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  <title>journal of ideas</title>
  <subtitle>kat</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>kat</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-23T15:09:01Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:21466</id>
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    <title>suspended!</title>
    <published>2006-07-23T15:05:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-23T15:09:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kpag tumibok ang puso.. hehe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">since suspended classes tom maguupdate na ko... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng marami sa inyo busing busy rin ako the past few weeks&amp;nbsp;ganito ata talaga pag palapit ng palapit sa grad. waaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya namin ni pre kahapon sa stscho sc reunion. hehe. nakita namin mom ni berta nagsspeech. di kami sanay haha. FYI: president si tita ng student council. e sabi nga ni pre&amp;nbsp;madalas&amp;nbsp;namin nakikita si tita over breakfast.. o kaya pag WALDO moments.. hehe.. pero hands down kami sa kanya.&amp;nbsp;galing lang ni berta dahil i siya nagattend. kami na lang rep niya. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;o and we got to see mrs pengson! namiss ko rin yun kahit papano. napagalitan ako nun nung "PRAISE MORNING" ay morning praise pala. (haha. ganun na ba&amp;nbsp;ako katagal na wala sa stscho? mroning praise nga lang nakalimutan ko pa!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and andun rin yung ibang kulasas from other decades. at may something talaga sa kanila/atin(?) na halata mong kulasa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos pagpasok ko yung alumnus na nasa ticket booth..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ako: &lt;em&gt;magkano po yung ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;siya (the kulasa from another decade): &lt;em&gt;one thousand lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ako: &lt;em&gt;ay ang mura&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (naglabas ako ng 1000.. joke.. 150)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;siya: &lt;em&gt;100 lang&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;ano batch mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ako:&amp;nbsp;(siyet di ko maalala!) &lt;em&gt;ano nga pala batch ko? ... ... .... .... ... ... ah 2004!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pinakamasayang part e ung dinner! excuse me nakacater. yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;tapos cyempre chika chiks with ms cruz ms gretch ms louise ms yas (who heped us enter the HS DANCE without any tickets at kahit na nakajeans ako.. dahil and dress code ay strictly semiformal) at manang anabel sa cac! dun pa rin kami tumambay ni pre. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at at at at at at at can i just say.... semi-formal ang dance. i just cant cant cant get over it. naka cocktail dress ang mga kulasa. as in parang isang malaking debut. grabe na to. at habang andun kami ni pre sa passageway sa likod ng cac a.k.a &lt;em&gt;forbidden entrance/exit&lt;/em&gt; ng cac.. nakakaobserve kami ng mga students. at at at at yung iba e tila nakagown na. san ka pa. at at at at&amp;nbsp;syempre di mawawala ang mga boyzzz nila. na nakapolo. haha. nakakatawa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko stscho. sana makapunta kayo sa upcoming reunions. ü&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:20439</id>
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    <title>shit happened.</title>
    <published>2006-05-29T09:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-29T09:44:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's officially the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;worst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weekend of my life (except when we got to watch x-men.). &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;don't ask why.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;just pray&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me and tell God na tulungan niya ako with whatever i'm going through right now. please. kailangan ko talaga. &amp;nbsp;Alam na niya yun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aaliwin ko na lang sarili ko dito sa lj.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since x-men hangover na 'to to the next level eto na! cyempre gaya rin kay tasha. hihi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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            &lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Iceman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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            &lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/iceman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You tried to live a normal life, but it just wasn't possible A bit of a slacker, you rather tell jokes than cultivate your powers Powers: turning self and others into ice, making ice weapons, becoming nearly invisible&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasha, iceman versus pyro na to! best battle! hahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siyet bat naman ako lalaki?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:19708</id>
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    <title>for summer</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T04:31:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T04:31:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">san nga ba tayo pupunta sa summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di na alam nung friend ko yun contact number sa tali e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go lets plan gusto after ng finals ko alis agad!!!!! waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing: defense namin bukas.. our paper's still under construction.. after 3-4 hours of debate sa ym.. more hours of writing SOME parts of the paper.. and stil more hours of editing.. kala ko di na ko matutulog.. wala pa kong susuotin bukas!!! better run to glorietta if i have time.. IF I HAVE TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update me na lang.. for any suggestions kung saan tayo pupunta sa summer! (huddle...) go team go!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:18967</id>
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    <title>close to you</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T13:41:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-08T13:41:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">friends nood daw tayo &lt;b&gt;close to you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game! &lt;b&gt;makati! gabi!&lt;/b&gt; para sa mga uuwing magisa sa feb 14. nye!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;feb 18 &lt;/b&gt;saturday tayo nood!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:13794</id>
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    <title>i owe the world an attitude of gratitude!</title>
    <published>2005-09-25T14:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-25T14:15:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>happy birthday!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;salamat sa lahat ng nagpasaya ng birthday ko!!.. hehe..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;my blockmates (emong toby wawong phoebe --&amp;gt;&lt;em&gt;and red of course jc and frank din)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;pilar and tin sa inyong napakagandang video.. (teleport pala ah.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;icci salamat sa lahat!.. alam niyo na yun!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;mwah mwah mwah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;sa lahat ng di nakapunta kagabi na alam ko namang may valid reasons, mahal ko pa din kayo! nadama ko naman ang ispiritu ninyu!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00cccc" size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;"cannibal ka pala.. uy marami pa kaming leftover sa bahay, daan ka para malagay mo sa balde ni babe.. WHOA!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:13542</id>
