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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11132783.post-112264620323335334</id><published>2005-07-29T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T07:10:03.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I HAD A WONDERFUL DAY TODAY!! =) AND I THANK GOD FOR THAT...FOR ALWAYS MAKING MY DAY WONDERFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-112264620323335334?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/112264620323335334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=112264620323335334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112264620323335334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112264620323335334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/07/wonderful-day.html' title='wonderful day!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-112256341224705363</id><published>2005-07-28T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T08:10:12.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being optimistic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodevening Bloggie!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hmm, someone just told me that my blog is the saddest one that she has come upon with so far..haha..so here..imma try to make a HAPPY entry tonight. imma also try to be a lil OPTIMISTIC tonight.hehe..=) ok? so here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Thank GOD for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...giving me a family like what I've already got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...letting me pass in all of my exams so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...guiding me always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...not forsaking me even for just a single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...always providing for me and my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...giving me a great class (1-PTB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...blessing me with a WONDERFUL life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...always forgiving me of my sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...everything that HE has done for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...everything that HE has given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-112256341224705363?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/112256341224705363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=112256341224705363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112256341224705363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112256341224705363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/07/being-optimistic.html' title='Being optimistic.'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-112227625259265847</id><published>2005-07-25T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T00:32:44.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Demanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TO: Someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROM AN EXPECTANT LOVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;by: Czarmayne Chug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU..BUT how come I can't feel the love that I want to receive from you?&lt;br /&gt;You have said those three words to me a lotta times already BUT how come I can't feel it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just too demanding?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just expecting too much from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want YOU to be here with me always&lt;br /&gt;I want YOU here beside me...&lt;br /&gt;to comfort me and to LOVE me.&lt;br /&gt;BUT how come you're not?&lt;br /&gt;YOU're near, YET sooo FAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that your LOVE is already here beside me but I am just too demanding?&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, I can't see what YOU are already sacrificing?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE of expecting tooo much from you that I already became blinded to what you are GIVING?&lt;br /&gt;And I see that as being NOT enough?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the other way around?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you just don't give your best to satusfy me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because YOu really don't love me?&lt;br /&gt;And that I am just your "GF" and not your lifetime partner?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I answer all of these?&lt;br /&gt;WHy is that when I am asking you these things all you can say is "I'M SORRY"?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I have an explanation from you?&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-112227625259265847?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/112227625259265847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=112227625259265847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112227625259265847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112227625259265847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/07/simply-demanding.html' title='Simply Demanding'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-112226642460250484</id><published>2005-07-25T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:44:58.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know what, bloggie? I have missed you sooo much! =) hihi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..it's been a month now, since I haven't written on this blog of mine. Hmm..I don't know what came over me that I began writing again. Well, the obvious reason is B-O-R-E-D-O-M-E..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, umm, lemme start by sharing with you my college life. First thing of all, ALL OF MY FRIENDS THERE ARE GREAT! They are sooo fun to be with.. and They're not just there in good times but they are also there whenever I have problems or when I need something. What else? hmm, all the teachers there are wonderful! I never thought that college would be this FUN and I thought that I would never really enjoy it but I was wrong.. College is the total opposite of what I thought about it. Hopefully, I would pass my five-year course and continue with med proper if that is part of what God has already planned for me. That's it for now! I am eating right now, that's why I can't think of anything much to write BUT eat! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh and I would like to greet my friend macky because I know that YOU are very eager to read this..wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-112226642460250484?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/112226642460250484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=112226642460250484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112226642460250484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/112226642460250484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-know-what-bloggie-i-have-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111798004539927918</id><published>2005-06-05T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T07:00:45.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused!</title><content type='html'>I'm soo confused. *sigh* COULD SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME?  oh, and, I'm sorry, my friends, if I haven't been updating my blog lately.  I'm just not in the mood.  That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111798004539927918?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111798004539927918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111798004539927918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111798004539927918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111798004539927918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/06/confused.html' title='Confused!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111685872824608344</id><published>2005-05-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T07:29:03.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Writing: My Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Free Writing: My Thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World. What's happening to our WORLD at this present time? The evil things are surfacing the news all around the world. Heinous crimes are rampant nowadays. In every corners of the world, there are lots and lots of killings that's happening and have already happened. Suicidal rates are are growing faster and faster every second. Prostitutes have already taken up a large percent of our world's population. As time goes by, the world is not a safe place to live in, from the very air that we breathe in to the living things that we trust. Is this "the world" which GOD has intended it to be from the very start that HE had created it?&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering what was it like during Adam and Eve's time or Noah's and Moses' times? Or what would I feel if I could really walk and talk with Jesus personally? *sigh* The evilness of men had driven HIM to be far away from us. I mean physically. Although I know that all of these are part of GOD's plan for all of us. I just wish that somehow I am already living during those times that Jesus is walking here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the world before is such a nice nice place to live in. There's a lot of fresh air for us to breathe in, a lot of GREEN trees everywhere, and a lot of nice people whom you could talk to sensibly, people with manners and breedings, people who are really innocent and honest, people who are simply humans and not ANIMALS. *Sorry to put it that way, but that's the truth and the truth really hurts, I know.