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  <title>I Am Free Of All Prejudices. I Hate Everyone Equally.</title>
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  <updated>2008-07-21T00:24:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:10129</id>
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    <title>Review of Some Mental Disorder Manifestations</title>
    <published>2008-07-21T00:24:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T00:24:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am so into my Psychiatric Nursing class.. I don't have to write all of these knowledge into my blog, but I just want to. Sue me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Coprolalia&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- repetition of obscene and profane words and sentences&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Echolalia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - repetition of another's words and sentences&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palilalia/Verbigeration &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;- repetition of self's words and sentences&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Perseveration &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- repetition of the same topic discussed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Neologism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - inventing words that only the speaker knows of the meaning &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;ex. Kapluper&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Word Salad &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- unconscious jumbling of words in sentences ex. &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;my macaroni ate in yesterday house i friend's salad&lt;/font&gt; [I ate macaroni salad in my friend's house yesterday]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flight of ideas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;- piecing together or cohering of unrelated words and topics &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;ex. The 2008 Olympics is held in Beijing, China where most things are made. We have a set of china at home, where I watched Hide and Seek, which is a game I play.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Anyway, I'll add more of these some time later.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:9134</id>
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    <title>Newfound Lessons In Life</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T05:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T05:05:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hotel Paper - Michelle Branch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My long quiz grade in Biology (Nervous, Endocrine System)&amp;nbsp;is 94/110. Surprise! Because I didn't study for that. What if I did study? I would've gotten a perfect grade, and a bunch of losers ogling at&amp;nbsp;me for acing the test. And if I study on my other major courses? I would be a Dean's Lister now instead of being one of the innumerable Dean's Litter/Dehins Lister. Whichever sounds better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Student: Hi, first year ka? Anong course mo? (Hi, are you a first year student? What's your course?)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me: Oo. BS Biology. Balak ko kasing ituloy sa Medicine. (Yeah. BS Biology. I'm planning to continue this to Medicine)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Student: Wow.. gusto mo palang maging doktor.. Saan ka nag-high school? (Wow... so you want to be a doctor.. where did you study in high school?)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me: Quesci.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Student: Huh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me: Quezon City Science High School.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Student: Ahh... wow! Ang talino mo pala!! Ba't di ka nag-UP na lang? (Ahh.. wow! So you're so smart!! Why didn't you study in UP?)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me: Wala lang. Mas gusto ko dito eh. (I like it better here.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm always pissed when someone knows where I studied in high school. I'm always expected to do greater things. Because of a simple reason: I came from a science school. Then they'd look at my transcript of records and go, "&lt;em&gt;97 ka sa Biology at 96 sa Chemistry? Ang galing mo!! Buti naiintindihan mo.." &lt;/em&gt;or, "&lt;em&gt;Hindi ba kayo nahihirapan na nag-aaral kayo sa school na puro matatalino lang tinatanggap?&lt;/em&gt;"Argh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The reality of being in a science high school is that we are divided into 3 classes: Class A: The intelligent and diligent in study; Class B: The in-betweens; and&amp;nbsp;Class C: The intelligent but lazy in study. Guess where I stand. Clue: I don't study.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Other truths? They say that they hone you into a better man/woman of science in Quesci. But what they're really trying to say is, if you're not participating actively in academic contests and don't receive awards for academic excellence, you're nothing. The teachers don't give a damn about you. They treat you like dirt. Scum. Filth. You are biodegradable garbage. Or maybe I'm exaggerating, but it's the nearest description I could think of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My other schoolmates would beg to differ, but hey, I'm not one of those prim-and-proper teacher's pets (pests).