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    <title>sorbetes @ 2005-09-10T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-10T13:39:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-10T13:39:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>walaa!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;pilar and tin.. we need to volt in!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;(basahin nio message ko sa ym!!!).. nyayayayaya!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;bakit kasi sa dun pa sa may mga nakakakilala sa akin no.. hahaha..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;im gonna have a BF.. (hindi boyfriend ah).. haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:13245</id>
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    <title>one good day comin up</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T15:33:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T15:36:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ARINGKINGKINGKINGKING</lj:music>
    <content type="html">actually it came up na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiv and i got a bonding moment like those moments in overnight/inuman/sabugan sessions! yipee! i promise shiv, i missed you seatmate!.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the *cheers* (klink)&lt;br /&gt;for the record, i finished my *toot* with you! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;the work of art with our signatures.. cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin forward to our gimmicks (don't forget our hidden agenda!) hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi guys party ko ha!.. bonding moment to!.. drink til you drop.. or drop na lang agad! hahaha.. or drink na walang dropping kung kaya mo!..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font size="20"&gt;SEPTEMBER 24, 2005 SATURDAY.. GILIGAN'S ISLAND GLORIETTA.. 7:00 PM. CASUAL ATTIRE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:12968</id>
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    <title>party!</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T11:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T11:04:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;september 24th is reserved for my birthday party!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;giligan's island glorietta..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;gonna give invites maybe next week?.. ewan.. hehe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:12758</id>
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    <title>sorbetes @ 2005-08-28T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T04:51:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T04:51:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">addictus SIMSus..&lt;br /&gt;labo na ng mata ko!&lt;br /&gt;holiday bukazz!&lt;br /&gt;wala naman talaga kong pasok!&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng peanuts!&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng cheetos!&lt;br /&gt;sarap kumain!&lt;br /&gt;pero di masarap tumaba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya ang dali tumaba pero mahirap pumayat?&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya thunder only happens when its raining?&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya nabaliw si sisa?(guia wag ka dito magbasa ng NOLI sa tabi ko!)&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya ang baby kalbo?&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya nagkaroon ako ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;bakit kaya tanong ako ng tanong?&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba nakikialam ka?&lt;br /&gt;bakit ko inaaway sarili ko?&lt;br /&gt;bakit bakit bakit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto last one: WOULD YOU FALL TO PIECES IF I NEVER CAME BACK?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:12292</id>
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    <title>soooo booooored</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T04:41:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T04:41:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>starbucks album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i put the B in ORED.. e di OREDB!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:12223</id>
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    <title>tama ba yan?</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T16:18:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T16:18:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>again i go unnoticed!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight is the night..&lt;br /&gt;the night dedicated to THE marketing paper..&lt;br /&gt;a paper about Ysa Botanica Papaya Soap..&lt;br /&gt;that's why i was asking about it yesterday sa ym.. (ercs, i am not in the print ad. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, SIMS na to!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:11910</id>
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    <title>sleepover = no sleep</title>
    <published>2005-08-08T00:47:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-08T00:47:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thanks berta! ang saya!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:11563</id>
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    <title>sabi na lalaki ako.. at least nakakalipad!!! wheeeeh!</title>
    <published>2005-08-08T00:40:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-08T00:40:52Z</updated>
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    <title>deadline for the pictures</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T02:25:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T02:25:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#6666cc" size="7"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deadline for the photo mosaic photos.. haha.. aug. 6!.. before ng party ni erica!.. hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:11195</id>
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    <title>brownout!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T06:37:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T06:37:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>6 cycle mind still playin in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i'm doing my article review for english.. basa dito type doon.. basa.. anong kailangan?.. ah eto.. type type.. biglang.. nagshutdown ang computer!!!.. papasok pa lang ung thought na "hala may virus na naman tong computer nagloloko na naman" sa utak ko.. kaso namatay  din LAHAT ng ilaw.. peste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginawa ko?.. di ako gumawa ng draft whatsoever.. kailangan ko din ng break no!.. naglaro na lang sa kandila! tara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cycle mind tumugtog kaninang u break.. sharing..</content>
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    <title>para kay ms ty</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T02:20:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T02:20:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;ui send kayo ng pics nio sa akin.. gagawa ako ng lil something para kay ms ty.. yung mga mukhang bumabati ng happy birthday.. pwede kayo maghawak ng banner, ng cake ng kandila.. bahala kayo sa props.. o kahit walang props basta makikita mo lahat sa expression ng mukha.. ok??.. send nio sa akin this week!.. kahit isa, dalawa, gusto nio tatlo pa!.. aryt???.. mamatay na ang di magsend!..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>ano na namang problema mo?</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T00:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T00:24:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>whirlwind inside my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nakakatamad gumawa ng webpage&lt;br /&gt;nakakatamad magtype&lt;br /&gt;ang lamig&lt;br /&gt;giniginaw ako&lt;br /&gt;nagddry yung skin ko&lt;br /&gt;kailangan ko maglotion&lt;br /&gt;bakit ang kikay ko?&lt;br /&gt;wala akong jacket&lt;br /&gt;may muta pa ko&lt;br /&gt;antok pa ko&lt;br /&gt;isang beses pa lang ako nagsusuklay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something tells me this is going to be a not so nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pilar, tama ka, therapy nga tong lj.. sarap maglabas.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:10488</id>
