<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16636459</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:01:55.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginner's Luck</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16636459.post-116418028667820687</id><published>2006-11-21T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:24:46.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursdays</title><content type='html'>Thursdays are my favorite day...thanks to my NatSci 2 professor. Super cool talaga siya! I always look forward to our class because of him. Super dami kong natututuhan sa kanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon nag-jog kami ng thesis partner ko around the acad oval. Sabi namin ni Rai, 2 laps ang gagawin namin. Ganun kami ka-ambisyoso! Oh well, pagdating sa kalahati ng oval naglalakad na kami. At ayun na nga, isang lap lang ang nagawa namin. And, as of now, masakit ang buong katawan ko lalo na ang aking long-leggeds. Hehek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta kahapon was one unforgettable day! Totoo...I would never forget that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After all this, I want to become....a wife!" Oh man!ARF!!!! hehe..di ba kids?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-116418028667820687?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/116418028667820687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=116418028667820687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116418028667820687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116418028667820687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/11/thursdays.html' title='Thursdays'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-116366892027176414</id><published>2006-11-16T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:22:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Points</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1. At the end of the day, you only got yourself to save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What if you don't want to be saved?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Then, fuck you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-116366892027176414?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/116366892027176414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=116366892027176414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116366892027176414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116366892027176414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/11/3-points.html' title='3 Points'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-116324318084229789</id><published>2006-11-11T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:06:20.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>under my skin</title><content type='html'>"Am I just a faceless stranger to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Il Mare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-116324318084229789?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/116324318084229789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=116324318084229789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116324318084229789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116324318084229789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/11/under-my-skin.html' title='under my skin'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-116313049827664288</id><published>2006-11-09T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:48:18.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants and more rants</title><content type='html'>I was almost out of blog circulation due to school work and simple laziness... A lot of things have happened and I was trapped in a whirlwind of events as well as emotions...Ewan ko ba kung bakit sa'kin lahat nangyayari to...Why me?! Dramatic, no? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to deal with Manic Depression:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;- aghanap ng four-leaf clover sa Sunken Garden...I'm sure pag nakakita ka nun di lang mawawala ang depression mo, seswertihin ka pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;- wayin ang mga batang maiingay na naglalaro sa tapat ng bahay niyo...wala lang, para lang mabawasan ang inis na nararamdaman mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;- icotine welcome to my body...yosi lang katapat nyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i-&lt;/strong&gt;nom sa sara's...pero wag na lang pala, marami ka lang maaalala na gusto mong makalimutan, humanap ka na lang ng ibang lugar, o kaya wag ka na lang uminom...forego the idea altogether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c-&lt;/strong&gt;alculate ang oras na ginugugol mo sa panonood ng TV...surprise!surprise! half of your waking hours, TV ang inaatupag mo...realize na di na bakasyon at kailangan mo na iwanan ang pinakamamahal mong TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-&lt;/strong&gt;eadmahin ang mga nagsasabing kamukha mo ang isang tao sa masscomm...oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e-&lt;/strong&gt;rase everything sa phone mo...lahat ng messages, pati contact nos...tapos, hayaan mo na lang mag-text sila sa'yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p-&lt;/strong&gt;agupitan mo ang buhok mo, yung sobrang iksi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r-&lt;/strong&gt;ecruit FGD partcipants para sa thesis niyo...do something productive for a change, tama na ang pagtengga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e-&lt;/strong&gt;ntertain yourself...bahala ka na kung pano mo yun gagawin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s-&lt;/strong&gt;ilence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s- &lt;/strong&gt;ubukan mong ngumiti...madali lang namang gawin yun...kahit pilit ayos na rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i-&lt;/strong&gt;yak ka na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o-&lt;/strong&gt;pen the windows sa iyong bedroom...hahahak...kelan ka ba huling nakalanghap ng fresh air? mag-people watching ka na lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n-&lt;/strong&gt;ood ka na lang ng TV...favorite hobby mo naman yun di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. slightly overdramatic...I hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-116313049827664288?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/116313049827664288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=116313049827664288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116313049827664288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/116313049827664288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/11/rants-and-more-rants.html' title='Rants and more rants'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115823875267875885</id><published>2006-09-14T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T05:59:12.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fandom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a so-called parasocial relationship with Marvin Cruz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah...right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By parasocial I mean, I'm a fan, and somehow Iam beginning to qualify as a subject for Carl's thesis (fandom!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly, I'm not really ashamed to say that Iam a Marvin Cruz fan. Kahit na sinasabi ni Rai na hindi niya maintindihan kung bakit gusto ko yun. Bakit? Kasi nga magaling talaga siya mag-basketball. Yun lang ang dahilan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Which brings me to remember a certain classmate sa isang MTh class ko. Codename: Callous! Grabe, feeling niya napaka-unintellectual kapag naging fan ka ng kahit na sinong artista. So what?! Kung gusto mong magpanggap forever na kahit once in your life ay hindi ka naging fan ng kahit na sino, go ahead, lokohin mo ang sarili mo! Tsaka kailangan bang magpaka-intellectual ka lagi, kelangan din minsan maging corny ka noh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually, naiinis ako marinig lang ang boses ng "callous" na yun e. Nasisira talaga ang araw ko. Arf!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsaka di dahil UP student ka, wala ka nang karapatan maging fan. Ang epal talaga nun! Hahak...well, he doesn't know what he's missing! Bleh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115823875267875885?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115823875267875885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115823875267875885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115823875267875885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115823875267875885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/09/fandom.html' title='Fandom'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115701026829196569</id><published>2006-08-31T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:44:28.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>katips!!!</title><content type='html'>Last friday, first time kong tumapak sa Wok Dis Way at sa Drew's. First, but, definitely not the last!haha...bilang lasing na lasing ako ng gabing yun; kasama ko sila Rai, Pache, at Aris. Ngayon ko lang naranasan ang ganong klase ng paglutang...hahaha..di ko nga namalayan na nasukahan ko na nga si Pache in the process.Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero anyway, masaya talaga ako na nag-inuman kami. Mas nakilala ko sila; mas nakilala ko ang sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko nga seryoso sila nung sinabi nilang patatayuin nila ako sa barandilya ng Drew's at sisigaw ng "Ysa Prollamante pahiram ng magazine!"; bilang si Ysa ay sa katapat lang na condo nakatira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Rai said, andaming beautiful people; babae at lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was it me or talagang nakakita ako ng couples kissing? Nah, nakita din ni Pache yun e, kaya totoo yun.Hahahak, but who cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115701026829196569?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115701026829196569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115701026829196569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115701026829196569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115701026829196569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/katips.html' title='katips!!!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115638803476862413</id><published>2006-08-23T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T19:53:54.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Basta!!!