<?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-2270550838301272062</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:45:25.906-07:00</updated><category term='litratos'/><category term='heart prick'/><category term='drama'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='living'/><category term='song review'/><category term='love'/><category term='serious stuffs'/><category term='fashion review'/><category term='fave stars'/><category term='laag'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>muted emotions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-8751696358973552585</id><published>2009-09-07T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:02:29.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I stopped blogging. I think my last post was published last last month.  I got really busy at school and s0 I wasn't able to find tie and write on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks were really busy weeks for me. I realized that time pressures me so much that I'm missing a hell lot of fun from the hell lot of my life. What made me wonder was that even during the process of doing all those requirements, I had found time to think about not just some, but a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting, I realized I was growing. I'm not getting any younger. The mirror, my newly developed latest photos, and all the pressure was proving it. Even in my point of views and opinions, it isn't so hard to see that I am growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now not just dream of traveling to other places but I am now earning for tickets. I now have my own bank account and I opened it without the help of my parents. I now travel far places alone. I now prefer to stay at home doing paper works than be at the streets hopping from one street food vendor to another like what I was doing when I was much much younger than I am now. I became busier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also surprisingly changed my point of view for earl marriage. I used to want to get married to my boyfriend right after I graduate so I can start being with him always, and have more time for each other than now. I realized, I don't want to get married early. I also felt that I would want to extend my  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kabataan  &lt;/span&gt;by not marrying younger. Things, and many things that I could only do while I'm single and unmarried came into my mind these days, and I wouldn't want to miss those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I have already woke up now, from a slumber that closed my eyes from all of the things I was missing, bonding with the people I used to be bonding with (my barkada), since all I was wanting to hang-out with the past few months was my boyfriend, doing my craft which was writing, taking wonderful pictures of nature, because all of my pictures now are just me alone or me and my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I was being sure of an assumed conclusion of my young days. Think of it,I was even excited to graduate from college even though I haven't graduated yet from high school because I wanted a permanent job already to earn for my own house and car. What am I thinking. I shouldn't be just studying now and helping my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking too much of my future that I forget what I should be, a sixteen-year-old. I have let go of the things I should have hold on to. I wasn't able to enjoy all the priveleges a teen ager should have felt during her early teenage days. In less than two years from now I would leave the teenage world and be an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I have barely enough time to make it up to myself. What I'm very willing to do right now is to give enough time to myself, who is just a teen, and be a teen. I don't need to be an adult too early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-8751696358973552585?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8751696358973552585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/09/early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8751696358973552585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8751696358973552585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/09/early.html' title='Early'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4520758559275940555</id><published>2009-07-08T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:12:30.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i exactly wanted.</title><content type='html'>it's not that im discontent. i just don't know where to place myself right now. i've got friends. we hang out (at school). i have a boyfriend, (yeah. the one that doesn't care). and i've dedicated my whole life to something i don't even know. this isn't like what you always (as the usual) think. this is something different from the norm that people would always think of. i don't know. this thing's driving me crazy!! ahhggh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-4520758559275940555?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4520758559275940555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-exactly-wanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4520758559275940555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4520758559275940555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-exactly-wanted.html' title='what i exactly wanted.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-3770717759313417527</id><published>2009-06-10T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:08:49.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"In my wildest dreams, you always play the hero. In my darkest hour of night, you rescue me, you save my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-3770717759313417527?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3770717759313417527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3770717759313417527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3770717759313417527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/hero.html' title='the hero'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-3439414139254004379</id><published>2009-06-10T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:55:45.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;•the sweeter the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;, the blacker the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;core&lt;/span&gt;. scratch a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; lover&lt;/span&gt; and find a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;foe&lt;/span&gt;.•&lt;/span&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/2270550838301272062-3439414139254004379?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3439414139254004379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweeter-apple-blacker-core.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3439414139254004379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3439414139254004379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweeter-apple-blacker-core.html' title=''/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-735545084437600473</id><published>2009-06-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:28:11.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;is never wanting to lose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;never wanting to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;give up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and never truly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;moving on&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;knowing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;in the deepest part of what's left of your heart that they feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-735545084437600473?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/735545084437600473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-never-wanting-to-lose-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/735545084437600473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/735545084437600473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-never-wanting-to-lose-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-3833769484698313056</id><published>2009-06-10T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:04:27.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;things don't change, we (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;) do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;•••&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-3833769484698313056?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3833769484698313056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-dont-change-we-people-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3833769484698313056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3833769484698313056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-dont-change-we-people-do.html' title=''/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-751990069077044927</id><published>2009-06-05T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:10:01.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>backstreet romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my favorite place is just here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;beside you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-751990069077044927?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/751990069077044927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/backstreet-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/751990069077044927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/751990069077044927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/06/backstreet-romance.html' title='backstreet romance'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-7908826928646232713</id><published>2009-05-06T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:24:02.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;|royally flushed|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-=&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is even worse than sneaker night. i &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RF&lt;/span&gt; won over me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;|over me|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;horrified&lt;/span&gt;. after the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; whole day that i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; to have long enough time to&lt;br /&gt;talk to him&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;♦&lt;/span&gt;he would go &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;|brb|&lt;/span&gt; and play mode on his &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;RF&lt;/span&gt; character&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;♦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G-!-!-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;drama &lt;/span&gt;almost every &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;•in a relationship•&lt;/span&gt; status girls face every day/night.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;|hate|&lt;/span&gt; how this feels but what can i say? this heart prick goes like an every day routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;but one day &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;•i'd have to end it•&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;•be with someone else•&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;someone who'd put me first&lt;br /&gt;than his RF character!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point? it's just a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;cyber inhuman&lt;/span&gt;. it freaks me out. it's even -okay to him- that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;|we're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;going to fight|&lt;/span&gt; just to make him able to play this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;stupid online game&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;i won't ask for any |apology| for calling it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;*stupid*&lt;/span&gt;. it is stupid&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-7908826928646232713?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7908826928646232713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/royally-flushed-again-this-is-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7908826928646232713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7908826928646232713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/royally-flushed-again-this-is-even.html' title=''/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-3465023329514186928</id><published>2009-05-05T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:00:01.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>my flashy world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;|i don't wanna be bored|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so i ate &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;jjamppong&lt;/span&gt; and i felt &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;◘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;◘&lt;/span&gt; after it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt; really make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;. ii was wishing that me and my guy can see each other this afternoon &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;like we always have&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;|this is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;backstreet romance&lt;/span&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;. but he's been so busy the whole afternoon&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; •&lt;/span&gt;with his work&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;his friends&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;and other stuffs&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; so i &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;|&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;royally flushed&lt;/span&gt;|&lt;/span&gt; it away. now, i'm doodling here in my greatest outlet to cyber space &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&gt;|blog|&lt;&lt;/span&gt;. i can't believe i was able not to play with my pet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;♦&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sneezie&lt;/span&gt;♦&lt;/span&gt; the whole afternoon, well maybe tonight&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; [since i was addicted to the fella].&lt;/span&gt; well-oh-well. i was wishing someone was online this hours in my yahoo messenger so i would have someone to share things to. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt; but that person isn't, so i'm here on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. so what could my next &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;|topic&lt;/span&gt;| be? lemme think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i know! --- my top 10 people as of year 2009. gotta start writing! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt; bye guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-3465023329514186928?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3465023329514186928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-flashy-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3465023329514186928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/3465023329514186928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-flashy-world.html' title='my flashy world.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5746173217163008910</id><published>2009-05-04T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:01:47.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i am here, talk about "again!" i'm perfectly sitting in front of my computer while the aircon is full blast, writing this one. bet ya didn't know.. I'M &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;gusto kong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;♦&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;lumabas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;♦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;pero busy naman silang lahat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;may inaayos na kotse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tinatrabaho ang chief girl scout medal scheme papers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nag outing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nasa davao, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;natutulog pa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and all that! wew. i guess i'll have to do my own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;♣..