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    <title>basahin niyo to! ang cute!</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T01:10:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T01:10:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wala</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Eduardo G. Fajardo Admu hs64 ! col68 ?&lt;br&gt;Commencement Address&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;De La Salle University Manila&lt;br&gt;June 18, 2005&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Dedicated to My Mother, My Hero&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Natividad Galang-Fajardo&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;( 1910 - 2004 )&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Not too many people know that this is the third&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;time I have tried to be a LaSallian. Back in 1964,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;was desperate to get into college on scholarship&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;because I knew that my mother, who was raising all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;nine of us by herself, could not afford anything&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; else.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;My only options were to get a scholarship or to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; work&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;by the day and study at night as all my older&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; brothers&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and sisters had done before me.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;One day, somebody told me De La Salle University&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;had scholarships for poor students. So, I walked&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; from&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;our home in Tondo, near the railroad tracks of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Tutuban&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Station, through Abad Santos Avenue, along Bambang&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; St.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;through Magdalena, then Avenida Rizal, through&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Plaza&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Sta. Cruz, over the bridge spanning the Pasig&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; River,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;through City Hall, along Taft Avenue, through Isaac&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Peral, through PGH, and finally LaSalle Taft.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;There, I was told I needed to pay a P 3.00&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;examination fee. Since I did not have the money&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; (which&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;explains why I had to walk in the first place), I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;walked back to Tondo, reversed myself through Taft,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Isaac Peral, etc., until I got back home. My mother&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;confirmed my fears but she referred me to my&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; married&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;older sister, Ate Sylvia, who managed to save the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;money for me after three weeks.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;I walked back again to De La Salle where they told&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;me that they would schedule me for an exam a month&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;down the road. In the meantime, I heard about&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; another&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;school, went there, took the exam and,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; miraculously,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;won a full four-year scholarship. After the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;celebrations, I remembered the P 3.00 so I went&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; back&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to La Salle, again on foot, to reclaim it. There, I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;was told it was non-refundable. So, I walked the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;streets again but, somehow, the trip felt longer&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; than&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;ever before.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Today, I am honored to receive a doctorate,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;honoris cau sa, from La Salle for my work for the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; last&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;two decades with scholars. Pardon my pride but I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; think&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;I deserve this degree: I walked to La Salle and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; back 3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;times and I paid P3.00 for this, 41 years in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; advance!&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Seriously, I would like to thank De La Salle for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;granting me a doctorate degree in the humanities,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;honoris causa, and for giving me the privilege of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;addressing this gathering today.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;May I have the honor of being among the first&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to congratulate the De La Salle University Class of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;2005 for a job well done. You have earned the right&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to call yourselves with pride "LaSallians", a name&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;that evokes the excellence of your academic&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; traditions&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and holds the promise of your future as leaders of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;country and educators of the poor. May I now ask&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;the parents and loved ones of the graduates to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; please&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;rise and remain standing.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Graduates, let us give your parents and your loved&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;ones a big hand in gratitude for their love and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;support throughout your years of study in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;La Salle. They are your heroes, the first ones in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;life. Thank you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;(Parents and loved ones, you may now sit down.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Thank&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you.)