</title><content type='html'>Ang daming nangyari sa'kin nitong nagdaang weekend...Natuloy kasi ang fieldwork namin para sa department extension program. As I said in my previous post, sa Caloocan kami na-assign ni Tin. Ako sa Deparo, Bagumbong, at West Grace Park; si Tin sa Camarin at Tala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday kami nagpunta ni Tin sa North Caloocan (Deparo, Bagumbong, Camarin, Tala). Unfortunately, the Camarin Team under Tin had to pull out kasi na-hold-up si Chris, yung isa niyang interviewer. Nonetheless, the other teams proceeded with the data gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok naman. Medyo nagbuhay tambay lang ako sa mga sidewalk at elementary schools. Nag-spot check para siguraduhing hindi nawawala ang mga interviewers ko. Ang init sa Deparo, para kang iniihaw. Sabi nga ng mommy ko umitim daw ako, what do you expect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday naman kami nag-field sa West Grace Park. Maulan nun, ang hirap mag-field. Sa tapat naman ako ng bakery tumambay nito. A funny thing: noong nag-dadata editing kami nung interviewer ko, si Angelo, may lumapit na taong grasa sa'min. Noong una di naman namin siya pinapansin kasi nga busy kami, hehehe, tsaka mukha naman siyang harmless. But, no! At some point, hinatak niya ang hawak kong questionnaire at pinagpupunit niya. Gosh! Ang reaction namin ay: "Manong, bakit nyo po pinunit?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuti na lang yung pagkakapunit ay hindi into tiny pieces, buti kaya pang i-reconstruct. Hehehe, thinking back, it was kind of really scary na what if, sinaktan niya kami or something. But, anyway, we got out of there in one piece, which is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, hindi na nga ako nakakapanood ng television ngayon e. Kung nanonood man ako, UAAP lang o kaya korenovelas. Noong Monday nga lang ako nakapanood ng news e, akalain mong may oil spill pala sa Guimaras. Hindi rin kasi ako madalas magbasa ng dyaryo; pag nagbabasa ako Sports Page (dahil sa UAAP: Adik!) lang tsaka Horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, di nga ako pumasok ngayon e. Gusto ko lang ng break; paano di ko naman na-avail ang three-day weekend e. Ah basta!!! Gusto ko munang takasan ang lahat. Tsaka ko na iisipin ang framework para sa thesis at ang individual prospectus sa Commres 195! Tsaka na pag nasa mood na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115638803476862413?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115638803476862413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115638803476862413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115638803476862413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115638803476862413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/ah-basta.html' title='Ah Basta!!!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115573071966446415</id><published>2006-08-16T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:18:39.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est-a-dire!</title><content type='html'>Long day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day at the CMC library for what else, but our RRL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I stayed for more than 5 hours inside the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help but worry for tomorrow's occular inspection. Na-assign ako sa Caloocan, kami ni Tin. Actually, malapit lang siya sa Manila pero di ako amsyadong familiar sa mga lugar dun; ngayon ko lang nalaman na may West at East na konsepto ang mga taga-Kalookan. Goodluck! As in, goodluck talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May bagong portion ang aking blog...voila, My Media COnsumption portion! Hehehe...this is with regard sa Socio 142 namin kung saan kailangan naming i-monitor ang media consumption namin for two weeks...Kaya eto na guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY MEDIA CONSUMPTION PORTION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blog&lt;br /&gt;2. e-mail&lt;br /&gt;3. text messaging&lt;br /&gt;4. My Girl... shucks, hindi na nga kaya magkikita ulit si Julian at Jasmine?!&lt;br /&gt;5. Love Story in Harvard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala... hindi ako nanood ng TV, nagbasa ng dyaryo, nakinig ng radyo whatsoever...text messages lang ang kasama ko..huhuhu...busy busyhan sa RRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Doraemon&lt;br /&gt;2. One Piece&lt;br /&gt;3. A Second Proposal&lt;br /&gt;4. Blog&lt;br /&gt;5. E-mail&lt;br /&gt;6. nagbasa ng sports page ng Manila Standard Today, MAnila TImes at Philippine Star para subaybayan ang UAAP&lt;br /&gt;7. syempre...horoscope sa above-mentioned broadsheets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akalain mong bago pala ako magbabad sa lib e nakapanood pa ako ng mga cartoons sa umaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang muna para sa ngayon...mag-shushut down muna ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115573071966446415?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115573071966446415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115573071966446415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115573071966446415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115573071966446415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/cest-dire.html' title='C&apos;est-a-dire!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115552261818901429</id><published>2006-08-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T19:30:18.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lagi na lang nahahati ang puso (wow, how poetic!) ko tuwing Sunday. Bakit? Kasi laging natatlo ang Fighting Maroons. Every Sunday nanonood ako ng UAAP, at every Sunday na lang din natatalo sila. Dalawang beses lang ako natuwa, noong nanalo sila against UST at NU noong first round. Pero kahapon, natalo pa tayo ng NU. Ok na sana e, lamang na tayo ng  10 points nung 4th quarter pero sa di ko malamang dahilan, nahabol pa, worst natalo pa. Sayang, di umabot ang 3 point shot ni Martin Reyes, kung sakali nag-overtime pa sana. Haaay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, medyo maluwag naman ang sked ngayon. Nasa kalagitnaan na ng sem, tatlong midterm exams na rin ang nagdaan. RRL na ang ipapasa para sa thesis proposal, mag-dedefend nanaman ulit kami ng framework next next week. Yan ba ang maluwag ang schedule?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115552261818901429?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115552261818901429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115552261818901429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115552261818901429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115552261818901429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/heartbreak.html' title='Heartbreak!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115416987313769679</id><published>2006-07-29T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:44:33.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasintabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For three consecutive days, I rode the same bus and I ate at McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman siguro coincidence na for the past three days ay ang parehong bus papuntang Quiapo ang nasakyan ko. At tatlong araw ding laman ng sikmura ko ang Burger Mcdo, fries, at coke float.&lt;br /&gt;Problema pa, dahil may ipapasang paper sa Socio namin sa Monday. Reaction paper sa documentary: "The Revolution Will Not Be televised". Ang problema, hindi ko yun napanood, kaya naman goodluck na lang sa paper ko. Puro pambobola nanaman ang kalalabasan ng reaction paper ko pag nagkataon. Pasaway kasi, pinalabas na sa Film center, hindi pa nanood!&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lang Socio ang problema, pati French. Kulang na lang magdala ako ng baso para ipunin ang dugong lumalabas sa ilong ko sa tuwing magkaklase kami. Tama ba, Kitty?! Malapit na rin ang first exam namin dun, this coming Thursday na. Haay, magdadasal ako sa lahat ng santo para lang pumasa ako sa subject na yun. Well, goodluck talaga!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, wala pa rin akong write-up para sa yearbook. kamusta naman?! Wala akong mahanap na magsusulat ng write-up para sa'kin. Ang balak ko, kunin ang testimonial ni Yshio para sa'kin sa Friendster at voila, may write-up na ako nang walang kahirap-hirap. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na natapos sa pagbuhos ang ulan. Nakakainis. Ayoko talaga pag umuulan.&lt;br /&gt;At para naman sa'yong walang kwenta ka, sa susunod pag-iisipan mo muna kung ano ang gagawin mo, napakatanga mo naman para sabihin sa kanya ang sikreto ko. Sikreto ko yun, hindi yun sikreto mo. Sana naisip mo kung anong magiging implikasyon nung ginawa mo sa relasyon naming dalawa, pati sa pagkakaibigan natin. Ngayon ko lang napatunayan kung gaano ka ka-dense.&lt;br /&gt;At para naman sa'yo, wag kang mag-alala dahil huling sulat at text ko na sa iyo yun.. hindi na kita aabalahin pa. Pangako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115416987313769679?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115416987313769679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115416987313769679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115416987313769679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115416987313769679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/pasintabi.html' title='Pasintabi'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115389395342951045</id><published>2006-07-25T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:05:53.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On blog leave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As the title implies, I am almost on blog leave... well more of blog hibernation! It seems like I boycotted blogging for more than a month...don't ask me why, I really don't know too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Naging makulay naman ang mundo ko sa dami ng ginagawa sa school. Pero, know what? I like it this way na maraming ginagawa, it takes my mind off some things that i shouldn't really be thinking about anymore. Gusto ko nang magbagong buhay...:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;School has provided me with a lot of diversion, so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haay, thesis na, di ba Rai?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ayun...hintayin nyo na lang ulit ang next post ko...Hopefully, hindi naman kayo maghihintay ng another 50 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115389395342951045?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115389395342951045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115389395342951045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115389395342951045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115389395342951045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-blog-leave.html' title='On blog leave...'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115037659310424961</id><published>2006-06-15T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:03:13.