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;..♣&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nalang muna today. pero maya-maya lalabas ako. comment me ha, pag walang kwenta itong mga pinagsasabi ko, bored lang talaga ako eh. wew. kainis nga. gusto kong matulog, pero ayaw ko. tapos ang cellphone ko, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;|lowbat|&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(bago lang). may&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;••sunburn••&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;pa ako! huhu. pero natreat ko naman na eh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;(kalamansi with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ano kayang magandang gawin ngayon ano? sige.. mag iisip muna ako.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-5746173217163008910?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5746173217163008910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-here-talk-about-again-im-perfectly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5746173217163008910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5746173217163008910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-here-talk-about-again-im-perfectly.html' title=''/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-7515241029821791531</id><published>2009-05-04T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:26:22.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i'm loving right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; my BF &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Ü- because he saw me when i was invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; my pet sneezie on facebook&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;- because she is soo cute. and she gives me fun during my lazy hours in the afternon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;my mom&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;-because she helped me organize the people i need to organize in my CGSMS project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;my resto in facebook&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;-because i love decorating buildings and feeding cyber people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; my computer&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;-because it's got internet and it's located inside my room so we bond until 12:30 in the evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;the sky &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; becuse it's so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; God &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; because he made all these things exist and all these things possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-7515241029821791531?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7515241029821791531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-im-loving-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7515241029821791531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7515241029821791531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-im-loving-right-now.html' title='what i&apos;m loving right now.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4420326440861565523</id><published>2009-05-04T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:00:05.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>|note|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hey guys, some of my posts doesn't appear, but they're not gone. they just can't be scrolled down, or directed to, because of the layie. but when i'd change layout, they'll appear again. *nothing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-4420326440861565523?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4420326440861565523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4420326440861565523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4420326440861565523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/note.html' title='|note|'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-8617998259212232787</id><published>2009-05-04T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:09:05.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking about the past days. [this summer!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;wow. i never thought this summer could get any better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-strolling around Manila for a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-seeing the beauty of all Laoag (talk about the lovely beaches!&gt;&gt;and other memorable spots, which acutally were there since the year of i-wasn't0born yet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-finally getting to Pagudpud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-spending one whole afternoon strolling at all the perks and hang outs in Tagaytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-a lovely dinner at Bali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-going on an adventure with my berks at Lake Agco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-church outing at Paradise Island and Little Boracay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-spending lazy afternoons on my pet and resto at facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-strolling almost every afternoon with my guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-and finally beautify my greatest outlet to cyrberspace&gt;&gt;my blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;this summer is so incredible. i actually thought this two months of no-school is a no-fun, but guess what? it isn't! and i'm loving it. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-8617998259212232787?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8617998259212232787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/talking-about-past-days-this-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8617998259212232787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8617998259212232787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/talking-about-past-days-this-summer.html' title='talking about the past days. [this summer!]'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-9036590580373257170</id><published>2009-05-03T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T03:31:39.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>church outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YTtbTfzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NPviIWD1ctY/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YTtbTfzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NPviIWD1ctY/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331584998255591218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accepting the ocean's invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2X18z50WI/AAAAAAAAATw/sB87we_yws4/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2X18z50WI/AAAAAAAAATw/sB87we_yws4/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331584486989222242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seducing me to plunge in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2WTaHCb_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/BdGq9gPZ3aA/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2WTaHCb_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/BdGq9gPZ3aA/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331582794047057906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind these ugly weeds, is the summer trip i waited the past whole year for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2XV9pC3bI/AAAAAAAAATo/uUvhWTsD7No/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2XV9pC3bI/AAAAAAAAATo/uUvhWTsD7No/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331583937456299442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying my unsunburned skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2XG8dBwdI/AAAAAAAAATg/clo4ML_P3g4/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2XG8dBwdI/AAAAAAAAATg/clo4ML_P3g4/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331583679439421906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*i was here* initial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2W3jzCKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/RYl7ooTKsKk/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2W3jzCKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/RYl7ooTKsKk/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331583415122799266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were there through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YF-5LxpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yoceAVay7F4/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YF-5LxpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yoceAVay7F4/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331584762426148498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tara&lt;/span&gt;! let's take a look at what nature can boast over here. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YiRu2s4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gjnr0XrCPtI/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf2YiRu2s4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gjnr0XrCPtI/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331585248519435138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we envy the nearby island. so amazing. the coconut trees' unusual heights,&lt;br /&gt;the moutains, the sand, the huge hike inviting rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5rfAGFDXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nOowlN6HE4k/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5rfAGFDXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nOowlN6HE4k/s320/IMG_0988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331817189198859634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're here. so why not swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5r5mMVjtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/OXu86CkqF7E/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5r5mMVjtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/OXu86CkqF7E/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331817646102253266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. this isn't a jellyfish attack. it's just a scratch. doesn't even hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5sUYChW2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/kN7AEaFdm3w/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sf5sUYChW2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/kN7AEaFdm3w/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331818106159455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. this is LOLs. haha.&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/2270550838301272062-9036590580373257170?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9036590580373257170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/05/church-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2979995532860221157</id><published>2009-04-26T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:14:46.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litratos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laag'/><title type='text'>barkada trip to lake agco!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;These are the pictures i took from my summer adventure with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They appear too small in this page, so please just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;click&lt;/span&gt; them if you wish to see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in a larger appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-2979995532860221157?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2979995532860221157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/brkada-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2979995532860221157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2979995532860221157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/brkada-trip.html' title='barkada trip to lake agco!!'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SfTzfrVIjCI/AAAAAAAAASg/t1clDZ4Lrok/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-1438351934204941620</id><published>2009-04-24T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:14:08.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song review'/><title type='text'>it ends tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Your subtleties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; They strangle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I can’t explain myself at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; And all that wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; And all that needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; All I don’t want to need at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; The walls start breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; My mind's unweaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; Maybe it’s best you leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; A weight is lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; On this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I give the final blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; When darkness turns to light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; It ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; A falling star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; Least I fall alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I can’t explain what you can’t explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; Your finding things that you didn’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I look at you with such disdain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; The walls start breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; My mind's unweaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; Maybe it’s best you leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; A weight is lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; On this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I give the final blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tonight.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-1708848512112158652</id><published>2009-04-21T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:46:43.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>i have to save.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm running out of cash! i went went to the mall just a day ago and i got myself a pair of pumps, a handbag, two graphic tees, three new books, a pair of flipflops, a lengthening mascara, neutrogena oil, a heart cage, i ate at antonio's, and then my friends picked me up to have dinner at dencio's, and i can't believe i spent 6,830 in one day. i feel horrible. i am not going to spend money for this whole week, i'll just stay at home. i have to wait for one more week for my allowance.&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-1708848512112158652?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1708848512112158652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-to-save.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/1708848512112158652'/><link 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roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;you are so "a good friend." and i like hanging out with you. it's so nice being able to talk to you for 2 and half an hour with just one topic and end up laughing because we're hungry [that's weird], and then getting ourselves hamburgers [no mayo]. i am just so carefree when i'm with you so i ride well, but don't hand in your dictionary and get another meaning for that, because all we have is plainly friendship. i love my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. yeah, as if i can control this.. i think i have a crush on you [oh-how alert!]