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;May I also acknowledge the presence among you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;today of a special group of teachers. Will the 30&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;joint scholars of the Natividad Galang Fajardo&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Foundation and De La Salle University please rise&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;remain standing. They are teachers from 17 public&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;schools and the Philippine Normal University who&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; will&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;receive their Master of Arts degree in Education&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; with&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you today, 5 with Distinction and 2 with High&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Distinction. They will go back to teaching jobs in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;public schools with lower salaries and longer work&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;hours than in most of the private sector jobs but,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;assure you, they are committed to, even passionate&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;about, teaching the deserving poor. Indeed, these&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;thirty "Bravehearts", are true heroes of our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; country.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Let us also give them a big hand. Thank you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;(Scholars, you may now sit down. Thank you.)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;My biggest hero is my mother, Natividad&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Galang-Fajardo, "Ima" as we called her in our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; native&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Pampango. Her family was her life. In 1955, she had&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;double-crisis. My father had a massive heart attack&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and was bed-ridden and jobless with big medical&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; bills&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to pay for the next 12 years.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;If that was not enough, she had 9 children, the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;youngest being only 1 year old at the time. Things&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;were so bad that her relatives offered to adopt&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; some&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of us but she would have none of that. My mother&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; drew&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;on her faith and focused her energies on keeping&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; her&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;family together. She cooked "champorado"&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;by the tub and sold it in a "kariton" beside the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Quiapo church daily before the crack of dawn. She&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;fried "lumpia" and "turon" by the hundreds which we&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;then peddled all over Sta. Cruz district in the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;afternoon. She bought piglets in January, fattened&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;them with our neighbors' table scraps and sold the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;pigs in May for our school expenses. As poor as we&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;were, she always had a coin or two for Mass, a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;mandatory weekly event for all of us when we had to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;wear our best clothes.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;What sustained her was a vivid vision of a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;better life through education. Thanks to the free&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;public school system, all nine of us reached high&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;school. Thanks to scholarships, three of us&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; finished&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;college. She inspired all of us to believe in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;ourselves and to excel in anything we were doing&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;which happened to be academics for me. In her 93&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;years with us, she never complained, never asked&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;anything for herself and always encouraged us to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; take&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;care of others around us.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Growing up poor in Tondo, you develop a sense of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;stages in your life and your role in each. In the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;first stage, people take care of you. You have met&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; two&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;such heroes so far, your parents and your mentors,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; who&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;taught you lovingkindness and compassion, critical&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;thinking and a sense of mission. In the second, you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;learn to empower yourself by learning a trade.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Here, you take care of yourself as you become your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;own hero. You look for either a scholarship to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; college&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;or, failing that, you get a job quickly and study&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; at&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;night. In the third stage, you take care of others.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;You look after your younger siblings' education,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;take care of your own family, you support your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; parents&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;in their old age and you care of anybody else who&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;comes along the best way you can. The stages&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; overlap,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;the years fly by so fast and life repeats itself as&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you become a "hero" to others.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Today, you have become full-fledged members of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;society, in the second stage of your life. From&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; this&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;day forward, you will take care of yourselves and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;learn a decent trade. You will learn to excel in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;whatever it is that drives you with a passion for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; that&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;is the only way you will achieve any thing&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; important&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;in this world.