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One serious (and mushy) post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have been waiting for your letter forever. I don't even know if you have any intention to actually leave me a note. Maybe I was expecting too much. But, you see, I wasn't really expecting anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just want some closure, some peace. I know I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone forever. And I realized, I wouldn't be losing you afterall, I never owned you, you were never mine. You have all the right to disregard me; I was stupid and I never really knew what I had until it was gone. Somehow, I knew that this was going to happen and I should stop dreaming of you. There are things that you and I will never understand; I don't even understand myself. I don't even understand why it took me almost five years to reach out to you. I will never know how you feel if you won't tell me. But, don't worry, I wouldn't be turning bitter (I hope).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just want you to know that I do love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115037659310424961?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115037659310424961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115037659310424961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115037659310424961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115037659310424961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-serious-and-mushy-post.html' title='One serious (and mushy) post'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115018099674637918</id><published>2006-06-12T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:43:16.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Untitled 2...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;      "Watching us fade, what can I do...but try to make it through the pain of one more day without you..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- The Art of Letting Go by Mikaila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115018099674637918?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115018099674637918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115018099674637918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115018099674637918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115018099674637918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/untitled-2.html' title='(Untitled 2...)'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-115009386550767702</id><published>2006-06-11T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:33:31.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Untitled)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Still I see, the tears in your eyes...and maybe, I'm just not the one for you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Broken Sonnet by Hale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-115009386550767702?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115009386550767702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=115009386550767702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115009386550767702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/115009386550767702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/untitled.html' title='(Untitled)'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114966199953333281</id><published>2006-06-06T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:33:19.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I went to school today kasi enrolment...isa ako sa mapapalad na taong nakakuha ng 18 units sa CRS...hehehe...sandali lang ako nag-enrol, mabilis din naman kasi magbayad sa PNB kaya ayun, wala pang 30 minutes ang hinintay ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Na-mimiss ko na ang bestfriend ko, si ivan...sabi ni Pache mukha daw siyang metrosexual (which is true..hehehe), pero hindi naman siya homo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang, inaaya ko nga yun manood ng sine e kaya lang hindi naman nag-reply...Lagot yun sa'kin mamaya...hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun..ayun lang, just for the sake na may post ako dito..hehehe..halatang hindi ako inspiradong mag-blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114966199953333281?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114966199953333281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114966199953333281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114966199953333281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114966199953333281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114775202488884652</id><published>2006-05-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:00:24.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulala!</title><content type='html'>Wala lang...nag-lunch lang kami nila Pache kanina sa McDo...tapos nakita ko na may kamukha yung crush ko sa kabilang table...Mukhang anghel din...Hekhekhek...Bawat subo tuloy napapatinging ako dun sa kabilang table, kaya ayun natutulala lang ako...hehehe...ayun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114775202488884652?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114775202488884652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114775202488884652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114775202488884652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114775202488884652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/tulala.html' title='Tulala!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114743414436971876</id><published>2006-05-12T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T04:42:24.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala lang po!</title><content type='html'>Last day na nng mga interns from Quezon...ayun, may pansit habhab, chocolates, at red wine kanina, mayron ding magic sing...hehehe...nagsasayawan pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakamiss din kasi di na masyaadong maingay sa opis...lima na lang kaming intern na matitira...mawawala na si manic...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagugutom na ko, mabuti siguro umuwi na ako...wahehehek...na-mimiss ko na talaga ang UP at ang mga blocckmaaates ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pambihira! Next week matatapos na kami sa internship, pero kung iisipin mo wala ring bakasyon, e pasukan na ulit e. Pambihira talaga! gusto ko mag-swimming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114743414436971876?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114743414436971876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114743414436971876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114743414436971876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114743414436971876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/wala-lang-po.html' title='Wala lang po!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114732086123339534</id><published>2006-05-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:14:21.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable quotes!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday nag-inuman kami ng barkada...napag-usapan ang mga lablayp ng mga tao. Nakakatuwa, nakakatawa...Gusto ko i-share ang ilang quotable quotes na nasabi nila habang "lasing" ang mga tao:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mahal ko siya, pero kulang!" &lt;/strong&gt;(may ganun ba? hehehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mahal ko siya kaya lang nauumay na ko sa kanya." &lt;/strong&gt;(ano ba yun pagkain, nakakaumay?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"mahal ko naman siya e, paminsan minsan."&lt;/strong&gt;  (isa pa 'to...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro kung nalalaman lang ng mga taong pinag-uusapan namin ang mga bagay na ito, nalagot na kaming lahat..Malabo talaga...pakiramdam ko wala naman talagang inlove sa mga taong nagsabi nito...isa pa, ambabaduy natin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114732086123339534?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114732086123339534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114732086123339534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114732086123339534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114732086123339534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable quotes!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114691820276767079</id><published>2006-05-06T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T05:23:22.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After 50 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kakabasa ko lang ng eljay ni rai, at napansin kong nananawagan siya sa mga taong gusto niya makausap...sige rai, usap tayo kelan ba ok ang sked mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ayun...masyadong madaming ginagawa sa mga oras na ito...maraming nakakatawa, nakakainis at nakaka-ajit na pangyayari sa buhay ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Na-mimiss ko na ang blockmates ko!!! Ran, Wena, asan na kayo?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gusto ko nang matapos ang 200 hours ko sa internship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mag-iinuman kami ng barkada bukas...b-day kasi ng utol ko...salamat at makakapag-unwind na pagkatapos ng 50 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114691820276767079?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114691820276767079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114691820276767079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114691820276767079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114691820276767079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/after-50-years.html' title='After 50 years...'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114553858708190393</id><published>2006-04-20T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T06:09:47.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUmmer, Summer when will I get to enjoy you?</title><content type='html'>I have been assigned to undertake (for a lack of better term) my internship in a government agency...you do not know how shocked I was by their office culture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay...masyadong mainit ang panahon para mabawasan ang agitation at init ng ulo ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(too tired to continue...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114553858708190393?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114553858708190393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114553858708190393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114553858708190393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114553858708190393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/04/summer-summer-when-will-i-get-to-enjoy.html' title='SUmmer, Summer when will I get to enjoy you?'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114386378025602262</id><published>2006-03-31T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:57:30.