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We cheat. A lot. Like your typical average-I.Q. student. That applies for Class B and Class C students. We're no more special than your average student. The only thing that separates us is our Intelligence Quotient and the school we study in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This sucks. Extremely. You try to be like them, but as soon as they find out about your past, they expect you to do great things. From the greater-than-average to the impossibly great it would look almost divine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are 2 Lessons I've Learned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. If you and your husband/wife have high I.Q. and your children are showing signs of the same attribute, NEVER tell them they're smart. They will NEVER STUDY. Just like me and my parents.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Never show them you have a brain the size of Asia. Act like you have a brain the size of Asia, but with dust and cobwebs all over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With these you'll be fine. Hopefully.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:8830</id>
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    <title>Being In Love Is So Frustrating...</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T08:01:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T08:01:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Another Heartache - Pug Jelly</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Sorry. I'd have to rephrase that. Being badly in love with someone who doesn't even know you ever existed in his life is so frustrating. I know this is so hey-i've-heard-something-like-this-before-i-think-you're-watching-too-much-drama-in-the-evenings-stop-acting-like-you're-one-of-them-those-are-fiction-you-are-living-in-a-real-world-so-stop-being-such-a-pain-in-the-ass. But hey, everyone is entitled to be such a stupid jerk. And I have the right to be worse than the average.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish I was a guy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No really, I do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why? I'm starting to hate being the one who's waiting for love from someone and ending up being hated by that someone because I wasn't his type.&amp;nbsp;I'd want to be the drop-dead gorgeous type; where females throw themselves at you, making a fool of themselves. But I want to be a guy who respects the opposite sex. Not someone who spends more time outside his clothes and screwing every stupid girl who wants to experience 'it' (yeah, i wish i could kill myself for being one of those stupid girls i'm mentioning now). &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v714/key_ey_ar_ay/Jugole.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'll stop. I'm being bitter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:8573</id>
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    <title>Is It Supposed To Sting?</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T07:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T07:22:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Evil - Interpol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;February 9, 2005&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;About 7:30 PM, after mass&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ash Wednesday is celebrated and done for people to repent, ask forgiveness for their sins and come back to God. I think. (That's what my mom told me. I deliberately forget the meanings of Church festivities my theology professors taught me). Having the cross on your forehead is a sign that the Church has accepted your repentance, or something like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Question: Are the ashes the priest puts on your forehead supposed to sting?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Because mine did. Big time. Worse than last year (yeah. this wasn't the first time the ashes stung.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh-kay. Does that mean:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a)&amp;nbsp;My repentance wasn't good enough;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;b) This was my punishment for forgetting the significance of Ash Wednesday on Roman Catholics;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;c) This was my punishment for even thinking of becoming an atheist;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;d) There is no hope for me to be saved from my sins; or&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;e) It's just me; I'm suddenly allergic to Ash Wednesday ashes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ahh. Never mind. I don't care anyway. I'm gonna be an atheist as soon as my birthday is over.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Haha.. Loser.</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T05:34:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T05:34:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mmm...Sarap - Kamikazee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Haha. Yung Biology, lagi kong binabasa dahil major ko yan. Yung General Chemistry chaka Organic Chemistry, baka kunin ko next schoolyear kaya naghahanda na ako. Yung History of the World, pampatulog ko pag sinusumpong ako ng insomnia. Kung mapapansin ko, may bote na may mushy yellow thingie sa loob. Jan ko kinu-culture yung fruit flies ko. Chaka epal yung paa ko jan kasi bangag ako.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="189" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v714/key_ey_ar_ay/etoangmgagamitkosaskulchakayungpaakoyan.jpg" width="550"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:7456</id>