*&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of these things made me realized that the world today is getting worst every second of a minute, every minute of an hour, and every hour of the day. I also noticed that BAD people had already influenced and is still continuing on influencing a lot of GOOD people to do BAD things as well so that there would be only a few good men who will be left in here.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I could help but I really wanted to. SO if ever I could do anything, could you please inform me immediately? I am begging you to encourage me on thinking that we are not really hopeless after all, 'coz that's what I really feel about this world right now.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think that I am going nuts in here. Hmm...or maybe...I am really becoming like one. *sigh* One could never really know what boredom could bring to people. Anyway, I missed eating strawberries..*yummmeehhh!* So, if anybody there who is reading this and who has a good heart of sharing, this is sorta like a "PARINIG" to you. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I just wanna share that last Sunday, I finally went to church. I felt being revived. It's a good feeling though. I really wanna sing praises to God. I love those praise and worship songs.&lt;br /&gt;I have come up with a list of what I miss, what I don't like with my attitude and habits (hopefully I could change them), and what I HATE about life, and here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I MISS...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ him&lt;br /&gt;+ eating strawberries&lt;br /&gt;+imported sampaloc from Thailand (the spicy ones)&lt;br /&gt;+going to TAIWAN&lt;br /&gt;+going to school&lt;br /&gt;+my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bad Attitudes and Habits...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being mataray/masungit MOST of the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+swearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being a crammer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being stubborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+my "spending a lot" sickness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being cold to some people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+being insensitive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HATE...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;+hurting people unintentionally (I don't know how to stop this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;+my bad attitude and habits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;+to see this poor country of ours on becoming unproductive and hopeless as day goes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111685872824608344?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111685872824608344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111685872824608344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111685872824608344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111685872824608344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/free-writing-my-thoughts.html' title='Free Writing: My Thoughts...'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111685533169182947</id><published>2005-05-23T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T06:35:31.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;by: ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are my inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;are the reason that I keep going on with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the only one who could put smiles on my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;where are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111685533169182947?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111685533169182947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111685533169182947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111685533169182947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111685533169182947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/you.html' title='YOU!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111651927231894322</id><published>2005-05-19T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:14:32.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid me</title><content type='html'>It was stupid of me to let YOU go. &lt;br /&gt;The moment that YOU have confessed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;The moment that YOU have spake those words. &lt;br /&gt;The moment that YOU have those feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have let that M-O-M-E-N-T pass&lt;br /&gt;...SO SO SO SO stupid of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111651927231894322?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111651927231894322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111651927231894322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111651927231894322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111651927231894322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/stupid-me.html' title='stupid me'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111580409833889438</id><published>2005-05-11T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:39:38.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAN of My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;MAN of My Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;by: Czarmayne Chug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finding you is so hard to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O, When will you come, my prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have been waiting ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My heart is yearning to be loved by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Being with you is all I've ever dreamt of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thinking that you're my knight in shining armor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who could help me escape from these miseries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who could save me from the loneliness of my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There are a lot who have fallen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But none whom I really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I haven't chosen yet, so please hurry up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'Coz it's you whom I've been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You're sweet voice that will put me to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You're manly behavior that will make my bones tremble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You're gentle ways that will put a smile on my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You're unwaivering faith on GOD that will sweep me off my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;These are what I've been longing for all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O GOD, Can you please give me a hint as to when will my prince come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just a single hint could make my heart leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Grant my wish, O Lord, to satisfy this lil' dried heart of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kyte signing out...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAITING&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111580409833889438?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111580409833889438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111580409833889438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111580409833889438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111580409833889438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/man-of-my-dreams.html' title='MAN of My Dreams'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111564257535295977</id><published>2005-05-09T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:14:42.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw With ME..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="draw" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="525" width="550" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="14552"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="13891"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://three.flash-gear.com/draw/drw.php?f=1&amp;id=75461&amp;amp;a=406516623&amp;b=2039103122"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://three.flash-gear.com/draw/drw.php?f=1&amp;amp;id=75461&amp;a=406516623&amp;amp;b=2039103122"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111564257535295977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111564257535295977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/draw-with-me.html' title='Draw With ME..'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111555615038713241</id><published>2005-05-08T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T06:09:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Old Self Again</title><content type='html'>Hmm, okey, so i was back to my old self again. I'm so sorry for letting you, whoever you may be, read in PURE yet baluktot, i think, Filipino. Hey, I wasn't that good in Filipino, but at least I've tried, so give me some credit for TRYING. I wanted to apologize for what I have written on my previous post. I was just carried away by my emotions. I'll try to control it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....SORRY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't come up with a new article/entry yet. My brain cells are not working properly due to some serious problems. More entries coming soon. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111555615038713241?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111555615038713241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111555615038713241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111555615038713241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111555615038713241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-old-self-again.html' title='My Old Self Again'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111529505883141053</id><published>2005-05-05T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T05:10:58.