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As of this moment, I'm checking out the testimonials in Friendster of this guy that i think i have a crush on...and, his testimonials are convincing me further that he's really a great guy...I hope I'll see him again sometime..life has been bearable these past few weeks with him around...Unfortunately, I guess I wouldn't see him around for such a long time...There's no definite date when I'll get to see him...I don't think he even knows I exists...But, anyway, just seeing him smile makes my day...Okay, I'll stop now, cause this is getting way too mushy for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A funny thing happened to me last Thursday...Nakasakay ko lang naman sa jeep yung ex-boyfriend ko at ang current girlfriend niya... When I saw them sabi ko sa sarili ko:"Just pretend that you didn't see them.."...Wala lang I'm not really that affected anyway...Hell, that was five years ago...It was just so awkward and funny...Yun lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Malapit ng magtapos ang semester ko...finally! Sana naman next week I dont have to go to school...I want my vaction &lt;strong&gt;now, as in now!&lt;/strong&gt; SIgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero I'm so proud of myself kasi natapos ko lahat ng requirements ko this semester...I'm just not sure kung ok yung kalalabasan ng mga yun..hehehe..goodlak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ciao Guys! Thanks for reading my blog...tag naman kayo! Thanks!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114386378025602262?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114386378025602262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114386378025602262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114386378025602262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114386378025602262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-fever.html' title='Summer Fever'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114328921634739954</id><published>2006-03-25T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T04:25:40.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achtung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, I've gotten the chance to post something here after a long while. I'm so happy because our public presentation: "Sino si PedXing?" was a big success. Kitty even shed a few tears of joy after the presentation because everyone was congratulating us and telling us that we've one a great job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Too many things have been going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tonight I'm spending the night with my Comm 141 groupmates to do our paper on Japanese Anime. Walang Tulugan!!! Pero ayos lang kasi enjoy naman manood ng cartoons...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need to say something to someone and here goes: Que te crees! (Who do you think you are?) You have no right to tell me the stupid things you said...you better think before you say something...you're too judgmental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There! I'll post whenever I could...See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114328921634739954?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114328921634739954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114328921634739954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114328921634739954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114328921634739954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/achtung.html' title='Achtung!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-114023498442849956</id><published>2006-02-17T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:57:31.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JS Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, JS Prom ng kapatid ko...Naalala ko tuloy yung JS Prom ko nung High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Noong third year ako, kasali ako sa cotillion, kaya naman required na magsuot ako ng pink na gown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Noong fourth year ako, hindi ako nag-gown kasi di naman ako kasali sa cotillion tsaka di ako comfortable na nakasuot ng ganun (oo na ran, wala kasi akong gender)...Masaya yung JS Prom nung fourth year...medyo baduy lang kasi Valentines Day itinapat yung prom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Naalala ko tuloy na nung 4th year ko nakilala yung first love ko (grabeh ang baduy!)...Actually JS Prom nga nun e...Out of nowhere bigla na lang nag-conspire ang universe para makilala ko siya...(hehehe...ang baduy talaga)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hindi ko na nga alam kung nasaan na yun ngayon e...last time na nakita ko siya e sa Friendster na lang...may communication naman kami after graduation kaya lang may mga bagay lang na hindi namin napagkasunduan kaya, ayun, di na kami naging friends...tsaka isa pa, sigurado maraming pinagkakaabalahan yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-114023498442849956?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114023498442849956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=114023498442849956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114023498442849956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/114023498442849956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/js-prom.html' title='JS Prom'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113983405411378679</id><published>2006-02-13T04:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:57:53.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut and paste</title><content type='html'>Rai, wag kang magugulat kung may isang bagay na magkapareho tayo...kahit nauna ka, ikaw pa rin ang gayagaya sa kin...belat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name five of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick five people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not use things that someone else has already used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chocolates...isa akong chocoholic ...kahit anong galit ko o pagod nawawala sa chocolates&lt;br /&gt;2. fireworks...kaya naman favorite holiday ko ang New Year's eve...&lt;br /&gt;3.kids...nakakawala ng stress panoorin ang mga batang naglalaro...para silang walang problema..&lt;br /&gt;4. butterflies...good omen kasi ang mga butterflies...&lt;br /&gt;5. sunrise/sunset...sorry ha, sentimental kasi ako e...tsaka nakaka-refresh naman talaga ang sunrise at sunset...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five people to do the same:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ran&lt;br /&gt;2. Ivan&lt;br /&gt;3. Melai&lt;br /&gt;4. Randolf&lt;br /&gt;5. Zandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113983405411378679?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113983405411378679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113983405411378679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113983405411378679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113983405411378679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/cut-and-paste_13.html' title='Cut and paste'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113983327008406238</id><published>2006-02-13T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:58:12.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hindi ko alam kung bakit malungkot ako ngayon...siguro dahil valentines day at wala pa ring nangyayaring maganda sa buhay ko o baka naman nagkataon lang...masaya naman ang araw ko e, sobrang masaya naman ako kanina, pero nung mag-isa na lang ako, wala na nag-clam up nanaman ako...oo, hinahamon ko ngayon ang kadramahan ni Rai sa buhay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ang labo naman kasi hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung bakit ganito ang nararamdaman ko...Hindi ko nga ma-idescribe kung ano talaga ito e....nakaktawa noh? Actually, hindi nakakatawa, nakakainis...nakakapunyeta ng buhay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nagkakasabay-sabay ang mga angsts ko sa buhay kaya naisipan kong mag-tag, naalala ko kasi sabi ni Rai: "Blog it!" Sana lang makagaan sa pakiramdam ang pag-bloblog kong ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Napadaan ako sa Morayta kanina...daming roses sa sidewalk...lahat ng kulay meron; red, white, yellow, miski blue na halata namang dye lang...wala lang, imbes na matuwa ako sa mga roses, na-iassociate ko pa yun sa burol. e kasi naman kung ano yung odor ng mga flowers tuwing may burol ganun din ang amoy sa Morayta kanina...is it me or bitter lang talaga ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayun. Eto na yata ang pinakamalungkot na Valentine's Day...pero I swear, next year hindi na ako magkakaganito, dahil di na ako mag-iisa...hehehe, aayain ko na lang ang bestfriend ko sa UP Fair next year...sana lang wala pa rin siyang girlfriend next year, para naman may makadamay ako sa aking pag-iisa...hehehe...kamusta naman yung ganito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;oshasha...next time na ulit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. basahin nyo naman mga posts ko, alam ko di kayo interesado sa buhay ko, pero blog ko 'to kaya pagtiyagaan nyo na...XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113983327008406238?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113983327008406238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113983327008406238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113983327008406238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113983327008406238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/madrama.html' title='Madrama!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113937342161123386</id><published>2006-02-07T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:58:25.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ngayon lang ako na-haggard ng ganito... In my three years in UP, ngayon ko lang naramdaman ang ganito ka-grabeng stress...Sanay naman ako ng maraming ginagawa, pero ibang klase ngayon, halos sabay-sabay ang mga kaganapan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa gabi, halos di na ako makatulog dahil iniisip ko kung gaano kadami ang kailangan kong gawin kinabukasan...kahit nakapikit ang mata ko, na-totorture pa rin ako, bago ako makatulog halos isang oras ko munang pag-iisipan mga dapat gawin kahit nakahiga na ako sa kama...haaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya naman last Monday, napaiyak na lang ako sa sobrang stress...nakadagdag pa yung pagkaka-overheat ng computer ko kaya hindi ko magamit...handicapped talaga ang pakiramdam ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos lang talaga ang week na ito, masaya na ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113937342161123386?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113937342161123386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113937342161123386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113937342161123386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113937342161123386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113851187364946104</id><published>2006-01-28T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:58:38.