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Consider yourselves lucky, very lucky, that you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;are LaSallians. Your parents have the means to get&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to the best school where you can get the best&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;education along with the best minds and talents in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;country. But, even now, you must be aware that,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; soon&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;enough, you will have to take care of others around&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you. Because you have been gifted with so much, you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;will be res ponsible for a lot more.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Let me now show you who you are responsible for.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;I am told that, in 2004, there were 7.7 million&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Filipinos working abroad, roughly 9.3% of our total&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;population. If you add the undocumented ones, the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;percentage figure can easily rise to 10% of our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; total&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;population.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;One out of every ten Filipinos is working outside&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;the country! If each such Overseas Filipino Worker&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;("OFW") has even only two dependents, that means&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;nearly one out of every three Filipinos today&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; depends&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;on OFW remittances &amp;lt;?param Verdana&amp;gt;for their&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;livelihood. For you to get a better appreciation of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;this diaspora, 2,378 Filipinos left every single&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; day&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of 2003 to work abroad.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;This exodus is the single biggest mass movement&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of workers in our century. It has and will continue&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;have major economic, social, political, and moral&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;ramifications on the future character of our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; country&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and our people.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;For some time now, OFWs have been carrying us on&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;their shoulders. To begin with, our economy is&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; totally&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;dependent on OFW jobs to keep unemployment down and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;maint ain economic growth at a steady pace. The&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;earnings of OFWs are probably the only thing&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; keeping&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;our economy afloat at this time. $ 8.55 Billion of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;annual remittances go a long way towards supporting&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;families back home and shoring up the government's&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;dollar reserves to help service maturities from our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; $&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;56 billion of foreign loans.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;The major growth sectors in our country today are&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;principal beneficiaries of substantial expenditures&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; by&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;OFW dependents in housing, clothing, food and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;education. Clearly, OFWs are modern-day heroes of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;country.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Like all else, there is a price to pay for all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;these. The Filipino family system is at risk.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Almost&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;one-third of our population is growing up without&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; at&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;least one parent: the absence of a mother or a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; father&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;against the backdrop of available cash has strained&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;our traditional family structure and values: we see&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;broken marriages, second families, prostitution,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;out-of-school youth, drug addiction, among others,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; on&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;the rise in the OFW sector.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;It is no bed of roses either for the OFWs&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;abroad: the women are the most vu lnerable to human&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;trafficking while the men take on some of the most&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;dangerous jobs. If they escape these, many OFWs are&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;forced to accept entry-level jobs because the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; quality&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of public school education back home has so&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;deteriorated that they lack the professional skills&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;compete at higher job levels. Thus, every time a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; bomb&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;goes off in Israel or a truck driver is kidnapped&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Iraq or a maid is beaten up in Singapore, we hold&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;collective breath as a nation, fearing that yet&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;another Filipino has been abused or, worse, that&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;another Filipino is going home in a casket.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;And still Filipinos continue to brave dangers&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and endure loneliness away from their families for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;simple reason: we have collectively failed them. We&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;have failed to create enough decent jobs to save&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; them&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;from a life of grinding poverty back home. We have&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;failed to create a fair and just society,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; respectful&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of the rights of every man, woman and child and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;protective of our environment.