. and, and, i musn't go out with you anymore! this is horrifying. i have a boyfriend. you're single, and adorable, and a lot of girls out there would probably wanna hang out with you. so, go. i used to think i wouldn't fall over the mud, but now i am and it's actually quick sand, the smile drowns me in and i can't breath. i can't even say i wanna get outta here now! i have a crush on you and i'm not liking it. i'm starting to dress up a little too girly than i was dressing up before, and when i talk to you, i become more careful of the words and you know what? i know why, because i'm already crushing you and i know this will break my heart one day. so, i've gotta just stop this.&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/2270550838301272062-528750088146302825?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/528750088146302825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye-bye-hang-out-partner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/528750088146302825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/528750088146302825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye-bye-hang-out-partner.html' title='bye-bye hang out partner.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4985363119373200544</id><published>2009-04-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:45:33.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>clueless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;yeah, we're ON. the relationship existed 11 months ago, and still exists 'til now. we've been through a lot of things. we love each oth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;er, so much. and who would ever think it would end up to be my fault that i'm really not for him after all? this is what happens when imature people fall in love and grow mature, learning the painful truths about what they used to not know. i thought i could fight for him, in order for my parents to accept him. i was fueled up when he made me meet his parents, but know, we both realized i wouldn't work well enough with my parents. [tears] how come this happens? we've done a lot of things already that made a lot of memories. we sneak out from the house just to watch stars together and stroll on his auto. we went out of  town just to stroll a mall about 3 hours from home and get to to go home that late [not to mention the excuses, the "lies" i gambled saying just to make mom believe me].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always want to save our relationship. i always look at its every angle, in case i see a way to get on with it. i really love him,  really do.&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-4985363119373200544?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4985363119373200544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/clueless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4985363119373200544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4985363119373200544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/clueless.html' title='clueless.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5086755576780972635</id><published>2009-04-18T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:57:19.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>i can't wait (any longer).</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yey! i'm at the middle of the summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and i'm having quite a lot of fun [surf the net, blog, travel, take pictures, sleep a lot, eat a lot, and other stuffs]. in a week, i'll be hitting the beach with my family and church. it's another way of savoring the summer. after that, in a month, i'd have to enroll already [after i get my progress card back]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i'll be taking another step to a whole new level&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fourth year na akech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;! time flies so fast, it's really so hard to catch up with it. i still have a lot to do. for sure this year's gonna give me a lot of pressure, and i've gotta make good things happen this time. i have to write down a long list of fourth year highschool's resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1. study harder (this one never fails to get enlisted to my every resolution paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2. pass requirements on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3. eat a lot (i want a progress from my skinny body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4. sleep earlier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5. have even more fun (in place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;6. keep more in touch with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;7. be present at every school activity (even if the ampitheatre is scorging hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;8. sign up for clubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;9. give the best shot for the school paper screening and writing (in case i make it again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;10. bring books (no matter how heavy they are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i pinky promise that i won't be any ruder than i was last year this time. i'll impose greater control over my temper this year and shut my mouth up when it shouldn't be talking. think twice, and double check everything (specially putting by calculator inside my bag). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i just wish i could have much fun during my fourth year high school, since my junior year didn't turn out to be that good. whatever happens, i've gotta do all i can to make this one a better year. and i will never have the reason to not hang out with my friends any more, even if it's a 'sleepy head' day, because this could be our last year of being classmates ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;through out the year, i've gotta refrain having dates with my boyfriend too much (sorry, honey). even if it's hard to admit, hanging out with my guys sometimes eat up the time when i should be doing my assignments and requirements, but i'll still have quality time with him (i'll look for a perfect way).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i've gotta learn how to go home early this time, so i could convince mom to lessen her phone calls while i'm hanging out. and another reason is so she could trust me that much when she sends me to a far school. well, they're planning (mom and pop) to send me to University of  Santo Tomas (fact: the school is just in front of the street where my aunt's apartment is located. jackpot!), and so, have to gain her trust to really make that happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the whole year my mind also has to foccus on what course i would be taking up (the course of the undecided). i was planning to take up Mass Communications, but mom would let me take up nursing, and then my mind change that i already wanted to take up Communication Arts, but i don't know, i'm kind of confused. Θelp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but whatever.. i still have a whole year yet to enjoy making memories with the people i love and to work about not being stressed out. so, all i'll just have to do is pray and i'm sure the outcome will be just perfect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-5086755576780972635?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5086755576780972635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-wait-any-longer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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selena.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4276666684702862234</id><published>2009-04-16T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:58:51.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fave stars'/><title type='text'>this is the next thing that i'm gonna love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OM2bUmAlMtg&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OM2bUmAlMtg&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one.. uhm, just a sneak peak. wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmp8Ri7n8GI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmp8Ri7n8GI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-4276666684702862234?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4276666684702862234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-next-thing-that-im-gonna-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4276666684702862234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4276666684702862234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-next-thing-that-im-gonna-love.html' title='this is the next thing that i&apos;m gonna love.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-57343489198862855</id><published>2009-04-15T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:59:12.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fave stars'/><title type='text'>this tastes good.</title><content type='html'>okay you guys pay attention [miley cyrus fans!]. this is the movie thriller of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hannah montana the movie&lt;/span&gt;. i grabbed it from sprinkle pop online, and i thought you'd want to watch it. i'm so excited to watch her movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" 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href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-tastes-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/57343489198862855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/57343489198862855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-tastes-good.html' title='this tastes good.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4980572144463686112</id><published>2009-04-15T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:59:27.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song review'/><title type='text'>the climb.</title><content type='html'>this is one of miley's most amazing songs, The Climb. I got it from sprinkle pop online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NG2zyeVRcbs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NG2zyeVRcbs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-4980572144463686112?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4980572144463686112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4980572144463686112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4980572144463686112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html' title='the climb.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-730590218569164657</id><published>2009-04-15T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:59:40.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fave stars'/><title type='text'>i just love this video.</title><content type='html'>Check this out! They're hanging out again. I'm a big fan of Niley, and it's feelin' good to find out that they're hangin' out again. Miley said they'd just eat lunch like old friends. They went to Village Idiot at Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocEPCzP5j6o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocEPCzP5j6o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-730590218569164657?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/730590218569164657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-jua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/730590218569164657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/730590218569164657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-jua.html' title='i just love this video.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-9058982858070428873</id><published>2009-04-14T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:59:50.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>at our age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;could mom be from show business years ago? urgh. she's always on with the dramas! it irritates my eardrums everytime she has something to tell about how i come too late, dress like this, dress like that, eat too little, sleep too late, wake up too late, and all the usual things kids my age have been engaging to. Mom, what's your point? this is what it is 'in our age'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;have your ways been compared to the ways your mom or dad's ways when they were as young as you? if you already had, i suspect you got annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-they said that boys before, court girls for 1-2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"pause, delete. generation by generation, man's life span decreases. and you gotta work on "some things" [like that stuff] a bit faster. we're not saying that having a guy wait that long is bad, but talk about 'you' liking the guy too. of course, after you think you know enough of him, you could accept him as your boyfriend. and if would only take you about 3-4 months [that's a lot of time too. parents, please consider.] to do that, than why gamble for all those years? besides, it's how you handle the relationship the next months and years. pressure drives us to unlabel ourselves "hard-to-get." the main point is saving time, utilizing that, and driving yourself out of pressure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-they say girls before are home before 5:00 in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Ahuh, you gotta be kidding. what about night classes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-honey, those things don't exist before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"I scored. since night classes didn't exist before, than they have nothing to stay out late for. In your time, girls were 'too' demure, and too 'conservative' that they wouldn't even hang out at bars [these things don't exist before too. (say, "duh")], disco, they weren't even allowed to drive porsches and stroll manila all night. they had 'no reason' to go out at night before, that is why."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-they say kids before don't put clothes and gowns in the spotlight at prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"oh, okay, but don't count us in. i'm a frustrated prom queen wannabe! for girls my age, gowns and bling blings do matter. even for boys, our gowns matter. it shows off our social standing, which [at times] also matter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-they say kids before don't have a buncha 7-liner grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"mom, you have our basics now as your majors before. the human brain's structure hasn't change. it still does look the same before and now, including membranes, cells that account, and it does have the left and right brain still. what i mean is, our studies have larger pressure and our lessons are for smarter people, smarter than you were before. that is why. imagine brains with the same level, struggling to tolerate different levels of subjects, it is most probable that the brain with the easier subjects would have greater grades, and that the one with the harder subjects would have lower grades."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;those are just some of a lot of things they murmur about. ask me, i don't get why is still make sense to other people. i'd encourage them to just adopt the fact, that we are in a different generation so they don't get alienated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;were they not oriented that a day like this would come? and don't they know that what they were having before already passed out? tell me if this doesn't make sense. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it annoys me.&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/2270550838301272062-9058982858070428873?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9058982858070428873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-our-age.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9058982858070428873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9058982858070428873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-our-age.html' title='at our age.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4171078991059407771</id><published>2009-04-14T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:00:24.