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have this sudden craving for junk food...Chiz Curls, Piattos, Tortillos, Clover Chips, Lays, Pringles, Potato Chips....Agh, I can't take this anymore, I have to address this cravings before I go out of my mind... See ya later, I'm headed to the nearest sari-sari store to grab some grub...:0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113851187364946104?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113851187364946104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113851187364946104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113851187364946104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113851187364946104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/cravings.html' title='Cravings!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113807374742392383</id><published>2006-01-23T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:35:47.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Valentines Day blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I feel like I have two personalities within my system...One is  bitter, while the other (I wouldn't dare call it sweet or whatever) is not-so-bitter...These pre-valentines day blues are sweeping over me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bitter part:&lt;/span&gt; Hah! So what if Valentines Day is up and coming? It's not like it's a national holiday or something...afterall, love is a social construct (at least that's what everybody says)...and what's the fuss about celebrating valentines' day...and who the hell wants to be given flowers anyway? Flowers die. And chocolates? I could buy myself one, I don't need other people to buy me some....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not-so-bitter part: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;It's nice to see that love works for other people...and who says love is a social construct? It's something so real, and even if other people deny it, it doesn't change the fact that love makes this world go round (hehehe)...and who isn't dreaming of finding someone to love...ahh, I saw Ran with Doms last friday and what else can I say, they're a really cute couple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Whatever! Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well, all I can say is, if you're in a relationship, then, good for you but if you're single, that's alright...it's all about perception din naman kasi, if you think na you're pathetic 'cause you don't have a date on Valentines Day then you are, but you can choose a more positive frame of mind naman, di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyways, my Socio 101 professor had this idea of sending us to the Lovapalooza on Feb. 14...She said it's a good way of people-watching and who knows, you might find the prince who will kiss you (or maybe the frog)...When she said that, I just smiled to myself, a smile that even I wouldn't be able to explain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113807374742392383?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113807374742392383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113807374742392383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113807374742392383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113807374742392383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/pre-valentines-day-blues.html' title='Pre-Valentines Day blues...'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113767808080741258</id><published>2006-01-19T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T05:41:20.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post....wala maisip na title e</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wala akong maisulat...na-blablangko ang utak ko...Gosh! I was just thinking yesterday na marami na akong mai-popost dito pero ngayon nawala na lahat ng naisip ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ang dami kong dapat gawin pero wala ako sa mood gumawa ng mga assignments...naiinis pa ako kasi 3 full hours (grabeh!!!) mag-didiscuss yung film prof ko tomorrow...God help me get through Film 100 tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ayoko sa mga taong "feeling"...yung "feeling" niya he's God's gift to women! Yuck! Haaangkapal ng mukha!!! Kainis talaga...he's the kind of person na sobrang taas ng tingin sa sarili niya...grabeh talaga ang angas angas...hmmmppp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After this post, i'll never think about him again...nakakainit lang talaga ng ulo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;finally, nasa ayos na uli ang aking computer...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cige, next post na lang uli...ala talaga ako sa mood...Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113767808080741258?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113767808080741258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113767808080741258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113767808080741258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113767808080741258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/3rd-postwala-maisip-na-title-e.html' title='3rd post....wala maisip na title e'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113724286401686529</id><published>2006-01-14T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:47:44.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post (for a lack of a better title!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't want to complain anymore about the hazardous week that i'm having but i just can't  help it... my professors assigned tons of homework to do that i just don't know how and where to start!&lt;br /&gt;I have been putting off what i have to do today. Instead of doing my assignments, I played with the neighborhood kids instead. We played piko and patintero, the losers' punishment is lipstick on their faces. And of course, because I lost in the piko, they painted my left cheek and my nose. Those kids, they never run out of energy.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Ran! thanks for "organizing' my blog. i really appreciate it. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess that's it. I still have a lot to do...ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113724286401686529?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113724286401686529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113724286401686529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113724286401686529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113724286401686529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-post-for-lack-of-better-title.html' title='2nd post (for a lack of a better title!)'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113629404532506532</id><published>2006-01-03T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T05:14:05.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First!</title><content type='html'>This is my first post for 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first mistake for 2006 is: I used the mean for my variable profile for the 165 paper. (Sorry for being technical this time). I should have used modal description instead, just like what Rai did. I could say I was a bit confused (excuses, excuses!). I assigned scores for the categories kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first big decision for 2006 is: to remain single until i reach twenty. Let's see how far I can stick to this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the firsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have a myspace account, please add me: &lt;a href="mailto:camicamz1486@yahoo.com"&gt;camicamz1486@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. I use myspace to get in touch with my cousins who are in Virginia. MySpace is more popular than Friendster in Virginia, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school this morning. Kaunti pa lang yata ang nag-kaklase. Miski ako, vacation mode pa rin, and I can't believe that I have to go back and see my Film professor this Friday. (No!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start the year right, kaya naman before the year ended I said goodbye to a person who I really should say goodbye (magulo ba?). Basta, this time it's for good. I tried to stay friends with him, pero it was so hard tapos halatang ayaw niya. So, I decided na sige wag na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, here's a quote from Coelho's "The Pilgrimage": "Stop and deal with it before it's too late...There's no use running away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113629404532506532?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113629404532506532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113629404532506532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113629404532506532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113629404532506532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/first.html' title='First!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113549299090175316</id><published>2005-12-24T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:43:10.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;12:46 AM 12/25/2005&lt;br /&gt;This must be the saddest xmas of my life. I really don't want to be the scrooge or the grinch this christmas but i just can't help feeling like one. A relationship has died just before the occassion and all hopes of friendship had gone down the drain. A lot of people have texted in their warm wishes for yule but the person i've been wanting to text me hasn't shown any interest in doing so. Plus, I had a guffaw with my mom over ice cream. What a waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;now&gt;...once upon in time we fell in love and i thought that i could be the only one........it's gonna be a long night and i knoe im gonna loose this fight...&lt;br /&gt;All this bitterness washing over  me and what the heck, it's christmas. I should be celebrating, happy and stuff. But, I just am not. THere's this hollow lump that just wouldn't go away. Here iam again drowning in my own misery and no one seems to care. It's just me and my computer. I have cried a tear or two tonight and who knows if i'll shed a few more tomorrow or the next day. Sometimes i feel like iam okay, that i'm doing fine but all of a sudden the world comes crashing down, my world comes crashing down. And i dont know in which direction im headed anymore.Sometimes, i wish i could just throw my cellphone right at the wall, so i wouldn't be so obsessed with it. Nobody seems to care, nobody seems to understand.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so down these past few days...quite indifferent to what's supposed to be happening around me...dunno until when this will last...&lt;br /&gt; left at 12:58 AM 12/25/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113549299090175316?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113549299090175316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113549299090175316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113549299090175316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113549299090175316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/blue-christmas.html' title='Blue Christmas!