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMNED!</title><content type='html'>HEY! To all of you who are reading my POSTS..."i-highlight nyo to! i-highlight nyo to! para mabasa nyO!"  *wink*  *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh, imma try to make this entry in pure Filipino SO that YOU GUYS could digest each and every word that im gonna write here..para di na kayo mahirapan diba? hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Omigoooshh!! Ang dami pala nagbabasa ng BLOG ko..hindi naman sa pag mamayabang noh, pero ngayon ko lang nalaman na may isang tao palang nagpupumilit na ipabasa yung blog ko sa ibang mga tao!  SALAMAT sa iyo dahil na-aadvertise mo yung BLOG ko.=p ipagpatuoy mo sana iyang gawain na yan at baka mabigyan pa kita ng reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HMMMM........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ang hirap maging mabait.  Hayy...Pag naging mabait ka, ang dami-daming umiisip ng masasama tungkol sayo.  Kung hindi ka natatawagan na PLASTIK, ika'y inaapi.  Inaabuso ang pagka mabait mo.  Bakit ba ganon palagi?  nakakawalang ganang maging mabait! LALO ka pang sisiraan ng ibang mga tao dyan sa tabi-tabi kahit na wala ka namang ginagawa talagang masama.  Saan ka pa lulugar?  haha, ang saya noh?  GO with the flow nalang..nakikisama nalang ako sa daloy ng mga pangyayari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAYYYY..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KAIBIGAN.  kala mo mga kaibigan sila....PERO hindi pala.  grabe.. isang segundo, kaibigan mo sya at aawayin ang kaaway mo.  Magtutulungan kayo ng ilang araw.   Magdadamayan.  Maya-maya pala'y kaaway mo na.  At ang masakit pa doon ay kakampi na pala siya ng kaaway mo.  Mundo nga nman ngayon, OO.  Ang gulo-gulo na.  WalA talagang permanente sa mundong ito..LAHAT plastikan.  haha.. nakakatawa nalang tuloy.  Nakakalungkot din isiping, may panahong ipinaglaban mo sila dati dahil KAIBIGAN pa sila noon, ngunit ngayon ay bigla nalang naglaho ang pagsasamahan na inaakala mong magtatagal,...mawawala nalang bigla ng walang pasabi..ng walang explanation, ng walang kadahil-dahilanan.  SALAMAT pa rin sa iyo, kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AT SA INYO NAMAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SANA naman kung may galit kayo sakin... eh sabihin nyo sa harapan ko!! diba? para naman alam ko.  Hindi yung ganyan.  PERO kung ganyan talaga ang gusto nyo.. SIGE! GAME ako dyan. haha..AKO PA! =p yung patago lahat. oo nga, mukang mas masaya yung ganyan.  YUNG patago, isa-isang naghahanap ng kakampi..naghahanap ng HATAK at sabay sabay kayong maninira ng patalikod..haha..PWEDE PWEDE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARA SAYO/ SAINYO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MASAYA ba talagang mambastos ng BABAE, ha??  MANDIRE naman na kayo sa mga sarili nyo!  GRABE!  WAG nyong ilabas yung kalibugan nyo sa akin!  DAMI diyang mga nagpapa gamit ng LIBRE!  YUNG mga sa tabi tabi nyo lang na mga babae na konting tuwad lang eh kita na ang kaluluwa!  YUN yung mga bastusin nyO!  AT bakit nahihiya kayong umamin?  EH sanay naman kayo sa ganyanan diba?  KAYA ikaw/ kayo.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;.o kung sino man kayo...TUMIGIL NA KAYO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARA LANG SA KAALAMAN NYO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MAY NAGTEXT sa akin kagabi..etong number na to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;09224809614&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GUSTO niyo malaman kung anu sabi ng BASTOS na to??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Hi, wanna hav a sexm8? txt/col me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;parang ganyan..i can't really remember exactly word per word what this maniac has sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SANA EH MAHIYA KA NMAN NA NGAYON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Minsan lang talaga ako magPOST ng ganito, halata nman sa previous ko na mga entries eh.  NAPUNO lang kasi siguro talaga ako sa lahat lahat.  KUNG kelan nananahimik na ako, tska pa ako ginaganito!  hayyy...  SANA nalang pag nasira ulit yan, wag kayong hahabol-habol..yun lang naman..SALAMAT sa mga totoo kong kaibigan!...=)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111529505883141053?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111529505883141053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111529505883141053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111529505883141053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111529505883141053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/05/damned.html' title='DAMNED!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111400833705267493</id><published>2005-04-20T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:45:37.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE=HURT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;People come and people go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some often hurt you while some were hurt by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why does LOVE always end up like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I thought that LOVE is a special gift from GOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then , why are we often get HURT when LOVE is involve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't sleep last night because something is bothering me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's about LOVE again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Why can't we just stop our hearts from beating, huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And so, after hours and hours of pondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I came up with these equations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;= &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY...&lt;u&gt;HURT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;+&lt;strong&gt; #'s &lt;/strong&gt;= &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HURT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just realized that when someone loves you,&lt;br /&gt;YOU tend to not love him/her back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and you would end up hurting that person, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;well, not intentionally, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;It'a a fact that humans have their own limitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And when the day comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;that that person is tired already of waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;YOU would miss him/her, YOU would be uneasy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and eventually YOU would realize that, in fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;YOU really love that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;But, oh-oh, it's too late now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt; that person has already somebody else to give his/her love to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I woke up this morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SOMETHING came into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think I have found the answer to everything I have been pondering on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Maybe, we find LOVE that way because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;that wasn't really LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LOVE is a SPECIAL gift from GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and I know that GOD wants us to WAIT real hard for our TRUE LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;TRUE LOVE WAITS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We get hurt by LOVE because we are just humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We know only little about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;God didn't permit us YET to fully understand LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And MAYBE we get hurt by it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we don't have the approval of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We dont know the reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but for whatever reason it may be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know that my God knows WHO and WHAT is BEST for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;If we go against HIM then that's when we get HURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;We can't say that God is unfair because in the first place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;if it weren't by HIM, we don't have this thing called LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;We should, in fact, be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LET ME SHARE WITH YOU A TXT QUOTE THAT SOMEONE HAS SENT TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Wag mong paglaruan ang taong mahal ka, inintindi at ipaglaban ka.  Baka dumating yung oras na sabihin niyang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'IM JUST A TOY TO YOU!  BENTA MO NLNG KAYA AKO?!' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS struck me sooo hard. BTW, this is the reason that I wrote this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111400833705267493?