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    <title>key_ey_ar_ay @ 2005-02-07T17:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T09:02:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T09:02:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What If God Was One Of Us? - Joan Osborne</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;Saturday, February 5, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;7:15 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;Where was I then? At school. What was I doing? Researching. Were my parents worried? Uh... nnnyes. Extremely worried? Uh... nnnyes. *sheepish grin* Ack. Espa&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;ña, Manila - Parang, Marikina City. And I don't have a car. And I travel alone. And it was late. And I wasn't worried for myself. I don't think about being raped or mugged. That never happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;I rode this jeep on its way to the mental hospital (haha. I mean, a Cubao-Yale jeep) with a drunk old man, a fat middle-aged woman&amp;nbsp;and the driver for company. The drunk old man was already regurgitating all over the floor and showing me his half-digested dinner. The fat, middle-aged woman was picking her nose like there was no tomorrow. The driver&amp;nbsp;didn't mind everyone's weird hobbies and kept closing his eyes, trying to get a bit of sleep&amp;nbsp;at red lights. (Look at what this world is coming to!!!!!!!) And I was just sitting there, thinking of emil baseleres (haha. a bit) and arianne and arcy and michael and denise and josh and my mom and what am i gonna say to her when i get home and my research proposal and my theology project and my assignment in Sociology/Anthropology and ervin layson and why am i attracted to him and i don't remember the others. I had a lot of things to think about and it seemed that a two-hour's ride wasn't enough. Then these&amp;nbsp;a dirty, filthy mol ("little boy" in indian language) comes up and stepped on the pool of half-digested dinner (squish squelch)&amp;nbsp;and cleaned and polished my shoes (squeak squeak?)&amp;nbsp;with his unclean and unpolishing rag. He was also selling rags. I bought 2 rags (thinking of what to do with it as soon as i get home) and gave him my cheeseburger (it was then that i realized i&amp;nbsp;really wasn't hungry) and told him to take care. He smiled his dirty, filthy, smelly but sincere smile of thanks and ignored the fat woman who picked her nose like there was no tomorrow and jumped over the half-digested dinner the drunk old man regurgitated. And I smiled, thinking I did a good deed that I will never ever forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Para matuwa yung puso mo, gumawa ako ng poem kahit hindi naman talaga ako marunong...</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T08:01:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T08:01:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'd Rather Be In Love With You - Michelle Branch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;To The Moon And Back&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was just a matter&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of time and&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Conversation&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And soon you have&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adoring you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even if you are not&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A God&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Deity&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even if I haven't&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Seen you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touched you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel giddy when I&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hear you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talk to you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With you in my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Remembering&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every little detail of&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your laughter&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel like I'm&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In Heaven&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In Paradise&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Loving you feels like&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Floating on a cloud&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Walking on the moon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then thoughts cross my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of doubt&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of fear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And then I fall down&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tumbling hard&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the ground&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Icarus and his melted wings&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A fallen angel&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A doomed mortal&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wasting my life away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With thoughts of you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And one-sided love.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I am now (unofficially) a sex goddess... and i don't even know why they call me that.</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T01:46:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T01:46:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy - Tata Young</lj:music>