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113497507776484488</id><published>2005-12-18T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:51:17.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Especially for Raymond!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hi!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Raymond, wala ka na bang gana mag-blog?! Lagi ko na lang vinivisit yung blog mo pero wala namang bagong post!!!Yung last post mo doon nung sem break pa, christmas break na ngayon, wala a rin bang bagong nangyayari sa buhay mo?! Hehehe...Wala lang. Alam mo naman eto lang ang role ko sa buhay mo ang inisin at kulitin ka. E kasi yun lang din naman ang role mo sa buhay ko....lalo na ltuwing nagsusungit ka...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pacencia na kung napag-tritripan kita. Eto siguro ang epekto ng hindi na kita masyado nakikita at nakakusap. In short, na-mimiss lang kita kaya ganito ang post ko. Na-mimiss ko na ang mga pagsusungit mo sa'kin at yung glasses mo na "for more effect" lang naman. Hindi na rin kita nakakasabay kumain sa canteen, at ang paggaya ko sa kung alin man ang order mo, dahil sabi mo nga gaya-gaya ako sayo. Which is not true, ayaw ko na lang kasi mag-isip pa ng kakainin ko... tamad ko noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Naalala ko nanaman yung time na biglang umulan at wala kang dalang payong. Nagpahatid ka pa sa Yakal, dala mo pa yung laptop mo noon. Kaya naman kahit sa'kin yung payong, basang basa pa rin ako dahil sabi mo mabasa na lahat wag lang yung laptop mo....hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wala lang na-mimiss lang talaga siguro kita! See ya soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;, tsaka merry Xmas na rin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113497507776484488?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113497507776484488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113497507776484488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113497507776484488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113497507776484488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/especially-for-raymond.html' title='Especially for Raymond!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113436339806975586</id><published>2005-12-11T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:56:38.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 18...well not yet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In two days time, I would be 19...whew! Time really passes fast. Another year in my life is coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have been feeling sudden bouts of loneliness these past few days. The problem is I can't pinpoint what's causing these lonesome feelings. No matter how hard I try there's just no way that I could determine the reason why i'm feeling like this. And you know, I usually feel this way before my birthday comes. Maybe because something inside says that there something i still failed to do in my life. And what could that be? This anxiety is getting more complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway, I finished reading Coelho's "The Pilgrimage" last week. The only other novels that I haven't read are "11 minutes" and "By the River Piedra". I hope Via would be kind enough, as always, to let me borrow her books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This ends my post! Adios!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113436339806975586?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113436339806975586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113436339806975586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113436339806975586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113436339806975586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/goodbye-18well-not-yet.html' title='Goodbye 18...well not yet!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113352474894750410</id><published>2005-12-02T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T03:59:08.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bashing The Cannons!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Bashing the Cannons!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That was a phrase used by my Film professor, it stuck to my mind and I don't know why. Anyway, my professor is a very interesting person and I think she's very intelligent too. She speaks soooo s-l-o-w-l-y and rambles on and on for three hours. But, you know what, even if she does speak with the speed of a turtle, I find myself hanging on to her every word. She made us watch "Citizen Kane" today and I just couldn't help but laugh when she locked the door so that everyone was forced to stay put for the whole duration of the film (140 minutes), never mind if you feel like you need to pee. A very feisty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;character she is. It wasn't my first time to watch the flick but i really enjoyed watching it a lot better than the first time i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;     The nights are longer this time of the year. I love the early sunsets during the late afternoons. I especially love seeing the sun set during Spanish class. You see, outside the window of our room is a patch of greenery. There are tall trees and a lot of grass. When the sun sets, its magnificent rays cover the little "forest" and makes it such a refreshing sight. Sometimes, butterflies would add a little  more color to the view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;     A lot of good films are out in cinemas but i haven't watched any single flick. No, not even Harry Potter. (Well, I'm not really a fan but you know...) I want to watch Prime and Feels like Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;     That's about it for this post. 'Til the next one...Adios!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113352474894750410?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113352474894750410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113352474894750410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113352474894750410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113352474894750410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/bashing-cannons.html' title='&quot;Bashing The Cannons!&quot;'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113316219901490866</id><published>2005-11-27T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T23:16:39.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"we must be over he rainbow!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Friday, our Film 100 professor let us watch the original version of the "Wizard of Oz". The film was released back in 1939 and Judy Garland played Dorothy. She was only 16 years old back then, and I think she was pretty good. She sang "Somewhere over the Rainbow" quite endearing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyways, my cousin's wedding took place today. I was more nervous than she was. Walking with high heels are not really my thing. And (as cheesy as it may sound) I felt like crying when, finally, they were signing up the marriage contracts. I just felt that she was being taken away from us, and i didn't quite feel good about it. But, judging from the way she smiled and how her eyes twinkled, i can say that she's happy and contented with what's happening to her. I just hope she'll be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whew!! At least I managed not to trip or something while parading around...at least that's over now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ciao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113316219901490866?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113316219901490866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113316219901490866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113316219901490866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113316219901490866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-must-be-over-he-rainbow.html' title='&quot;we must be over he rainbow!&quot;'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113220695804760815</id><published>2005-11-16T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:55:58.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams, Changes, and Letting go</title><content type='html'>I. Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Rai confided to me that he had a weird dream. He said that it was about snow, sled, dogs, and a snake. Sabi niya, (if i remember correctly) na they were escaping from something using a sled since it was snowing and then they came across with a snake and tried to shoo it away. If i'm not mistaken, snakes bring good luck. i hope I'm right because Rai was thinking his dream meant death or some sort of misfortune...&lt;br /&gt;Another dream, this time it's mine. I dreamt of 2 different things: a wake and someone who is (in real life) about to take her wedding vows. Dreams can sometimes be so weird and unfathomable...&lt;br /&gt;II. Changes&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want things to stay as they are, there are some necessary changes that must take place in my life. My 21-year old cousin is going to get married at the end of the month. She's so dear to me and I can't help thinking we can't share as much time as we want with each other after she gets married (selfish me, huh?!). And, she's so young...Well, I was not surprised when the news about her wedding came to my knowledge. MOnths ago, she told me that she indeed has plans for settling down, but I wasn't really listening that well. Maybe because I thought that she wasn't serious about getting married and it just seem so vague and so unbecoming...I never thought it was all going to happen, it's so sudden...but i wasn't surprised, not really, just hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;III. Letting Go&lt;br /&gt;FInally, my ex-boyfriend, after pestering me for several months, had finally realized that we're not really meant for each other. I'm glad he has opened his eyes to face reality. And, i'm glad he's moving on with his life...i don't want someone stranded at some point being stagnant because of me... I hope we could be friends, but as for now, that's just not possible...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was a rather long post...:)&lt;br /&gt;til next tym, ciao!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113220695804760815?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113220695804760815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113220695804760815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113220695804760815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113220695804760815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/dreams-changes-and-letting-go.html' title='Dreams, Changes, and Letting go'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113195663754041725</id><published>2005-11-14T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:23:57.