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111400833705267493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111400833705267493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111400833705267493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111400833705267493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/lovehurt.html' title='LOVE=HURT'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111341553426523884</id><published>2005-04-14T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T07:13:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters for my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To The One I HAD Loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You just don't know how much I am also missing you. It seems that I don't care for you anymore and that for the past few months I have been very cold with you, but you're wrong, I still do care and love you. It's just that I don't know myself anymore. I am very sorry for how I am treating you lately. I , myself, don't know how to stop myself from doing that. MAYBE there are just things that can't really be recovered anymore or MAYBE if you will just give it some time and lend it your patience, it will be recovered soon. It really saddens me whenever you're trying real hard for us to meet again. Things really have changed a lot between us. There's this SOMETHING inside of me that is stopping me from getting back with you again and I don't know what it is. I hope that you'd understand. Once again, I want to apologize to you. I don't know yet if this is the end for both of us or this is just a part of the trials that will make us strong in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111341553426523884?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111341553426523884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111341553426523884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111341553426523884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111341553426523884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/letters-for-my-friends.html' title='Letters for my friends'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111341732488395854</id><published>2005-04-14T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:55:14.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs That Were Dedicated To Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;These are the songs with Lyrics that were dedicated to me by my Special FRIENDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I Met You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;by: the Apo Hiking Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There I was an empty piece of a shell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just mindin' my own world;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Without even knowin' what love and life were all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then you came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You brought me out of the shell;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And before I knew, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There I was so in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a reason for my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I love what I'm feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a meaning to my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yes, I've gone beyond existing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And it all began when I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I love the touch of your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And when I look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just know, I know I'm on to something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm sure my love for you will endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Your love will light up my world;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And take all my cares away with the aching part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a reason for my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I love what I'm feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a meaning to my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yes, I've gone beyond existing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And it all began when I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You taught me how to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You showed me how tomorrow and today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My life is diff'rent from the yesterday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And you, you taught me how to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And darling I will always cherish you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Today, tomorrow and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm sure when evening comes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know we'll be making love like never before;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My love, who could ask for more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a reason for my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I love what I'm feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a meaning to my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yes, I've gone beyond existing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And it all began when I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a reason for my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I love what I'm feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You gave me a meaning to my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yes, I've gone beyond existing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And it all began when I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I met you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This was dedicated to me by my Teddy Bear. *wink* *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A Little Bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;by: M.Y.M.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was kinda hesitant to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Should I let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was never really like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Need I say more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Or maybe I'm confused when you are near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't know what to do or I should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's only one thing in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh, I need a cure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just a little bit of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I will fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm always on the run to see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Would you allow me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It wasn't my attention to hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This feeling is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm just a little bit of crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a little bit of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh, I need a cure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just a little bit of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I will fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This song was dedicated to me by my Kooshie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Negative Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;by: Selwyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Listen baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wonder why sometimes we fall apart oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Together we are so wonderfull yeah baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And every single day i pray, that really things shouldnt never be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Im only trynna be a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why then do you see all the negative things, in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cos all i ever do is try to be, all that i can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl you know your hurting me, all the things you say to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As i lie at night im imagining things, how it used to be, girl you know your hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What am i to do with a broken heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All the time everybody say that you and me are over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But i know were meant to be together for eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Was it untrue what we promised each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Baby my heart keeps telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That it shouldnt be this way forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Im only trying to be a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why then do you see all the negative things, in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cos all i ever do is try to be, all that i can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl you know your hurting me, all the things you pray to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As i lie at night im imagining things, how it used to be, girl you know your hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What am i to do with a broken heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl remember when, we made our promises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That we would be together through-out every single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Now im only trynna be a better man, but you've never noticed that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl i truely love, to be around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And baby ill give you anything you want me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cos i know this might be hard for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And i know that we will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why then do you see all the negative things, in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cos all i ever do is try to be, all that i can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl you know your hurting me, all the things you pray to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As i lie at night im imagining things, how it used to be, girl you know your hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What am i to do with a broken heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This was dedicated to me by "Chubby Cheeks". =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111341732488395854?