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>my heart's downfall day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;imagine how stupidity strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;everytime you need luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; it strikes you too hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and it strikes are your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;surprised you were not knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;that it's 12 oclock in the evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;still he's all you could think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;though you're all worn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this was day i feared the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;when all i've left is finally lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;all the tears shall be shed today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it is my heart's downfall day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;you gotta go to bed now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;you just don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;things leave you clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;all that's left is a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;you go over with the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;something just don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i can't believe we're finally through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;after all those years of fighting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this was day i feared the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; when all i've left is finally lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; all the tears shall be shed today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; it is my heart's downfall day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;wish i could grab you outta my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and hug you for real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;it'll be a very good way to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;just how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm like a kid lost in New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;who doesn't even know to take a taxi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;but i've gotta gamble all of my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and trash out the shame of showing tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this was day i feared the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  when all i've left is finally lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  all the tears shall be shed today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  it is my heart's downfall day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's my heart's downfall day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-4171078991059407771?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4171078991059407771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hearts-downfall-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4171078991059407771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4171078991059407771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hearts-downfall-day.html' title='my heart&apos;s downfall day.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-8906192885697117848</id><published>2009-04-14T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:00:37.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>ellipsis in our story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you see i've given all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; since the very day i fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; each word from my lips were true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; my sight was just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; these ears listen carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; when you say you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; it was like a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but on one thing we failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; an important thing lacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; something we just can't put back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but i guess this is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; some of the pieces just don't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; now i guess it's the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but tell me we can be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; we both tried to make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; we fought for me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; i will miss our happy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; those moments when we'd rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; so i sing to you this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; wishin' you;d sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; an important thing lacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; something we just can't put back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but i guess this is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; some of the pieces just don't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; i know you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; i was able to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; hope i had made you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; that loving you was real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; an important thing lacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; something we just can't put back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but i guess this is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; some of the pieces just don't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see, i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the ellipsis in our story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-8906192885697117848?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8906192885697117848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellipsis-in-our-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8906192885697117848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/8906192885697117848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellipsis-in-our-story.html' title='ellipsis in our story.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4567632001856882377</id><published>2009-04-14T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:01:12.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>labeled "little miss boring"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Okay, sorry if you're having a hard time having fun every time you're with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i don't get it. is this actually the reason why he's always busy every time i'd ask him if we could spend time together? it's sort of stupid to put things like this on the spotlight, things that actually don't matter. well, maybe to other people, but it means so much to me, thought it shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it's been five months since he's been acting a bit weird. he's calls are already minimal, while it's been me who's often asking him to go out. at times we're on an 'ok' mode, sometimes it horrifying. why horrifying? it's because after he'd ask me what i did the whole day, he would be quiet all the rest of the time. it annoys me, but am i obliged to hold his upper and lower lip and force to motion close-open?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;yup. that was five months, until he finally cracked it. "Will you try to be quiet? You're boring."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;don't ask me how i felt. you know i was hurt, even for the slightest reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;all these times, he had that reason why he's been acting like that all the while? [ridandancy was applied in that statement, in know.] silence enveloped me upon hearing those words, but when i examined his face, it was nothing to him. he just looked annoyed knowing my eyes were laid up on him, waiting for the next words he would say. he said nothing. oh, he said something actually. "stand up. let's go home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so that was it? that was it. i wanted to hate him, but i couldn't. i just felt stupid. i was on "self pity" mode. okay, i was boring and boring i was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-but how can he judge me that way? he labeled me boring, when in fact all the while i was the only one who was talking while he was there sitting, with his mouth shut. well, maybe he wasn't interested about what i was talking about. that thing contributed to the hurt, because what i talked about was my relationship to his family. we talked [well "i talked"] about his mom, and how she entertained me while i was in their place. does he not like it that i got to get close with his mom? i also talked about sensitive things about us, you know, the future, and some of our little problems. i didn't know what was boring on those matters, or if any made sense, but since he considered it was boring, i decided not to talk about those things anymore, since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;and do you think what i did changed his behaviour? hell no. it made it even worse. this time, he wouldn't want to go out with me. after being labeled "boring" i'd be labeled "dumb" if i wouldn't feel that he's not actually into me already. the best thing to do, is ask him what's the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;and i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;look, i don't want to shed to you any much more of the details so i'm going to tell you directly that it's been confirmed and i was right that he isn't into me already. he wants a girl who'd give him what he needs [boys know it] and i can't. he said all those times, he didn't want to just sit there listening to all the crazy stuffs i was talking about, he wanted to do something else (this is on a different level, in case my school buddies read this.), which he certainly didn't expect from me. he has to look for it on other girls, and at that night, it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"okay, i wish you find what you're looking for. Goodluck with whatever...... dude."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;and that's it. did this post made any sense? i'm on latitude 4.16, over the equater, on the tropical convergent zone, the exact location is blah blah blah [wew. pardon me if i do this babbling but the reason is because it still hurts.], kick me if it doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BEWARE OF BOYS. (who look for this fun.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-4567632001856882377?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4567632001856882377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/labeled-little-miss-boring.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4567632001856882377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4567632001856882377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/labeled-little-miss-boring.html' title='labeled &quot;little miss boring&quot;'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2903716179007790197</id><published>2009-04-13T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:00:57.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>100 things i want to happen while i exist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;1. i wanna ride a submarine and explore the deepest part of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;2. i wanna visit Barcelona, Spain, and stroll all over Europe.&lt;br /&gt;3. i wanna go shopping at New York City&lt;br /&gt;4. i want my personally written book published&lt;br /&gt;5. i want to witness a miracle&lt;br /&gt;6. i want to hold my very first baby in my arms&lt;br /&gt;7. i want to kiss the man who was destined to love me&lt;br /&gt;8. i wanna be seen on TV, reporting live on CNN&lt;br /&gt;9. i want to have a night spent on a yacht while the sea is peaceful and night sky is glamored with stars&lt;br /&gt;10. i want to walk down the aisle with the man i would grow old with&lt;br /&gt;11. i want to write a song that show most how i feel&lt;br /&gt;12. i want to see my own people living at peace, unthreatened&lt;br /&gt;13. i want to feed a thousand hungry kids&lt;br /&gt;14. i want to own private beach where i could meditate (my heart is always close to the sea)&lt;br /&gt;15. i want to create my own yummy recipe of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;carbonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i want to have my dream house built (not grand, just where i can keep all my loved ones together.)&lt;br /&gt;17. i want to read all the books written by Christopher Paolini, C.S. Lewis, Meg Cabot, Paolo Coehlo, Stephenie Meyer, and all my other favorite authors&lt;br /&gt;18. i want to learn how to draw professionally&lt;br /&gt;19. i want to surf the waves&lt;br /&gt;20. i want to have a driver's license and travel all of Philippines on my very own shining red chic car&lt;br /&gt;21. i want to have a pair of sneakers with my emo face that's on sepia mode printed on it&lt;br /&gt;22. i want to just sit down and watch the sun set while i recall all the sweet memories of my first love (sweet corns are for sale at the avenue every afternoon. :p)&lt;br /&gt;23. i want people to understand me while i do my crazy robot talk&lt;br /&gt;24. i want to learn how to gulf&lt;br /&gt;25. i want to grow apple trees (when i was younger, i tried growing one inside our refrigerator. daddy told me they grow in cold places.)&lt;br /&gt;26. i want to learn the basics and intermediates of karate&lt;br /&gt;27. i wanna drift a car!&lt;br /&gt;28. i want to take all the rides in disneyland&lt;br /&gt;29. i want to paddle a boat in a peaceful stream and feel like i'm in fairytopia&lt;br /&gt;30. i want play with a dolphin&lt;br /&gt;31. i want to own a cyberian husky&lt;br /&gt;32. i want to munch on some tacos from mexico&lt;br /&gt;33. i want to grow long stemmed roses&lt;br /&gt;34. i wanna witness one of the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;35. i want to participate in one of the Sea Games&lt;br /&gt;36. i want to fly (even with artificial wings)&lt;br /&gt;37. i want to ride a hot hair balloon&lt;br /&gt;38. i want to be on a Jonas Brothers Concert&lt;br /&gt;39. i want to sea Hanna Montana for real&lt;br /&gt;40. i want to have my own boutique with graphic stuffs for sale&lt;br /&gt;41. i want to own an Asian restaurant&lt;br /&gt;42. i want to visit Mt. Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;43. i want to see the Sydney opera house for real&lt;br /&gt;44. i want to see Hollywood for real&lt;br /&gt;45. i want to meat Sophia Robb&lt;br /&gt;46. i want to learn how to use chop sticks&lt;br /&gt;47. i want to learn more of the Japanese culture&lt;br /&gt;48. i want to be economically oriented&lt;br /&gt;49. i want to meet the Philippine President&lt;br /&gt;50. i want to stop what i'm doing right now, it drains my energy&lt;br /&gt;51. i changed my mind, i've gotta go on&lt;br /&gt;52. i wanna have my own bath tub&lt;br /&gt;53. i want to have a good job&lt;br /&gt;54. i want to study Linguistics&lt;br /&gt;55. i want to learn how to speak Japanese and Latin&lt;br /&gt;56. i want to have purple contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;57. i want to learn more about HTML and CSS codes&lt;br /&gt;58. i want to have a bestfriend who would be there no matter what&lt;br /&gt;59. i want to be led to right man so i wouldn't have to waste time doing trial and error&lt;br /&gt;60. i want to pass board exams&lt;br /&gt;61. i want to be in the presence of a lion who's about three years old&lt;br /&gt;62. i want to sleep inside and Indian Ti pi&lt;br /&gt;63. i want to witness a butterfly coming out of its cocoon&lt;br /&gt;64. i want to ride a cable car&lt;br /&gt;65. i want to learn how to cook baked macaroni&lt;br /&gt;66. i want to dive like a professional diver&lt;br /&gt;67. i want to hear seagulls laugh&lt;br /&gt;68. i want to witness snowfall&lt;br /&gt;69. i want to see real snowflakes&lt;br /&gt;70. i want to see a UFO&lt;br /&gt;71. i want to design a gown and have somebody sew it&lt;br /&gt;72. i want to have a silver tunic&lt;br /&gt;73. i want to be in the presence of a prince&lt;br /&gt;74. i want to join a motorcycle race&lt;br /&gt;75. i want to skate on ice&lt;br /&gt;76. i want to discover a medicinal herb&lt;br /&gt;77. i want to join the choir of our church (ahem)&lt;br /&gt;78. i want to get rid of disminoria (it slowly kills me)&lt;br /&gt;79. i want to be healed (i have pharyngitis)&lt;br /&gt;80. i want to discover a secret people have long been hiding from me&lt;br /&gt;81. i want to see rosary constellation in the night sky (they say only the people who already have walked pass their soul mates could see that constellation)&lt;br /&gt;82. i want to fart in tune&lt;br /&gt;83. i want to learn how to ride a horse&lt;br /&gt;84. i want to see another galaxy other than the Milky Way the closest distance possible for humans&lt;br /&gt;85. i want to write more posts about individual rights&lt;br /&gt;86. i want to learn how to do the San Miguel lettering&lt;br /&gt;87. i want to stroll Manila all by myself for just one day without getting lost&lt;br /&gt;88. i want to visit the jungles of Africa&lt;br /&gt;89. i want to eat a burger from Monaco&lt;br /&gt;90. i want to have a pet monkey so i could let him eat all the bananas mom forces me to eat before i go to school&lt;br /&gt;91. i want to witness my brother being scrubbed (he sure is stinky)&lt;br /&gt;92. i want to be bathed in a hot spring&lt;br /&gt;93. i want to be inside the costume galleria of Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;94. i want to ride a horse on my own&lt;br /&gt;95. i want to saddle a dragon (dreaming would be the easiest way)&lt;br /&gt;96. i want to full charge my batter within a minute&lt;br /&gt;97. i want to learn how to use a bow and an arrow&lt;br /&gt;98. i want to learn how to program a computer&lt;br /&gt;99. i want to buy my dream phone&lt;br /&gt;100. i want to be in a corner, satisfied, and "ready for take off". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-2903716179007790197?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2903716179007790197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/100-things-i-wanna-happen-while-i-exist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2903716179007790197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2903716179007790197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/100-things-i-wanna-happen-while-i-exist.html' title='100 things i want to happen while i exist'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4205833963692308355</id><published>2009-04-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:01:26.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>on my own corner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it has always been like this.&lt;/span&gt; he does his work, while i wait here for his available time. i wait almost everyday for about twelve hours just for the next 2-3 hours i could spend with him. and all those 12 hours are time wasted. why wasted? because all i do is make his phone ring, send messages and answer his call, just to check exactly what he might be doing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i'm sick waiting for him, it' just that i'm sick of spending my time doing nothing while he's out there taking part of my whole lot of mental disease. this impatience threatens my personality. i know it was never his fault that i'd be like this. it's just that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why won't he do something?&lt;/span&gt; you know, make up for the lost time and pay for my oversworn patience all these times. leave his work for a few hours and be with me. i've always wanted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be stuck here like i always was. i want him, to get me and bring me somewhere where we could just talk and have time together. we never know until when we can just be together.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tomorrow might just ne the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt; might sound silly but we never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the world goes on, we're here watching our own backs like foxes in the middle of the deep cold forest. we both want to find our own shelter amidst our strength, but it seems the world is afraid to keep us. i fear that one day all i'd have to do is take care of myself and i'm afraid one day all i'd ever believe is that i don't need anybody else to be here with me. right now, and in the coming days, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know i am that strong, but still i want to have somebody to show me that i'm not when it comes to the highway of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i still want someone to take care of me. someone who can leave the rest of the world and be with me just in a corner."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/2270550838301272062-4205833963692308355?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4205833963692308355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-my-own-corner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4205833963692308355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4205833963692308355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-my-own-corner.html' title='on my own corner.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-6269981142825533410</id><published>2009-04-08T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:01:43.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litratos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laag'/><title type='text'>tagaytay getaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfiTky-6I/AAAAAAAAALw/94w-8M4FqzA/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfiTky-6I/AAAAAAAAALw/94w-8M4FqzA/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233902619884450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sa hanging bridge with lola and ate anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfY8vLVKI/AAAAAAAAALo/Wg0cH_y0R3A/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfY8vLVKI/AAAAAAAAALo/Wg0cH_y0R3A/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233741870584994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pababa ng people's park. nadiyan din ang palace in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfCg6OhDI/AAAAAAAAALg/gTeeTktOJP8/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfCg6OhDI/AAAAAAAAALg/gTeeTktOJP8/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233356443616306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papic under the title ng place. waa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxewupKdII/AAAAAAAAALY/lXY9UE7VX74/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxewupKdII/AAAAAAAAALY/lXY9UE7VX74/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233050892498050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rest muna kami ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxeGjIkc1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3HpDLbBDRKs/s1600-h/IMG_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxeGjIkc1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3HpDLbBDRKs/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322232326248493906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdcRufgjI/AAAAAAAAALI/jqzsfyMbUt0/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdcRufgjI/AAAAAAAAALI/jqzsfyMbUt0/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322231600021209650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my makulit na pamangkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdQ1SHesI/AAAAAAAAALA/Nx32nqdGQ3k/s1600-h/IMG_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdQ1SHesI/AAAAAAAAALA/Nx32nqdGQ3k/s320/IMG_0447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322231403407440578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ilalim ng pinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdGsweb3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/cp1S-DwGAl4/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxdGsweb3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/cp1S-DwGAl4/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322231229320163186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at palace in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxc9CIqs1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-gnlY4UNeS0/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxc9CIqs1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-gnlY4UNeS0/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322231063260083026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun pa ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxc0TjmIiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dw5G-uQ2aw4/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxc0TjmIiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dw5G-uQ2aw4/s320/IMG_0440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322230913317610018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, carlo, look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxcmj1o-WI/AAAAAAAAAKg/38z0JAGE4dE/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxcmj1o-WI/AAAAAAAAAKg/38z0JAGE4dE/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322230677170092386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gulfview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxcPj9-eZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B0dEoKqtR9M/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxcPj9-eZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B0dEoKqtR9M/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322230282068064658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at kenny 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href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagaytay-getaway.html' title='tagaytay getaway.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxfiTky-6I/AAAAAAAAALw/94w-8M4FqzA/s72-c/IMG_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-1321300845107669058</id><published>2009-04-07T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:01:57.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litratos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laag'/><title type='text'>laoag. ilocos pagudpud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while i was at manila, nilubos ko na ang pamamasyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i went to different places with my cousins and other relatives.&lt;br /&gt;but i separated the places into groups sa posts ko.&lt;br /&gt;siyempre first stop is manila, dun nagdock ang barkong sinakyan ko..&lt;br /&gt;but we went to laoag immediatley.&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics.. make sure you read the captions for better understanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/103CANON/IMG_0242.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwnhodu8zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/27p94KGkCag/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwnhodu8zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/27p94KGkCag/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322172318396379954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;12 hours travel needs this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stop over. we took the night travel to laoag. this is 11:08 in yhe evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwoHHSKooI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qIomFPAKJig/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwoHHSKooI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qIomFPAKJig/s320/IMG_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322172962324521602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LAOAG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 12 hourse of travel.. this is where we get to.&lt;br /&gt;LAOAG CITY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwpI4uHuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/dY3RiAmmrTk/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwpI4uHuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/dY3RiAmmrTk/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174092286606082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bawang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their main crop in Ilocos Norte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwqjuTwc4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8jQa36Smwl0/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwqjuTwc4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8jQa36Smwl0/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322175652859769730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman masyadong mahain ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwq40tEe-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ucBS9-1EZjk/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwq40tEe-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ucBS9-1EZjk/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322176015353805794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sobrang lakas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ng hangin.. mantakin niyo, pati camera muntik itangay. wew. lapit na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwrYhdpkYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PhD_R0_d9FU/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwrYhdpkYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PhD_R0_d9FU/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322176559944667522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;beach visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a private beach na hindi pa nadevelop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwtE8cd8iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OKeCLaZmGa8/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwtE8cd8iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OKeCLaZmGa8/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322178422613340706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment, we were about to go and head for our next stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwtzTk1EZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/18RllAo9AU0/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwtzTk1EZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/18RllAo9AU0/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322179219096408466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;laoag viewdeck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was climbing the stairs to the view deck. from the viewdeck, you'd be able to see all of Laoag city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwuTf35RLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/75jGBfaS8bY/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwuTf35RLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/75jGBfaS8bY/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322179772153414834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;at the base.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa base yan ng windmill sa Laoag. yan ang source ng power supply nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwu5o53_ZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-JEf7OGEoSY/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwu5o53_ZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-JEf7OGEoSY/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322180427412667794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pagudpud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papunta ng pagudpud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwvO8vrwqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XleE2XjM44k/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwvO8vrwqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XleE2XjM44k/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322180793515885218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;here na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yehey.