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arse-face!!!! There i feel better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113195663754041725?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113195663754041725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113195663754041725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113195663754041725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113195663754041725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113160375199199140</id><published>2005-11-09T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:22:32.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day Funk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My next class starts in  two hours and 45 minutes from now... i've been loitering around the campus for the last four hours...and i still have to go on entertain myself and try to find something interesting to do for the next two hours...by the way, it's been raining since this morning and have i told you that i hate it when it rains?! This is a nice way to start the semester...maybe, this isn't just my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Socio 101 professor kept us for about 10 minutes...She only gave us our classcards and then dismissed us... She said that we'll meet Monday next week... At least she decided to show up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My semester is officially starting...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113160375199199140?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113160375199199140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113160375199199140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113160375199199140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113160375199199140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-day-funk.html' title='First day Funk!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113142475194430479</id><published>2005-11-07T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:39:11.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semester starts on thursday...</title><content type='html'>when i woke up this morning, i discovered a big zit on my face. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enrolment ngayon...akala ko matatagalan ako pero by 11:30 am i'm done. Salamat na lamang at nakuha ko lahat ng subjects sa CRS...i had always been lucky in getting subjects that i have enlisted for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the second semester! sigurado marami nanaman akong matututuhan...and i'm also sure na mas haggard ang sem na ito kaysa sa past semester...pero carry lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami nagtatanong sa'kin kung paano ako natuto mag-gitara. well, ganito kasi yun: I learned to play the guitar when i was in fourth year high school... my then boyfriend taught me how...that's why i will never forget him (sob,sob!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113142475194430479?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113142475194430479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113142475194430479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113142475194430479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113142475194430479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/semester-starts-on-thursday.html' title='semester starts on thursday...'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113127588394180284</id><published>2005-11-06T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T03:18:03.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back-to-school blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh how time flies! The sem break is over and we'll be back in school next week. But, i'm so glad that i'm going back to UP. I got so bored during the break that i craved for the days when everything was fast-paced and there were lots of things to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last night was one of the greatest times in my life. Me and my friends had a mini-reunion. I don't get to see them very often since we go to different schools. That mini-reunion was one of the highlights of my vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hey, i miss Rai....kahit masungit yun, nakaka-miss pa rin yun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even if i got bored during the semestral break, hindi ko pa rin nagawang basahin yung &lt;em&gt;Farewell to Arms&lt;/em&gt; ni Ernest Hemingway. Wala lang, di ko talaga trip si Hemingway e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113127588394180284?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113127588394180284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113127588394180284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113127588394180284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113127588394180284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-school-blues.html' title='Back-to-school blues'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-113076789569286409</id><published>2005-10-31T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T06:11:35.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know what? I did'nt go... I chickened out! I realized i was not ready yet to see him... that's why i didn't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yeah, i'm a coward. What else is there to say?! Ciao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-113076789569286409?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113076789569286409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=113076789569286409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113076789569286409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/113076789569286409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/coward.html' title='Coward'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112996628827283707</id><published>2005-10-22T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:31:28.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hi!! Finally, the long awaited semestral break has come. But, there's just one problem, I'm bored and I want to go back to school already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tomorrow, i'll be seeing "him"... There are butterflies running (yeah, you read it right-running- not flying!) around my stomach... it's gonna be the first time that we'll see each other after he dumped me... i don't know how it's gonna look like tomorrow... i'm scared, i don't know why, but i am so damn scared of what might happen tomorrow when i see him... the thought makes me shiver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i never felt this nervous in my entire life... not even during recitations with Ma'am Lambino when i pray that my classcard wouldn't be picked out of the many others because i haven't read the assigned reading for that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i saw his picture in Friendster the other day... he posted the picture of his current girlfriend too... i was quite shocked to see it... i felt rooted to the webpage... and all of  a sudden the computer hanged and i can't turn to another page... bad luck, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i thought i was doing fine, that i was moving on, that i was bouncing back... surprise, surprise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but, you know i have to cope with this... and i will...sooner or later i'll be over him...(trying to convince myself)...sigh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ciao, i'll keep you posted on the next developments... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112996628827283707?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112996628827283707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112996628827283707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112996628827283707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112996628827283707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112910844955950816</id><published>2005-10-12T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T02:14:09.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hey... i missed my blog. It's been a while since i posted something in here...glad to be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;does it happen to you when you've got all the things you want to write down here in your blog and then when you finally get to have the chance to actually post it you can't think of any? Kinda what's happening to me right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I thought i'd never fit in with the young people in our community, never thought they'd become my friends. Surprise, surprise! Now i'm friends with them and they treat me as if we'd known each other forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Three more papers to go before I finally enjoy the semestral break. The deadline's on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i am happier now.... picking up the pieces was hard but i got to move on with my life... i realized if i decide to be happy then i will be happy... i'm enjoying my life as it is right now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112910844955950816?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112910844955950816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112910844955950816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112910844955950816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112910844955950816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112850104388527288</id><published>2005-10-05T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:30:44.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things to do, so little time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sometimes I forget that I'm only human and that I can only do so much. I'm like a walking zombie these fast few days. When will I get used to having so many things to do, so many deadlines to meet at the end of every semester?! I realized a fast-paced lifestyle wouldn't work for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm thinking of getting my hair cut. It gets in my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorry but that's all I can write right now, I'm too tired to think! Man, as one of my professor puts it: "When it rains, it doesn't only pour, it floods!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112850104388527288?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112850104388527288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112850104388527288&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112850104388527288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112850104388527288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-many-things-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So many things to do, so little time!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16636459.post-112833285000872139</id><published>2005-10-03T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T02:49:58.