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111341732488395854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111341732488395854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111341732488395854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111341732488395854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/songs-that-were-dedicated-to-me.html' title='Songs That Were Dedicated To Me..'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111304729239126961</id><published>2005-04-09T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T05:16:46.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been betrayed by your friends, of like almost 14 years? Have you ever felt the feeling that almost all of your classmates were mad at you because of SOMETHING? And that SOMETHING is being kept from you? They kept on saying things about you behind your back without you even knowing the reason why they are mad at you. WHAT?! They just like to say bad things about you and ruin your life, huh? YEAH, MAYBE YOU GUYS JUST DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO TALK ABOUT, SO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT ME? about how many boys like me and how many of them are courting me? about all of my gimiks? well, everything about me! Let me say this to YOU GUYS... PLEASE stop what you're DOING. YOU even called me "devilish superior"..why? WHO ARE YOU? ARE you an angel that was sent from HEAVEN? OMIGOOSH..I forgot..YOU guys are a bunch of saints nga pala. YOU GUYS were like soo HOLY and all diba? YOu know all about the BIBLE, you're active in the church. BUT BUT BUT..there is a big question mark on your CHARACTERS! You're a bunch of hypocrites! YOU like to judge ME! YOU like to talk behind my back! YOU like to say bad things about ME behind my back! WHY? YOU guys can't tell it straight to me, huh? BAKIT?? PARA hindi masira yung reputation nyo? PARA tingin pa rin sa inyo ng mga tao is yung sobrang HOLY, GOOD CHILD, GOOD STUDENT, and all kayo?? GRR!! HYPOCRITES! WHAT have I done to all of you guys para ganituhin nyo ako? NAGKAMPIKAMPIHAN PA KAYONG LAHAT! =( grabe.."look at the PLANK on your OWN eyes before looking at the speck of sawdust on your neighbor's eyes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111304729239126961?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111304729239126961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111304729239126961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111304729239126961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111304729239126961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/betrayed.html' title='Betrayed...'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111271718872682107</id><published>2005-04-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T09:06:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate COPYCATS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why can't some people have their own way of expressing themselves?  Why are they having a hard time finding their own identity?  And the worst of all, why do they have to copy other people, like me, so that they would have what they call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"THEIR OWN"&lt;/span&gt; identity?  WHY??  Why can't they just invent or think of a NEW and UNIQUE style, just so that they wouldn't copy other people's anymore?  Is it really hard for them, huh?  Well, to think that they are copying my STYLE, I realized just now that, in fact, I should be flattered.  Wanna know why?  Cause they are following/copying me, not ME copying THEM.  tsk tsk tsk.. I LOVE YOU!  THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what else?  Oh, and I want to apologize for what I have said, ok ok , written yesterday about HER.  I was just carried away by my emotions..I'm just a human being, you know. LOVE YOU TOO, WHOEVER you ARE, gurl!  and watch your words next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111271718872682107?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111271718872682107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111271718872682107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111271718872682107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111271718872682107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-copycats.html' title='I hate COPYCATS!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111260838775547066</id><published>2005-04-04T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:40:43.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For You Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mi9.bpcdn.us/graph0/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111260838775547066?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111260838775547066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111260838775547066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111260838775547066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111260838775547066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-you-again.html' title='For You Again!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111259863921292952</id><published>2005-04-04T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:40:11.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is also for YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mi8.bpcdn.us/BP-Grafix7/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111259863921292952?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111259863921292952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111259863921292952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111259863921292952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111259863921292952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-also-for-you.html' title='This is also for YOU!'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111259108103964975</id><published>2005-04-04T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:20:36.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for YOU, gurl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hmm, this is for you GURL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Sorry but, my emotions just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;forced me to write this one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why do insecure Girlfriends like YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;have to put down other people like ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I mean, what did I do to you,huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;check YOUR bf, gurl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CHECK your BF if HE is still happy with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Check HIM. if HE really LOVES you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and FYI...we're just CLOSE FRIENDS, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Stop buggin me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;coz if you dont STOP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hayy...dont make me do the "THING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;that you will regret the most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I CAN do IT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but I am just respecting the two of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;PLUS he's not really my type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;THAT's why dont force me to do IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Wahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;SINO KAYA INGGIT SA ATING DALAWA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and IM HAPPY being  single, just to remind you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;GURLS these days..tsk tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11132783.post-111226375457149647</id><published>2005-03-31T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T02:58:40.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------FACTS ABOUT YOU----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Birth Date:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt;88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Name on Birth Certificate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Czarmayne Chan Chug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Colour of eyes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Height:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5'4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------HAVE YOU EVER---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever been so drunk you blacked out : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Put a body part on fire for amusement: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Been in a car accident: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fortunately, not yet.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Been hurt emotionally: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kept a secret from everyone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had an imaginary friend: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had a crush on a teacher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; nahh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever thought an animated character was hot? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nopp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------FAVOURITES---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shampoo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Colour: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it depends on the thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Day/Night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Summer/Winter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is it possible to answer both?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cartoon Characters: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rugrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Food: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Japs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fave Ice Cream: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dirty ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fave Subject: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Math, Science, History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fave Drink: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YAKULT..*wink* *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------RIGHT NOW---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wearing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;white shirt (Karl's) and short black short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thinking bout: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;what to put in herre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Talking to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What are you listening to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the silence of the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------IN THE LAST 24 HRS---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cried:&lt;/span&gt; nopee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;laundry:&lt;/span&gt; nahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Drove a car:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------DO YOU BELIEVE IN---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yourself:&lt;/span&gt; at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Friends: &lt;/span&gt;not all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;God:&lt;/span&gt; OF COURSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tooth Fairy:&lt;/span&gt; nupp, hehe.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Destiny /Fate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; nahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Angels:&lt;/span&gt; yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ghosts:&lt;/span&gt; yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Life after death:&lt;/span&gt; i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Americans landing on the moon:&lt;/span&gt; i haven't seen the video yet..poor me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------FRIENDS, EX-FRIENDS AND LIFE---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Who's the loudest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Marv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Weirdest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Funniest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Marv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shyest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Angelie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Who do you cry with: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rojii, anj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Who do you go to for advices: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;roji, anj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------LOVE---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Boyfriend/Girlfriend?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; already single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Crush: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever regretted going out with someone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------!TELL THE TRUTH!---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Would you work in McDonalds?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;summer job, yep! why not, for experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bitch about someone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What's the best feeling in the world: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;being in LOVE with someone, especially with GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Worst Feeling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Loneliness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111226375457149647?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111226375457149647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111226375457149647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111226375457149647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111226375457149647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/facts-about-me.html' title='Facts About Me'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111226145611365134</id><published>2005-03-31T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T02:59:35.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sonnet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I took the test which NIXI has told me to answer...and here's the result...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Sonnet (Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring &amp;amp; careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance. Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so. You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you want to take the test..go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111226145611365134?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111226145611365134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111226145611365134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111226145611365134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111226145611365134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/sonnet.html' title='The Sonnet'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111131415160643963</id><published>2005-03-20T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:38:02.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Perfectionist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ever since I was a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have always been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;striving for perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;May it be in my studies, work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, I'm a Perfectionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I want everything to be perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;well, at least, almost perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Before, being a perfectionist was OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In fact, my "being a perfectionist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;had been rewarded accordingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It hade made my parents proud of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and of course, I myself, was also proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then came the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when I met THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Each of THEM has their own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;UNIQUE qualities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;showing emotions in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some are mayabang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some are malambing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some are funny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some are cute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some are FEELING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some are just so-so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some have a mixture of some qualities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;while some have none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This was the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when the problem started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had a hard time choosing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My "being a perfectionist" took over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"I don't like him cause he's too short."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"He's OK, but he's so mayabang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"He's soo full of himself! Argh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"He's soo malambing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but he's not my type."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally, I met this guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He's not really my type but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he caught my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I let go of my "being a perfectionist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;well, just for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After days and weeks and months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;of getting to know each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we became more than friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At first, we we're ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm sure you know THE FEELING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when you're with someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After 2 years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my "being a perfectionist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;started to take over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"SOMETHING is lacking..