    <content type="html">February 3,2005&lt;br /&gt;7:00 AM, during bio lab class&lt;br /&gt;CAL-2, UST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the conversation was more or less like that)&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Uy, sex goddess ka na pala ngayon!&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ... (busy sa kakatingin sa mga maggots sa setup ng iba)&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Sex goddess!! (sabay sapak sa braso ko)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ... anong kelangan mo?&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Musta na kayo ng bf mo? Nag-Sogo ka nanaman no?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huh? Ah, si Michael? Break na kami. Hindi naman ako natuwa sa kanya nun eh.&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Bakit? Walang foreplay?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Wala. (Yak, alam yung foreplay!! Nooo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Ang hina. Siya lang ba natuwa? Siya lang nilabasan?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ewan. Secret. Hindi ko sasabihin.&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Anong posisyon ginawa nyo?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ... (naging busy ulit sa kakatingin sa mga maggots sa setup ng iba)&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Uy!&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Basta.&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Sus. Ayaw mo lang aminin na ginawa nyo lahat ng posisyon sa bibliya mo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huh? Anong bibliya?&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Nagmaang-maangan pa. Yung Kama Sutra.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ba't mo alam na may libro ako nun?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Benj: Haha. Huli.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ... (kumuha ng notebook, lumipat sa ibang table at pinilit makinig sa lecture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. Sex goddess. No... first a suicidal/homicidal, cynical female with a boyfriend (Ex-boyfriend, Kari!). Now an unofficial sex goddess. Ugh... the world is crumbling down. And pulling me with it.</content>
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    <title>Seriously, I can be such a loser if you want me to.</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T07:46:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T07:46:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hari ng Sablay - Sugarfree</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am Roman Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;I have Roman Catholic friends, and a few Iglesians.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a Roman Catholic community (well, most of them)&lt;br /&gt;I study in UST, a Royal, Pontifical, and CATHOLIC university in the philippines.&lt;br /&gt;I was born a catholic from catholic parents and i grew up in a catholic society.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;So why am I thinking of renouncing my religion, planning to be an atheist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how that came into my slow-functioning brain. Wala lang. I just want to try. Like when I slashed my wrist, attempting suicide. What did I get? A messy and bloody bedsheet and a scar. Or when I did you-know-what with my ex-boyfriend for the first time. Out of curiosity. And what did I get? A painful evening, another bloody bedsheet and remorse. But did I learn from these don't-be-such-a-stupid-jerk-and-refrain-from-doing-bad-things-that-would-put-the-family-to-shame? No. I just shrug and planned on doing worse things. Like being an atheist. (Okay, so some atheists would beat me into a pulp if they ever read this, but that's what my society refer to atheism. A bad thing. Dum dum.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... I really don't know what to do with my life yet. I'm just a Kari-shaped Hole In The Universe. An Undecided, Dependent, Religion-renouncing, Curious, Stupid, Kari-shaped Hole In The Universe. That's not much of a good thought, isn't it? But hey, Life was never a good thing if you were living in my place.</content>
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    <title>Quizzes Ulit Part 2!!!</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T07:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T07:58:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/Medox/1061317335_zbardotpic.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8865e14)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Brigitte Bardot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Medox/quizzes/What%20Classic%20Pin-Up%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Classic Pin-Up Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cno un?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chezkimo/1099925545_son20Homer.jpg" border="0" alt="YOU&amp;#39;RE A WATCHER ANGEL"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you're a wisdom angel. you cive advice to other&lt;br&gt;people and you're smart and wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/chezkimo/quizzes/what%20kind%20of%20angel%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what kind of angel are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/BloodLustOfTheRaven/1092832012_angel_vamp.jpg" border="0" alt="Well well well, the old fashioned 17th century vampire, one of my faves. You look for the good things in life, you posses a lot of classical class, and follow that of the original%2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well well well, the old fashioned 17th century&lt;br&gt;vampire, one of my faves. You look for the good&lt;br&gt;things in life, you posses a lot of classical&lt;br&gt;class, and follow that of the original&lt;br&gt;vampires, you have no shame in what you are,&lt;br&gt;infact you embrace it, you love it and wouldn't&lt;br&gt;have it any other way. Your wealth is&lt;br&gt;unspeakable and your way of luring people with&lt;br&gt;your mystical ways and looks is amazing, and&lt;br&gt;most people would often call you The&lt;br&gt;Seductress. Please rate this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/BloodLustOfTheRaven/quizzes/What%20Kind%20Of%20Vampire%20Would%20You%20Be.