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Break(down)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whew! It's October already and supposedly it's the end of the semester. But, no, with all the deadlines we have to meet, the actual break would come a good two to three weeks from now. At least, by being busy I can take off my mind from the tradegies that have been recently pouring in my life (sob!). Now let's not get dramatic here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I too overwhelmed with the work that i have to get done. And please don't remind me about the exam on Thursday, it makes me tremble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, I had fun playing volleyball last night. There was this cute scenario that I keep replaying on my mind and I find myself smiling at the thought. Oh, I know if i relate this to you, you wouldn't really understand cause you were not there when it happened. He just looked so cute sprawled down on the volleyball court, the tall guy that he was, and looking at me (I was down on the ground, too laughing. I acidentally bumped into him, trying to save the ball, and I did not intend to step on his toes, causing him to loose his balance and flunk on the floor. Anyway, he did not seem to mind, as I said, he was there looking at me laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't know how to end this entry so I'll just leave a quote from Coelho's The Alchemist. Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"There is one great truth in this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It's your mission on earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ciao, guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112833285000872139?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112833285000872139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112833285000872139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112833285000872139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112833285000872139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/sem-breakdown.html' title='Sem Break(down)!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112771471897093023</id><published>2005-09-25T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:09:13.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truth hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Let's face it, the truth really hurts. I got jilted last Friday (freaky, freaky friday) and i had to accept the truth that he doesn't love me anymore. I had to face reality and accept that he has a girlfriend and that he's very happy now. He even said that someday i would find the person who would love and protect me and that when that day comes he would be very happy for me. It hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;So maybe I should wake up now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh well, that's how life is. You can't really have everything you want. I know this "epiphany" would eventually make me a stronger, wiser, and better person. Cliche as it may sound, i do believe it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Ciao, guys. Until my next post. I had changed my blog address, i realized i'm too exposed. Here's my new add: &lt;a href="http://www.zappy-girl.blogspot.com"&gt;www.zappy-girl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112771471897093023?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112771471897093023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112771471897093023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112771471897093023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112771471897093023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/truth-hurts.html' title='truth hurts'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16636459.post-112738323114741612</id><published>2005-09-22T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T03:00:31.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Blog It!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm torn between two loves--in more ways than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The volleyball championship game is set over the weekend, coinciding with an activity in the organization that iam applying in. That activity is supposed to be the last "rite of passage" which i should attend before I become an official member of the organization. But, no, i can't come...this is due to the fact that my teammates have been pressuring the hell out of me and telling me that i should not miss this game-the championship game. I don't know what i should do, if only i could split myself into two so i could attend both important activities at the same time. It's so hard for me to choose because i have worked so hard for the application process and have also did my best so that the team could make it for the championships. Oh, life is really full of sacrifices. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Not only am i torn between volleyball and the organization, but iam also experiencing a hurricane of emotions regarding my life. I'm in my period of making major decisions. And it's only the easy part. Sticking up to the decision is, by far, harder than making it. I can't seem to make up my mind in choosing between the person i love (who, by the way, can't be with me because he already has a girlfriend now) and the person who wants to come back to me (who, by the way, has the charms that can make me succumb to his every wish). Sigh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The sudden turn of events had left me grasping for breath. It sure looks like i'm letting a lot of people down. I just feel miserable about all of it. But, I know it would all clear up sooner or later. I'm just so glad that the people who matter still believes in me, I wouldn't know what to do without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Special shout out to my friends: Rai, Ran, Pache, Kitty, and Joyce. Thanks for all the love and support during these trying times. see ya around...love ya guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112738323114741612?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112738323114741612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112738323114741612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112738323114741612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112738323114741612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-it.html' title='&quot;Blog It!!!&quot;'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112687305406759004</id><published>2005-09-16T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T05:17:34.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>raining still!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I want to go out and play volleyball tonight but it's been raining like forever. Sooner or later, the rain has got to stop from falling. Personally, I don't like it when it rains. I don't like getting wet because I get cold easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's lots of things to be done. In two weeks time the semester is going to end. You could imagine how many deadlines and papers I'm facing. It seems I have to pass something everyday. Anyway, I think after everything, after I have passed every paper, after i have taken all those exams, I sure am would be proud of myself for accomplishing this much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112687305406759004?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112687305406759004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112687305406759004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112687305406759004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112687305406759004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/raining-still.html' title='raining still!'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112660432468018836</id><published>2005-09-13T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T02:50:39.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disillusioned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had a huge headache lat night, maybe it's because i think too much. I'm just so confused with everything that's happening to me right now. I feel restless, I know I should be doing something productive but my mind's wandering. I don't even know how I got here in an Internet Cafe. I sure am absent-minded today. I'm just too disillusioned. it's as if my life is a blur, I can barely see where i'm going. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's been raining since last night. I wish I could go out and play in the rain, so I could cry with no one noticing. I would let the rain wash away all the hurt, the frustrations, and the anger that Iam feeling. I just wish this phase of disillusionment will soon end. I definitely want this to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112660432468018836?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112660432468018836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112660432468018836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112660432468018836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112660432468018836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/disillusioned.html' title='disillusioned'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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-16636459.post-112651333890375437</id><published>2005-09-12T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:22:18.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's been quite a day... a day full of reflections and of weighing out emotions. I'm in a situation I know too well and somehow I want to break this cycle of caving in to his every wish. I no longer want to be a "trophy" girlfriend, I'm craving for a change in my life. Unfortunately, I don't know where to start. It feels as if I have to start from scratch again... if only i know what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last night's volleyball game was frustrating. We won the first two sets but succumbed to the opponent in the succeeding rounds. Sigh! We have to make it tonight if we want to be the next champs. I enjoy every minute of playing time but I feel like I'm not giving it my all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;finally, I finished reading Paulo Coelho's "The Alchemist". It's partly the reason why my blog's entitled beginner's luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another article due tomorrow. Putik! Wake me up when the semester ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16636459-112651333890375437?l=zappy-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112651333890375437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16636459&amp;postID=112651333890375437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112651333890375437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16636459/posts/default/112651333890375437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zappy-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-blog-entry.html' title='My first blog entry'/><author><name>cams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08275433297357977883</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></feed>