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxYV_QIeNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/O8akrUWc5v4/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxYV_QIeNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/O8akrUWc5v4/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322225994424678610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxX9pjQ-uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uIMCmAaG-CE/s1600-h/IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxX9pjQ-uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uIMCmAaG-CE/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322225576282487522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxWn3Pt0SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OFbVP4z_bc8/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxWn3Pt0SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OFbVP4z_bc8/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322224102489837858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;walks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the old hotel. sira na toh eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxZOWG-3UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6kD5fuqr8bw/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxZOWG-3UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6kD5fuqr8bw/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322226962632990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? minsan nakakapagod din magcaption..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxbYFPbS8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/aXIPfZZ2yF4/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxbYFPbS8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/aXIPfZZ2yF4/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322229328926952386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxZtA1nVKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/U4Ihf-jt6hc/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdxZtA1nVKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/U4Ihf-jt6hc/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322227489498944674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that the right word? i'm standing at a parking lot ng isang lumang high-end hotel na dating pagmamay-ari ng isang mataas na opisyal ng gobyerno.&lt;br /&gt;napag-alamang itong hotel na ito ay isa sa mga pinagkagastuhan niya ng perang kanyang naipuslit sa gobyerno.&lt;br /&gt;sa likod ng matagal na na isyung ito, hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin natin malaman laman ang tunay na nasa likod na kuwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxa8h6eS1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/WGC1ATRDCAE/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxa8h6eS1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/WGC1ATRDCAE/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322228855587359570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the seas from here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a view i took from the front of the said hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxbr8VXjzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Aim7mPm7jSA/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdxbr8VXjzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Aim7mPm7jSA/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322229670133337906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;last stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agua grande beach resort.&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-1321300845107669058?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1321300845107669058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/laoag-ilocos-pagudpud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/1321300845107669058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/1321300845107669058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/laoag-ilocos-pagudpud.html' title='laoag. ilocos pagudpud.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwnhodu8zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/27p94KGkCag/s72-c/IMG_0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-7410222550704926130</id><published>2009-04-03T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:02:09.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litratos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laag'/><title type='text'>summer saya!!</title><content type='html'>lhey guys! i wasn't around for quite long, but i'll be back sometime this april.. i'm at manila right now and to keep in touch with all of you, here are some of the pictures that i've taken during the travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbAyN8mhoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YlWwTyVQeBs/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbAyN8mhoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YlWwTyVQeBs/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320651978754655874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally on board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew. i was so tired, but i still managed to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbBwW1m5BI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oy0Hh2fzdpY/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbBwW1m5BI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oy0Hh2fzdpY/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320653046293128210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;karagatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days i saw nothing outside but the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbCtuVvtBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cbpNlS2mKKw/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbCtuVvtBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cbpNlS2mKKw/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654100573959186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken while i was exploring the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbDJDyogXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3L4AlGXID8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbDJDyogXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3L4AlGXID8Q/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654570188734834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;let's eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first lunch on board. spaghetti. but that's too much sauce and oil. and did you happen to know that i don't eat food cooked with laurel? oh well, as if i had a choice at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbDxCaRi-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6_b8AGgC0L4/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbDxCaRi-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6_b8AGgC0L4/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320655257012898786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;staring far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will this ship take me to the stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbETwa2b9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BCVb4nrbwsI/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbETwa2b9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BCVb4nrbwsI/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320655853478899666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much view of the seas. i wanna see islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbEzqMuJnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5bPT7hwKR3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbEzqMuJnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5bPT7hwKR3Y/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320656401564837490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;magulo ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffs ko. crowded ang both na spans. dba? dami ko kasing mga something2x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbFQT43N9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/DI1q44vCKio/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbFQT43N9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/DI1q44vCKio/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320656893792171986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cebu stop-over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped over cebu. so, i asked grandma if we could visit SM Cebu and that's where this pic was taken. Cebu's cool. rarr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbF4xIoG6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yX2c9eTaKIo/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbF4xIoG6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yX2c9eTaKIo/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657588837686178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;manila here we come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbGT5nDQYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Wyc75OdzbWU/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbGT5nDQYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Wyc75OdzbWU/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320658054969246082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbGj_t774I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yFlmn5zB8fs/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbGj_t774I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yFlmn5zB8fs/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320658331486646146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;with my nieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahiya pa si Hanna oh.. Buti pa si Kat-kat. taba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbHMVW-xAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/A42JqWDeL6o/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbHMVW-xAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/A42JqWDeL6o/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320659024490710018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sleeping system. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwl05SnLwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tMdHOHQh9Zc/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Sdwl05SnLwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tMdHOHQh9Zc/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322170450307395330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;let's eat na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first lunch in manila. wew. it's been a year since i last visited this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwmV6rdfWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/hc9J-ymmqA8/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdwmV6rdfWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/hc9J-ymmqA8/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322171017615736162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;after stroll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ale &lt;/span&gt;made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eksena&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after we strolled the mall, we went home to prepare for our travel to laoag city.&lt;br /&gt;this was one place na i quite liked kaya i took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-7410222550704926130?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7410222550704926130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-saya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7410222550704926130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7410222550704926130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-saya.html' title='summer saya!!'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SdbAyN8mhoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YlWwTyVQeBs/s72-c/IMG_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2901384811207750463</id><published>2009-03-24T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:02:50.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion review'/><title type='text'>passion for fashion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"for love of fashion and want to improve my image, i screw things up to make good impressions. it's not that i always want to catch up with the latest trend, my goal is just to look appropriate and fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i want people to feel good when they're with me.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me style is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way you manage yourself in outward appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fashion is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how you bring out the beauty in the things you put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjiOGA_ttI/AAAAAAAAADw/rVCYG8F9iKo/s1600-h/Fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjiOGA_ttI/AAAAAAAAADw/rVCYG8F9iKo/s320/Fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316748091871704786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;one step at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjmJkAanlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nS8kvqi5PxA/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjmJkAanlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nS8kvqi5PxA/s320/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316752412069502546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sneakers. -are comfy. always for on the go. and sporty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Scjmz9iMKWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v1Qpt_qjcsY/s1600-h/luv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/Scjmz9iMKWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v1Qpt_qjcsY/s320/luv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316753140476553570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i also look for foot-slips that can stand out.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather predicts what i wear on foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjoAJwsxfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oKZa778eZfQ/s1600-h/skinny_jeans_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjoAJwsxfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oKZa778eZfQ/s320/skinny_jeans_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316754449428694514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jeans were forbidden. [for religions sake.]&lt;br /&gt;but i still wear them. [for comforts sake.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjownrdD7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/FLgreccqXhY/s1600-h/Skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjownrdD7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/FLgreccqXhY/s320/Skirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755282093477810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since skirts were the only bottoms allowed.&lt;br /&gt;i have tons of thems.of different sizes.&lt;br /&gt;and styles.denim.satin.cotton.&lt;br /&gt;and whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjpYFvc3pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hCWLCF-wvHM/s1600-h/fourtysribbontrimsquare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjpYFvc3pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hCWLCF-wvHM/s320/fourtysribbontrimsquare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755960178204306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blouses are appropriate to look at.&lt;br /&gt;specially with skirts. that's why i still have them in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjqJoOhXwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ebDoeyfop9M/s1600-h/img-thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjqJoOhXwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ebDoeyfop9M/s320/img-thing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756811248918274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love graphics.&lt;br /&gt;graphic tees are always welcome in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;i have tons of graphics tees. i collect them.&lt;br /&gt;i can wear them with jeans.&lt;br /&gt;or even with skirts. [depends on what skirt.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjrLFtummI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AYaWP-GLeCc/s1600-h/breitling-bentley-mark-vi-complications-29-watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjrLFtummI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AYaWP-GLeCc/s320/breitling-bentley-mark-vi-complications-29-watch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316757935855934050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watch me.&lt;br /&gt;time has always something to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;i wear watches wherever i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;"fashion is how i show up myself.