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And for the longest time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have been stopping myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;from doing IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and then someone whispered to my ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know Czarm, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can't have everything."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111131415160643963?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111131415160643963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111131415160643963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111131415160643963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111131415160643963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-miss-perfectionist.html' title='Little Miss Perfectionist'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111096553038541018</id><published>2005-03-16T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:32:10.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Miss You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Raymund Ryan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Everyday and every night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;this feeling I'd fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Try as I might but I won't win, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I surrender, I'd die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You are winning here alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when the sun would shine on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd flash a smile but deep inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I feel so sad and lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I need you here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's crazy to pretend that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The more this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;just seems to grow and grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh how much longer can I hold on to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;maybe you can come and tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;that you miss me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All I want is for this love to to last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You walked away, never came back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh I tried to recover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't bear it boy, alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I hear a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;that we had used to share,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll try as I might to hide the tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and when the pain is over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll wish that you are near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111096553038541018?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111096553038541018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111096553038541018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111096553038541018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111096553038541018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/missing-you.html' title='Missing You..'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111087789558365023</id><published>2005-03-15T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:33:02.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long lost poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wrote this poem, I think, last year. And I dedicated this to sum1 =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A part of me is screaming.&lt;br /&gt;"Am I in hell?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;Silence was the reply.&lt;br /&gt;I feel helpless,&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is hoping.&lt;br /&gt;"Am I in hell?" I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;Silence was still the reply.&lt;br /&gt;I feel shattered,&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came into my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Baby, we are gonna get through&lt;br /&gt;this together," he answered.&lt;br /&gt;I feel loved, no one has ever made&lt;br /&gt;me feel this way before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-kyte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111087789558365023?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111087789558365023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111087789558365023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111087789558365023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111087789558365023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/long-lost-poem.html' title='The long lost poem.'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111059169911568983</id><published>2005-03-11T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T08:01:27.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It doesn't really matter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how you live your life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what matters most to God is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how you finish it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what the speaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on our PROM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;told us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After hearing these words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I immediately reflected upon myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Have I lived a holy life for the LORD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would God be proud of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the time comes that we meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can I finish my life according&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to HIS will?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The speaker said that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;people won't remember your achievements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They won't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how many medals have you won,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how many awards have you received,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or how many certificates have you got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And God is also not that interested in those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What matters most to HIM is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how did you serve Him here on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even up to death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Can I serve him even if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it would cost me my life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 year from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd be a freshman in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 years from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd be a Physical Therapist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 years from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd be a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's up to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if I'm gonna use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the talents that God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had bestowed upon me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WISELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I may be successful in my career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that doesn't really matter to HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What matters is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how many have I helped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or saved during my stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111059169911568983?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111059169911568983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111059169911568983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111059169911568983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111059169911568983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/finishing-well.html' title='Finishing Well'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-111036771383137759</id><published>2005-03-09T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T03:45:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why can't we stop ourselves from falling in love with someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We were given by God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;a chance to choose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;a chance to love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;a chance to be hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;BUT,what if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you've been hurt by someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;someone whom you'll never expect to hurt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;who is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;YOURSELF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HE is there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;right beside YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ready to comfort YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and to love YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HE is YOURS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOU want something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;as if..