%20(New%20And%20Improved%2C%20With%20COOL%20Pics!!!)%20%20FOR%20GIRLS%20ONLY!!!!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind Of Vampire Would You Be. (New And Improved, With COOL Pics!!!)  FOR GIRLS ONLY!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhhhmmm.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100933359_ianistgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="pinanist"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a piano.  You like to express your feelings&lt;br&gt;indirectly like in lyrics, poems, and stories.&lt;br&gt;You are careful in what you do and sometimes&lt;br&gt;pull a stunt.  You are calm and peaceful.  But&lt;br&gt;you usually don't talk to people first they&lt;br&gt;have to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/(BEAUTIFUL%20anime%20pics)%20What%20is%20your%20soft%20toned%20intrument%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;(BEAUTIFUL anime pics) What is your soft toned intrument?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Ang galing!! Piano nga ang fave instrument kow!!!</content>
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    <title>Quizzes Ulit...</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T07:45:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T07:45:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034277815_tioncuddle.jpg" border="0" alt="cuddle and a kiss"&gt;&lt;br&gt;cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be&lt;br&gt;close to your special someone and feel warm,&lt;br&gt;comfortable, and needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Sign%20of%20Affection%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Sign of Affection Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talaga lng ah... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1103388025_MyPictures.jpg" border="0" alt="cute group"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a girl just an awesome girl.  You like&lt;br&gt;everyone and everyone likes you (mostly).  You&lt;br&gt;like to go shoping and scout for boys.  You&lt;br&gt;dont' get frustrated to easy and you like to&lt;br&gt;just relax and have a fun safe time hanging&lt;br&gt;with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20inside%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20(LOTS%20OF%20RESULTS)girls%20only/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who are you inside????? (LOTS OF RESULTS)girls only&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee... isa pa. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319411_ilderaaaa1.jpg" border="0" alt="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;BEAUTIFUL ICE PRINCESS/PRINCE .You need distance&lt;br&gt;between you and your partner in your&lt;br&gt;relationship. You are very difficult to get.&lt;br&gt;You have big requirements and this one you love&lt;br&gt;must try hard to get you. But after she/he melt&lt;br&gt;your heart she/he will be the most happy person&lt;br&gt;in the world. You need someone who shoes you&lt;br&gt;that you are special  and it makes you feel&lt;br&gt;good to see that you are loved. She/He shall&lt;br&gt;know that you could easily get another&lt;br&gt;girl/boyfriend but you wont  as long as you&lt;br&gt;love him.  when she/he hurts you you will hurt&lt;br&gt;him too, but in general you dont get hurt. If&lt;br&gt;your partner cheated you ,you would react cold&lt;br&gt;and immediately (try to) forget him&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tlga??? Hmm... O Michael luv, bsahin mo 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/strawbrrywishes23/1103923226_eswindgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8b06f00)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;Your Hidden Power Is &lt;b&gt;Wind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a twisted soul. You change your&lt;br&gt;directions and mind easily. Your beauty is you&lt;br&gt;over powering feature. But many enemies are&lt;br&gt;surprised by your beauty and your great power&lt;br&gt;to control wind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gem Stone:&lt;/b&gt; Amethist, &lt;b&gt;Eye&lt;br&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt;Grey Blue,&lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt;Grey that&lt;br&gt;goes to your shoulder Blades&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;And if the cloud bursts, thunder&lt;br&gt;in your ear&lt;br /&gt;You shout and no one seems to hear.&lt;br /&gt;And if the band you're in starts playing different&lt;br&gt;tunes&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/strawbrrywishes23/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20True%20Hidden%20Power%3F%20.%3A%3ABeautiful%20Anime%20Pics%3A%3A./"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Is Your True Hidden Power? .::Beautiful Anime Pics::.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hala!!! How true!!! Amethyst ang birth stone ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100932123_resdreamer.jpg" border="0" alt="dreamer"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you represent the dreams in life. you are laid back&lt;br&gt;and also dream alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/What%20part%20of%20life%20do%20you%20represent%3F%20(%20AWESOME%20anime%20pics%20%5E_%5E)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What part of life do you represent? ( AWESOME anime pics ^_^)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/starlitnight38/1103763355_esyukirin6.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8ad71b4)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a very mellow, care-free person. Your&lt;br&gt;exactly what calm, cool, and collected mean.