&lt;br /&gt;my mood and emotions are interpreted by my style.&lt;br /&gt;and that's how those things work on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-tigerlily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjsmnwkanI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_0Cu-IbW_Yg/s1600-h/lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjsmnwkanI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_0Cu-IbW_Yg/s320/lu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316759508362750578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-2901384811207750463?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2901384811207750463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/passion-for-fashion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2901384811207750463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2901384811207750463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/passion-for-fashion.html' title='passion for fashion.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjiOGA_ttI/AAAAAAAAADw/rVCYG8F9iKo/s72-c/Fashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2993216169802775486</id><published>2009-03-24T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:03:05.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>what i'll always remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjQQ2_fJEI/AAAAAAAAADo/LmpBSPn1cnU/s1600-h/breathe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjQQ2_fJEI/AAAAAAAAADo/LmpBSPn1cnU/s320/breathe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316728348169151554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll always treasure our times together&lt;br /&gt;the moments when you'd just sit beside me&lt;br /&gt;and relay all that happened throughout your day&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember the words you often say&lt;br /&gt;and your touch i will never forget&lt;br /&gt;how you hold my hand in the midst of a crowded world&lt;br /&gt;how you touch my heart beneath all the barriers&lt;br /&gt;and that you loved me&lt;br /&gt;that i loved you..just because i wanted to&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember the smiles and tears&lt;br /&gt;i can't promise not to forget&lt;br /&gt;but i promise to always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2270550838301272062-2993216169802775486?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2993216169802775486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-ill-always-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2993216169802775486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2993216169802775486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-ill-always-remember.html' title='what i&apos;ll always remember.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScjQQ2_fJEI/AAAAAAAAADo/LmpBSPn1cnU/s72-c/breathe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5220578240632448964</id><published>2009-03-21T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:03:15.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>it’s never a perfect world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXV0ZiLBhI/AAAAAAAAADY/vn3mKplZR1M/s1600-h/1_615437298l-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXV0ZiLBhI/AAAAAAAAADY/vn3mKplZR1M/s320/1_615437298l-300x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315890031364867602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i have no idea how i’m ever gonna handle things when he’s gone. he’ll be away for two years. i already have emoted about this thing thousands of times, but it never helps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i know i could fnd a way to get over him, but the problem is i don’t want to. sometimes i laugh alone when i realize i’m probable out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;these days [at his last days with me], i train myself living the life without him. i only call him when necessary. i don’t kiss him anymore. i don’t hug him anymore. it has been so hard not to do those things, but it would be for my, our own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;maybe i’ll just have to wait for things to pass over. it’ll all be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-5220578240632448964?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5220578240632448964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-never-perfect-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5220578240632448964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5220578240632448964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-never-perfect-world.html' title='it’s never a perfect world.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXV0ZiLBhI/AAAAAAAAADY/vn3mKplZR1M/s72-c/1_615437298l-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-310364703312077845</id><published>2009-03-21T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:03:29.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious stuffs'/><title type='text'>i want justice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXVUJVKICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x16pVaiK7MQ/s1600-h/Justice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXVUJVKICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x16pVaiK7MQ/s320/Justice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315889477259501602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;they are so dumb. people nowadays are becoming more and more insensitive. they only consider things of which they will profit. and they do things just to protect themselves, it doesn’t matter if other people will be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lately a &lt;em&gt;kapamilya &lt;/em&gt;filed a case against a muslim, because of money matters. the muslim and the kapamilya had an agreement of the amount of money each will recieve after a VOS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;however, after the release of money from the bank, which is probably the time for giving of shares, the muslim would insist to have this amount of money which he desires [which is literally not the agreed amount]. now, the muslim would send threats and brought the kapamilya to the court for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the kapamilya would show herself to the court. the issue is fixed if the kapamilya would give an amount to the muslim, but badly this scenario [of giving money just to give her peace] is constantly happening. for many times, the muslim would bring her to court and then again, the issue will be in silence if the kapamilya would give him money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is clearly extortion. what is worse is that the kagawad and police officers is clearly biased. why? the won’t listen to the kapamilya’s side. they would immediatley take the side of the muslim, which is the most irritating of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;why? i want to know. is it because the are sipsip to the mayor which is muslim. or are they afraid of that muslim because that muslim is connected to another muslim which is a known killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what’s this? there is no justice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-310364703312077845?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/310364703312077845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-justice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/310364703312077845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/310364703312077845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-justice.html' title='i want justice.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXVUJVKICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x16pVaiK7MQ/s72-c/Justice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-6429509856230630828</id><published>2009-03-21T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:03:46.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>when you wish upon a star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXS51cMnGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7rT0xvPQy84/s1600-h/nature-300x221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXS51cMnGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7rT0xvPQy84/s320/nature-300x221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315886826220461154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always love to go back to the old fairytale story books my father had given me when i was a young kid. those books were the ones mom read to me and my young brother before we go to sleep. that was when we were little and don’t go to school yet. i always enjoy the part where princesses make wishes for their prince to come and after that things change and prince charming comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since then, i grew up believing in wishes and dreams. i wish i had a prince and that he’d take me to a faraway land. i wish he was there every moment i’m alone. i wish i have him by my side all the time so that all my fears and all the pain would go away. i wish i lived in a castle. i wish i was a princess. i wish. i wish. i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-6429509856230630828?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6429509856230630828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-you-wish-upon-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/6429509856230630828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/6429509856230630828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-you-wish-upon-star.html' title='when you wish upon a star.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScXS51cMnGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7rT0xvPQy84/s72-c/nature-300x221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-1354077017771454451</id><published>2009-03-21T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:03:56.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>slow down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWEUhfL1aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/c1MqHnnQ1ZQ/s1600-h/footprints-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWEUhfL1aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/c1MqHnnQ1ZQ/s320/footprints-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315800423302157730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just slow down&lt;br /&gt;and take some time&lt;br /&gt;to laugh a bit&lt;br /&gt;and know you have the right&lt;br /&gt;to smil and be happy&lt;br /&gt;to cry a bit&lt;br /&gt;and give the world&lt;br /&gt;the scream it deserves&lt;br /&gt;for being whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;slow down and enjoy life as it is&lt;br /&gt;for many had grown old&lt;br /&gt;yet never have reached&lt;br /&gt;the peak of joy&lt;br /&gt;that life has prepared&lt;br /&gt;for the ones who take time&lt;br /&gt;to realize where and what&lt;br /&gt;exactly that is.&lt;br /&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/2270550838301272062-1354077017771454451?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1354077017771454451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/1354077017771454451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/1354077017771454451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-down.html' title='slow down.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWEUhfL1aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/c1MqHnnQ1ZQ/s72-c/footprints-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-7282790528684471216</id><published>2009-03-21T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:04:09.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>fishy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWC5fJB3tI/AAAAAAAAACw/5Fm-2X34gYI/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWC5fJB3tI/AAAAAAAAACw/5Fm-2X34gYI/s320/fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315798859304263378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatever they say.&lt;br /&gt;though they tell me it's a mistake that i fell for you.&lt;br /&gt;and though i myself smell something "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;fishy&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;my mind still won't change about loving you.&lt;br /&gt;[i didn't intend that this post become ironic.]&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/2270550838301272062-7282790528684471216?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7282790528684471216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7282790528684471216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/7282790528684471216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishy.html' title='fishy.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWC5fJB3tI/AAAAAAAAACw/5Fm-2X34gYI/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5565976600248729384</id><published>2009-03-21T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:04:19.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>all the small things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWBf4RhRQI/AAAAAAAAACY/KsW4Na7k_MI/s1600-h/colorful-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWBf4RhRQI/AAAAAAAAACY/KsW4Na7k_MI/s320/colorful-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315797319862535426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sweet  memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all i have of you.&lt;br /&gt;and it's all the small things.&lt;br /&gt;that i won't let anybody.&lt;br /&gt;take away.&lt;br /&gt;it's all the small things.&lt;br /&gt;that will always be right here &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&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/2270550838301272062-5565976600248729384?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScWBf4RhRQI/AAAAAAAAACY/KsW4Na7k_MI/s72-c/colorful-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-6993586257938084822</id><published>2009-03-21T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:04:38.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>if you can hear me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV_VFgC4GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-YYoz1Hsug/s1600-h/teehee-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV_VFgC4GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-YYoz1Hsug/s320/teehee-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315794935411302498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can hear me scream your name.&lt;br /&gt;would you scream my name back?&lt;br /&gt;if you can hear me say i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;would you feel the same way?&lt;br /&gt;if you can here me whisper&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't want to let you go&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;would you hold on and never let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2270550838301272062-6993586257938084822?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV_VFgC4GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-YYoz1Hsug/s72-c/teehee-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5774568879626254061</id><published>2009-03-21T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:04:49.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>princess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV8IzwZr1I/AAAAAAAAACI/_t_s-sDxfrs/s1600-h/crown-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV8IzwZr1I/AAAAAAAAACI/_t_s-sDxfrs/s320/crown-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315791425954754386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to wear the tiara.&lt;br /&gt;not as the sign of authority&lt;br /&gt;but as a sign of reigning his heart.&lt;br /&gt;not as to command him.&lt;br /&gt;but to enslave him with my love.&lt;br /&gt;and not to put him into battle&lt;br /&gt;like any of the kingdom's soldiers&lt;br /&gt;but to be there during his fight&lt;br /&gt;and to die with him.&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/2270550838301272062-5774568879626254061?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5774568879626254061/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV8IzwZr1I/AAAAAAAAACI/_t_s-sDxfrs/s72-c/crown-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-936613468843194554</id><published>2009-03-21T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:05:01.