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Every generation has a defining challenge. My&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;generation was asked to reclaim democracy from a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; cruel&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;dictatorship and to restore justice. We did get&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;democracy back but we have utterly failed so far to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;make it responsive to the needs of the people. The&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;challenge for your generation today is to create&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;enough decent jobs for a fast- growing population&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to promote a better quality of life for all in a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; fair&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and just society. The personal challenge for you,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;course, is to stay home, forego the "American&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Dream"&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of material comforts and cast your lot with our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;people. Your response to these challenges will&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; define&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you and your generation; it will be the story of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;life.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;You need to prepare to move up to the third stage&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of your life wherein you begin to take care of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; others.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;This time, "others" will include not just your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;immediate family, not even just your La Salle&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; family.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;You need to be a special kind of hero: you need to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; be&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;a patriot, someone who loves an entire country,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;someone who takes it upon himself to be responsible&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;for an entire people.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;At the first level, patriotism is simply the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;awareness of and compassion for all of our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; countrymen;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;it is to be one with all Filipinos. It is a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;celebration of a common history and values with all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;people within the same shared space. It is an&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;identification with an entire people, an&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; affirmation&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;of being part of a transcendental spirit animating&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Filipinos so that we feel each other's pain and we&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;rejoice in each other's triumphs.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Ateneans and La Sallites should not weep when&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;they lose to each other in basketball games. They&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;should weep, instead, for Christians and Moslems&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; who&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;are casualties in and refugees from the continuing&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;conflict in Mindanao. We should raise funds not&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; just&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;for the annual Ateneo-La Salle athletic tournaments&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;but for scholarships for the children of our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; neighbors&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;right here in Leveriza who today are separated from&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;the rich of La Salle not by the short distance of a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;few street meters but by the wall of poverty.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;For a just society, we should teach our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;children at an early age that the poor and the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; ethnic&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;minorities were not created by a lesser god but by&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;same God we worship. We should tell them that God&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; is&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;in our employees -- our drivers, our gardeners and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;maids -- who, therefore, deserve the same respect&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;support as we give our own family for the blessings&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;they give us in our daily lives.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;At the second level, patriotism is creating&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;vehicles of hope for one's countrymen. It ennobles&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;national psyche. A poor man with a job is a happy&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;leader and willing provider for a family. A bright&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;student with a scholarship is a person with a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; future&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and a stake in our society.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;LaSallians, do not to leave for work abroad. I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;can understand why poorly-educated Filipinos have&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;look for jobs abroad but not you. You are in the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; best&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;position to start a business here or to start a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;professional career of your own with your La Salle&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;education, your family finances and your personal&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;connections. Do not just take a job, create a job!&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;There are many business opportunities here for the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;bright, the hard-working, the creative and the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;patient: just ask the Koreans and the mainland&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Chinese&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;businessmen who have been settling here in droves&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;search of a better life. Create jobs so that our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; OFWs&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;have an option to stay home, be with their families&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and str engthen our institutions and values as a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;nation.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;LaSallians, donate scholarships to the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;deserving poor and set to motion infinite circles&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;goodwill. The scholarship Mr. Jose B. Fernandez,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Jr.