung gumawa pala nito. alam mo na kung sino ka kaya di na kita babanggitin. hindi kasi ako marunong gumawa e.. wehehe! nwei, hinding-hindi ko malilimutan ang trip namin sa baguio. sino-sino kmi? kuya gino, ate prec, ate angel, ate ava, ate madz, val, caloi, jason, jayson, dom, mara, pido at syempre ako! ang dami naming pinuntahan at talagang nag-enjoy ako. sayang nga lang dahil kami lang ang pumunta. na-miss ko yung ibang orgmates na di sumama. sana next time mas marami kami para mas masaya. haaay!!! namimiss ko na nga ang baguio. namimiss ko ang sobrang lamig na tubig na pinaliligo namin, ang pagboboating sa burnham park, ang-uukay-ukay, ang pag-papadi's, ang nature tripping, ang takutan, picturan, kwentuhan, kulitan at at marami pang iba. nalaman ko rin na di hamak na mas mura ang taxi dun kaysa sa manila. ang saya sayang magtaxi! nung nandun ako, marami akong na-realize pero hindi k muna sasabihin sa ngayon, secret muna. hehehe! sayang! wala akong nakilalang boylet dun.. sayang talaga! sana makabalik kami ulit na baguio o kaya pumunta ulit sa ibang lugar para mag-enjoy. tara na! rekta na! wehehe! parang nauubusan na ako ng sasabihin ah.. dahil first post ko ito sa blog ko, sana basahin nyo, bakit? wala lang! ang saya-saya talaga may blog na ako! maraming salamat talaga sa gumawa nito..Ü &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/17803023-112979737590183114?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/112979737590183114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=112979737590183114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/112979737590183114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/112979737590183114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2005/10/rekta-na-sa-baguio.html' title='Rekta na sa Baguio!'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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-17803023.post-112920303616184907</id><published>2005-10-13T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:30:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><content type='html'>hey, blog 'to ni zen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17803023-112920303616184907?l=iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/112920303616184907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17803023&amp;postID=112920303616184907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/112920303616184907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17803023/posts/default/112920303616184907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyourspiderwoman.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-blog.html' title='my blog'/><author><name>zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01595710868772795774</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></feed>