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>in the big world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV5oeTuZfI/AAAAAAAAACA/OIHlSZFVenQ/s1600-h/NewYorkCity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV5oeTuZfI/AAAAAAAAACA/OIHlSZFVenQ/s320/NewYorkCity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315788671418263026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality is at its best when you're all alone.&lt;br /&gt;you could think on your own.&lt;br /&gt;and travel the places you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;you learn from the streets.&lt;br /&gt;you meet different kinds of people.&lt;br /&gt;you see things as the are.&lt;br /&gt;for real.&lt;br /&gt;so it's a big world.&lt;br /&gt;and you didn't know before that it is.&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/2270550838301272062-936613468843194554?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/936613468843194554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-big-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5440933485136184377</id><published>2009-03-21T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:05:19.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>silence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV32oziTPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QtOU-XYLTE/s1600-h/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV32oziTPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QtOU-XYLTE/s320/boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786715730955506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need silence.&lt;br /&gt;where my mind isn't obliged of all the things in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;where i could think of fairytales and rumpletiltskin.&lt;br /&gt;where i could imagine a prince staring nearby.&lt;br /&gt;where the heart is at its peace.&lt;br /&gt;and my soul is at its earthly rest.&lt;br /&gt;it only takes silence to prepare the mind.&lt;br /&gt;and think it over.&lt;br /&gt;though things don't have that common connection.&lt;br /&gt;it only takes silence.&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/2270550838301272062-5440933485136184377?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5440933485136184377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5440933485136184377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5440933485136184377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/silence.html' title='silence..'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV32oziTPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QtOU-XYLTE/s72-c/boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-9194635892132655531</id><published>2009-03-21T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:05:32.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>before the sun sets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV2wSAkg4I/AAAAAAAAABw/siB4ZgeCsSM/s1600-h/desktopography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV2wSAkg4I/AAAAAAAAABw/siB4ZgeCsSM/s320/desktopography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785507020768130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the sun sets&lt;br /&gt;i would like you to know&lt;br /&gt;that i love you&lt;br /&gt;and i won't let anybody else&lt;br /&gt;ruin this feeling&lt;br /&gt;that i have for you.&lt;br /&gt;before the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;learn that you are&lt;br /&gt;everything to me&lt;br /&gt;and that i couldn't live&lt;br /&gt;without you.&lt;br /&gt;before night comes on a pace&lt;br /&gt;i would like you to realize&lt;br /&gt;you are all i ever wanted in my life&lt;br /&gt;and would want nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than live each day&lt;br /&gt;just by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2270550838301272062-9194635892132655531?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9194635892132655531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-sun-sets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9194635892132655531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9194635892132655531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-sun-sets.html' title='before the sun sets.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV2wSAkg4I/AAAAAAAAABw/siB4ZgeCsSM/s72-c/desktopography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2000606766131424542</id><published>2009-03-21T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:05:44.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>one way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV1IKg1WtI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vvk6DFamn3E/s1600-h/jacklikesdeek11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV1IKg1WtI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vvk6DFamn3E/s320/jacklikesdeek11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315783718302210770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't need more words.&lt;br /&gt;to understand.&lt;br /&gt;or to realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does each road lead me to you?"&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/2270550838301272062-2000606766131424542?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2000606766131424542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2000606766131424542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2000606766131424542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-way.html' title='one way.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScV1IKg1WtI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vvk6DFamn3E/s72-c/jacklikesdeek11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-9123354091816248180</id><published>2009-03-21T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:05:59.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>miles to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScVz6Y9SSuI/AAAAAAAAABY/rbkhIZo04UM/s1600-h/photography11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScVz6Y9SSuI/AAAAAAAAABY/rbkhIZo04UM/s320/photography11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315782382149847778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway we think we've gone far&lt;br /&gt;if we could just realize&lt;br /&gt;how far still the stars are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at midday we think we had enough&lt;br /&gt;so we sit down&lt;br /&gt;we drink and we laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the times the sun won't show&lt;br /&gt;when it's enough for the day&lt;br /&gt;we learn we still have miles to go&lt;br /&gt;and there's yet a lot along the way.&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/2270550838301272062-9123354091816248180?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9123354091816248180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/miles-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9123354091816248180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/9123354091816248180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/miles-to-go.html' title='miles to go.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScVz6Y9SSuI/AAAAAAAAABY/rbkhIZo04UM/s72-c/photography11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-5130297687032215427</id><published>2009-03-21T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:06:09.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart prick'/><title type='text'>the last drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all these nine months i struggled for love. i did things i didn't know i could and i should do. it was all because i didn't want to lose someone. i wish he has willing to do the same efforts, but he didn't. he never hesitated to make me think that way, as for always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped classes, i sneak in and out of the house, i leave my friends, i hide my grading card, i spend all my allowances just to be with him. i lie, i cheat, i disobey, i do whatever. good thing he could see my effort, but still he isn't in the mode to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times when i ask him, it seems nothing to him. it was like he doesn't care. and guess what? he wouldn't even do something to change the way i think. he just let's it go that way. i don't know what his intention his, but he tells me he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i realized on thing. it is different when somebody says "i love you" ahead of you, than when somebody says "i love you" after you've said them yourself, because it could be that he loves you because he does, or he loves you because he knows you love him, or he just said that to be fair with you and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i don't know [and i really can't remember] how i got here. falling in love with someone like this without even regreting. he's just somebody who won't fight for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, he's just too confident that i love him and every time i slip away, i'd get back. good for him, he doesn't know how to feels to wait all day though he's out there doing something else. he doesn't know how it feels to break-up with someone you wish would tell you not to, to walk away and wish a tear would fall down his eyes at every step, and at the last drive would tell you he still loves you no matter how wrong he's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd always hope for this last drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-5130297687032215427?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5130297687032215427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5130297687032215427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/5130297687032215427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-drive.html' title='the last drive.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-4415805484866265522</id><published>2009-03-20T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:06:35.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>as time slowly kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScSKC6r3OzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q1jGGSwrGCk/s1600-h/life.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 628px; height: 17px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScSKC6r3OzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q1jGGSwrGCk/s320/life.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315525242921630514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you know i always get annoyed when i have a deal with somebody and that person didn't show up on time. it really boils my blood to a high temperature, ready to expand my head, and shoot high above the air. i hate people who waste time, because i treasure time so much. we all should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows until when your life is. you are born today, and your parents will never know the number of days you will last. you do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wouldn't mind, i want to share to you my own story of struggling with the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lived my life waking up so early every morning, i had to help my parents clean up the surroundings, feed the pigs, help my father in his office, assist my mom in our restaurant and i did all that at a very young age. That is why you mustn't wonder why even all those pressures do not exist around me anymore, i still wake up early and find things to do starting before sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I was 8 years old when it was diagnosed that i have olser.  it's a sickness that allows your stomach to cramp every time you pass hunger. since i couldn't eat at right times always, i suffer with the cramps. there was even a time i collapsed. good thing that happened after i arrived at home and not at school. at the age of 10 it was diagnosed that i have pharyngitis. it is a sickness with the pain that i suffer in the throat and it painfully kills me little by little when it attacks.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i have a boyfriend. as other couples usually do, we set time for our date, when he would not arrive on time, i'd feel so bad that i'd ignore him the whole time. i will feel upset. it is because, i feel like loving me has also something to do with time. he should have known that. he doesn't know what exact time he'll lose me. bothmy sicknesses could worsen any time and take away my life. that's the same reason why i want to be with him almost every minute left for me to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i rush to the door of my classroom every morning, i feel like i'm rushing through the door of life. i can't just walk carelessly slow, or else i'll lose it. every minute counts. as the clock tics and as my heart beats, it takes away seconds, minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScSNHR981AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4CJHc0-nqlE/s1600-h/life.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 592px; height: 17px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScSNHR981AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4CJHc0-nqlE/s320/life.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315528616425870338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;"if life has to wait for you forever, then you will learn to treasure time soon enough."&lt;/span&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/2270550838301272062-4415805484866265522?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4415805484866265522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-time-slowly-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4415805484866265522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/4415805484866265522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-time-slowly-kills.html' title='as time slowly kills'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/ScSKC6r3OzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q1jGGSwrGCk/s72-c/life.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2270550838301272062.post-2845155320805106965</id><published>2009-03-20T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:06:57.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>muted emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postentry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always sit down and wait for you. i stay home just in case you’d come, i want to be available. i want to always be with you. and you’ve got the other side of the situation. you’re always busy and it seems that you wouldn’t want to go out with me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;things had been so different these past few weeks. i don’t know. and at this week, i was so shocked to find out that you’re moving. the last year was so horrifying when i found out you’re going out of the country, but i was relieved when it was canceled but now, here’s the same scenario.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me what am i supposed to do. i don’t have any idea of what is going on. has fate really ordered you to stay away from me, or have you settled down yourself that i’m as good as done. i hate feeling like this everyday. having to wake up thinking will i see you in a few hours or will i have to wait until the next day or the next few weeks or will i never see you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you ever think of our relationship? do you really love me? then why don’t i feel it. what’s your proof? is there any evidence? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i’m sick and tired of always being like this. tell me if i should still wait or if i would have to look for someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2270550838301272062-2845155320805106965?l=tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2845155320805106965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/muted-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2845155320805106965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2270550838301272062/posts/default/2845155320805106965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerlilyisallshecanbe.blogspot.com/2009/03/muted-emotions.html' title='muted emotions.'/><author><name>tigerlily_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01697460422705600512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnXt8gPl_MM/SehMtzggsKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqpBBX4lUhY/S220/1_639109797l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