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;gave me to the Ateneo de Manila University in 1964&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; has&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;since grown, through the Natividad Galang-Fajardo&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Foundation, to 329 scholarships, 56 funded&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;professorial chairs (of which 31 are in La Salle),&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;several scholarship funds and one graduate school&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;mathematics education, among many others. Imagine&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;next circle. Right in your own home, provide&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;scholarships to the child ren of your household&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; staff.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;They, too, are your responsibility.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Better yet, donate a professorial chair. Adopt a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;public school teacher, buy her books, help her&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; source&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;a computer; make it your personal apostolate to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;encourage and to support her as she serves God and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;country in the trenches of public education. A&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; typical&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;teacher touches the lives of at least 5,000&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; students&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;in a 25-year career. Her inspiration to our young,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;however, is forever: At 57, I still carry with me&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;today values and lessons about life I learned from&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; my&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;teachers at F. Balagtas Elementary School and at&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Arellano (Public) High School half-a-century ago.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;At the third and highest level, patriotism is&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;sacrificing one's own time, one's career, and, if&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;necessary, even one's own life for love of country.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;LaSallians, trace a non-traditional path: pursue a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;service- oriented career.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Teach in state universities yourself, especially&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;in the provinces where there is a scarcity of good&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Ph.D.'s. Work for the government and be a model of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; an&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;honest, efficient and motivated civil servant for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;sake of the masses who desperately need social&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;services. Join NGOs to protect the environment,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; uphold&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;human rights, teach population control to the poor,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; or&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;safeguard the environment. In short, donate&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; yourself&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;to your country. Be a hero to the rest of us.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;La Salle parents, please do not tell your&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;graduate to become yet another Wharton MBA selling&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Citibank private banking products to already rich&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;people in Asia. Allow him, instead, to make a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;meaningful career here.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;If he is good in Mathematics and if he loves&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;teaching, why not grant himPh.D. scholarship so&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; that&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;he can teach the poor? Forget the pay; by the mere&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;fact that you have a La Sallian son, God has given&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;enough blessings already. Donate your son to the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; poor,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;as the Father gave us His Only Son. If you wish,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; hedge&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;his bet:: give your own son a huge professorial&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; chair&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;so that he can better concentrate on his apostolic&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;work. Encourage him daily. Affirm his decision.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;For me, all three levels patriotism come so&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;naturally. They are ingrained in the three stages&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; of&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;life in Tondo as we start with "heroes" who help us&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and become "heroes" to others later on. Patriotism&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;begins with my mother's love for her children and&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;expands into her children sharing her love with all&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Filipinos through our Foundation. "Inang" in&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Tagalog&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;and "Ima" in Pampango represent to me all that is&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;caring, loving, noble, and worth sacrificing&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; oneself&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;for.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;The Philippines, our country, is my "Inang&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Bayan", my mother's land, my motherland. It is the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;home of my heroes, my mother and my teachers. Now,&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; it&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;is the home of my own family --my wife and my two&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;sons. Everything that I am, I developed here;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;everything that I have, I earned here. Why should I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;be selfish? "Bakit ako magmamaramot ? "And so I&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; expand&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;my mother's love for me and my love for my mother&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; to&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;my love for my own country. Thus, I am responsible&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; for&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;all my countrymen. I am a Filipino. I am&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; responsible&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;for all Filipinos.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;And so are you, too, my dear graduates. You are&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;not LaSallians, you are more than that. You are&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Filipinos. Therefore, love your country as you love&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;your own mother and as your mother loves you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;And so , my dear graduates, go forth into the&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;world. Write a good life story. Be a hero. Be a&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Filipino.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;My mother be with you. La Salle be with you. Our&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;country be with&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;you.God be with you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;Maraming salamat po sa inyong lahat. Pagpalain&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;tayong lahat ng Diyos.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>i wish it was sembreak already</title>