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;something is missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then came him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;him, him, him, him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;him, him, and him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but YOU stayed strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and all remained well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;out of nowhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HIM came into the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but HIM has a SHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOU pretended to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HIM stayed nice and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Waaaaaaaah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOUR heart is shouting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shouting in confusion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOUR heart wanted to explode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is it YOUR fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is it the fault of HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;or is it really the fault of HE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who is to blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for what is happening right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-111036771383137759?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/111036771383137759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=111036771383137759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111036771383137759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/111036771383137759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/confused.html' title='Confused..'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-110967638152336829</id><published>2005-03-01T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T03:35:51.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind over Heart vs. Heart over Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nag-aaway ang utak and puso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabi ng utak sa puso: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kalimutan mo na siya! Tanga mo talaga!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sagot ng puso:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kala ko ba matalino ka?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paano ko makakalimutan eh lagi mog iniisip!' "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hayy..love love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;what do we know bout love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we are just teenagers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we adore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we have crushes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we "love",&lt;br /&gt;then we get hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is that always how things will gonna end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the elders are always telling us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we are just a bunch of kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;don't know anything about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and they are like barricades that hinder us to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;saying: "We are just preventing you from getting hurt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who are they to judge us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who are they to stop us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the more that they stop us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the more that we repel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and the more that we repel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the more that we explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we try to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we have those "kilig" and happy moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we sometimes go through "tampuhan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then after a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the "BREAK UP!" happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and we get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;after getting hurt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we still think about them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW STUPID!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;here comes the elders again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;saying: "Papunta ka pa lang, pabalik na kami."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we tend to not listen and instead ask advices from other teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who we think can understand us more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But do they?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we then just try to pretend and act STRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but deep inside we're breaking up into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, the final question is "Are you MIND over HEART or HEART over MIND?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-110967638152336829?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/110967638152336829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=110967638152336829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/110967638152336829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11132783/posts/default/110967638152336829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/2005/03/mind-over-heart-vs-heart-over-mind.html' title='Mind over Heart vs. Heart over Mind'/><author><name>czkyot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09724006131403464015</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-11132783.post-110957415471024775</id><published>2005-02-27T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T07:15:11.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese EXAM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;28&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;my maid is waking me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;"mayaaaaa naaaaa!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;hayy, i can't get myself up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i wonder why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*winks at my 3-way buddies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;btw, i wanna thank them for helping me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;in my Filipino assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;another day in school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we just had our CHINESE exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and fortunately, my brain cooperated with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;at around 9.30, we were dismissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and while waiting for my rents to pick us (wit bry) up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we checked our PHYSICS proj. : the house model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we also looked at our other classmates' works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and we were like sooo amazed that we're soo GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;finally my rents came already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and Rudolph asked me if he can hitch wit us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i said "ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;then we went to Dayritt's for a lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;at first, rudolph is hesitant to join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but mommy pulled him into the restaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and so, he didn't have a choice but to eat wit us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;RUDOLPH, IS THAT YOU?? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;after eating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we went home already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and we dropped Rudolph off at Mabini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;AT last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;IM HOME AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i like my ROOM, i LOVE my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i immediately opened my pc and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;connected to the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i saw rojii on my ym list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and so i chatted wit her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;She showed me her blogspot account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i thought of making one too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but i suddently felt sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i fell asleep from 2.30 upto 7.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have regained my strength again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and here i am now, making my first post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11132783-110957415471024775?l=czkyot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://czkyot.blogspot.com/feeds/110957415471024775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11132783&amp;postID=110957415471024775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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