    <published>2005-07-27T12:18:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-27T12:18:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>WANGBU rocks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm not really in my "i'm going to school to learn lots of things" mood..&lt;br /&gt;i'm rarely in that mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english teacher sucks big time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:9952</id>
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    <title>you can call me.. (choose one)</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T15:04:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T15:15:42Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:9423</id>
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    <title>i like the rain.. kung may bubong!</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T14:16:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T14:22:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>la cucaracha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">made different packagings AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;for nail polish..&lt;br /&gt;one was renaissance - ish.. the popstar nail polish! IN RAINBOW! (go pilar!)&lt;br /&gt;the other was gothic.. the rockstar polish!.. &lt;br /&gt;the other was ethnic.. makulay!.. sorbetes! (that's me!.. SORBETES!)&lt;br /&gt;and the other one?.. minimalist.. with minimal time and effort.. a red box labeled nail polish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at EGI.. didnt have the usual combo 3.. for a change.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comsta lessons..&lt;br /&gt;i hate permutations and combinations.. they keep coming back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go home from school.. aga ko nga umuwi e.. e di nasa gate na ko diba.. nagdoorbell ako.. walang nagbubukas.. doorbell uli.. 2 minutes.. 5 minutes.. shit umuulan na!.. una kong inisip.. buti na lang nasa bahay na ko!.. but then again.. di naman ako makapasok!!!!.. wala pa kong credits! perfect! tae!.. buti na lang may savior lolo na kapitbahay namin.. binigyan akong payong kasi nakisilong ako sa bubong nila.. ano pa bang gagawin ko?.. thanks very much my savior lolo!.. promise aalamin ko pangalan mo! at babatiin na kita pag nadadaanan kita!.. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll"&gt;thank god for savior lolo&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:8854</id>
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    <title>an update.. finally..</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T00:27:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-23T00:28:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hehe.. kamusta ka naman livejournal.. long time no something!.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are some things/people/events that have been making my life interesting in the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAR OF THE YAO.. si Yao Ming lagi namin kasabay kumain sa Aristo!.. hahaha.. he doesn't look as big as he is on tv.. ulol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to go on our field trip sa ibang bansa!.. pero next year pa!.. kahit na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Bear actually teaches accounting?.. yes dear, yes he does.. teacher ko cia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Java, pasta, coffee, cookies and more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy watching my teacher in jprizal.. tumitirik mata niya men! i don't actually listen.. i just watch.. pero mabait naman cia e.. nyahaha.. binawi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3 hour break seems short.. when you have cards.. a real deck of cards (hindi yung papel na ginupit gupit..) but strictly no gambling ayt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most pathetic thing I've done lately was to play cards using cut outs from a notebook.. haha.. sa sobrang ka-adikan.. gumupit na lang sa notebook.. nyahahah.. and did i mention that we played in Mcdo?.. bawal magcards kasi dun.. galing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class is fun!.. This is not a hoks (hoax)!.. you have to see a srink (shrink)!.. hala hala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi mates tin pilar tyo (the mainstays).. emong jec kuka phoebe toby waw.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;html&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;i could be ordinary i could be the one&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/html&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:8668</id>
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    <title>journal mo journal mo?!</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T09:19:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T09:19:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>especially for you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yey!.. nagupdate na ko after 48 years!.. o yan TIN nagupdate na!.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TG, i just want you all to know that i had one of the best weekends of my life with you girls!.. this is a stepping stone in my life.. because i learned how to play mahjong!!!.. wahahaha.. and that thing we did nung gabi sa tabi ng car ng mom ni Ercs!.. hehe.. saya!.. and the heart-to-heart and the inuman.. and the heart-to-heart part 2.. basta lahat!!!.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana regular na to.. kung ok kina ercs!.. hehe.. bahay mo bahay mo?.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna do a shout out to my co-THREE CABALLEROS.. hehe..</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:7274</id>
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    <title>debut ni mira</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T04:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T04:38:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">guys, debut ni mira namove to march 19.. di na march 12... okay???? yay!!!... another debut!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sorbetes:6988</id>
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    <title>time is a valuable thing watch it fly by as the pendulum swings..</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T03:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T03:59:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>typing and mouse clicks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hi blog.. im still in school.. spending my two hour break in the computer lab.. haaay.. should i be studying?.. study?.. bat ko naman naisip yun?.. well, what's in store for me tomorrow?.. a long test in chemistry.. a test that covers at least 2 quarters of our chemistry in high school.. a quiz in accounting.. i have to get a high grade considering i got a 'pasang awa' last time.. and a narration for my english class.. bummer.. i have to get a lot of sleep because i have to make up for sleeping late.. technically early morning.. since last week.. ah!.. i'd really like to have my pillow here with me!.. hmmm.. sarap.. but no.. mag-aaral ako mamaya.. how sad.. buti na lang pwede ako maging masaya mamaya dahil sa Filipino!!!.. Pilar bakit?.. dahil ka group ko si *****... hehe.. and that's like our major project for this term.. and we'd be spending lots of time together doing our project!!.. *yay!!!*.. haaaay.. sana kausapin niya ko mamaya.. hahaha.. pag hindi, di ako mag-aaral!.. sinong tinakot mo?!.. hehe..</content>
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