&lt;br&gt;You never overreact or panic in a bad situation&lt;br&gt;and you always know what to do. Everyone goes&lt;br&gt;to you for advice because you never lose your&lt;br&gt;head so your very reliable. You tend to take&lt;br&gt;everything in stride, like in school your moto&lt;br&gt;is just sit back and relax not to say you dont&lt;br&gt;pay attention and work, but you dont overexert&lt;br&gt;yourself. Even though people come to you for&lt;br&gt;counciling(sp?) you can still be very quite,&lt;br&gt;your not good with making new friends, but your&lt;br&gt;extremely close to the ones you have.  Remember&lt;br&gt;its ok to put your emotions out there even&lt;br&gt;though there is a chance they might get hurt.&lt;br&gt;Also in school sometimes its good to stress out&lt;br&gt;a little, just because you think you dont need&lt;br&gt;to study doesnt mean you should'nt, and also&lt;br&gt;try to push yourself more even though you might&lt;br&gt;be good where you are doesnt mean you can,t be&lt;br&gt;better.  Also Please Send Pics!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/starlitnight38/quizzes/Whats%20Your%20Personality(with%20PICS)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Whats Your Personality(with PICS)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoo yan... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/Jai16/1099784838_plainsight.jpg" border="0" alt="Plain Sight"&gt;&lt;br&gt;B:&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your Beauty lies&lt;br /&gt;in Plain Sight. Plain, simple and the girl next&lt;br /&gt;door. People tend overlook you as you are the&lt;br&gt;"normal girl", but you're actually&lt;br /&gt;very beautiful. And you have plenty about you to&lt;br&gt;set you apart, but more that&lt;br /&gt;lets you blend. People love the stability you have&lt;br&gt;because as others may come&lt;br /&gt;and go, you will always be there and you may always&lt;br&gt;be the same. You like simple&lt;br /&gt;things and that's what people like about you. You&lt;br&gt;most likely enjoy things most&lt;br /&gt;consider normal, like movies, shopping, that sort&lt;br&gt;of thing and are very friendly&lt;br /&gt;and probably have many friends. You are sweet and&lt;br&gt;kind and that shows on you,&lt;br /&gt;but you're also strong and not very naive. You're a&lt;br&gt;rather well-rounded&lt;br /&gt;individual. Even though some people pass you off as&lt;br&gt;just another girl, shrug it&lt;br /&gt;off because they don't know what they're&lt;br&gt;missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Things&lt;br /&gt;That Represent You:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Element:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Light &lt;b&gt;Animal:&lt;/b&gt; Cat &lt;b&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pinks, Blues, Browns &lt;b&gt;Song:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Next Door by Pilot &lt;b&gt;Expression:&lt;/b&gt; Simple&lt;br&gt;Smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemstone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandrite &lt;b&gt;Mythological Creature:&lt;/b&gt; Fox&lt;br&gt;Demon, Hobbit &lt;b&gt;Planet:&lt;/b&gt; Jupiter &lt;b&gt;Hair&lt;br&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt; Light Brown &lt;b&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To the world you may be one person, but to&lt;br&gt;one person you may be the world."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Jai16/quizzes/Where%20Does%20Your%20Beauty%20Lie%3F%20..%3A%3AOriginal%20Pictures%20Are%20Back!%20Detailed%20Results%3A%3A../"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azteeg... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/lilsweetchic2000/1099592059_cturesan24.jpg" border="0" alt="no"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  You want a sweet guy. Who'ld take you anywhere.&lt;br&gt;Like Japan!!! Wow I would like a guy like that&lt;br&gt;too:) Also he looks so cute in  japanese&lt;br&gt;clothing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lilsweetchic2000/quizzes/Who&amp;#39;s%20Perfect%20For%20You%3F%3F%3F%20(Cute%20Anime%20Pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's Perfect For You??? (Cute Anime Pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... okies!!! :)</content>
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    <title>may kasama ako ngaun!!!</title>
    <published>2004-11-03T08:42:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-03T08:42:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hehehe... la lng. Hulaan mo kung cno ksma koh ngaun!!! Bsta gwapo!!</content>
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    <title>Sem break na!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T12:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-08T12:38:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Diary - Alicia Keys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ahhh... finally... sem break...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I survived the first semester without getting insane myself. I mean, Mr. Versoza (i forgot his name) was the first one to drop the course (because he wanted to be in AB LIt), and then a few weeks after, Ajax Azcueta followed suit (because he didn't take all those jokes about him being gay, which I think was really true). And to think about it, they were both in my row!!! Now there are only two of us left: Benjamin Inoturan, and me. But I don't think either of us will give in. We're both sane. Benj's great at Math 101 and Theology, and I excel in Biology 101Lec, 101Lab, English 101 and Philosophy 2. But if i continued being in the College of Science Glee Club, I might have been like them too. But I still thank Mr. Versoza for giving me those 2 Love Hina OAV's. Thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss a lot of people this break. Edward, Arcy, Denise, Bjay.. mostly Edward. I deliberately hit him hard in the arm so he wouldn't forget me. And for revenge, he pinched both my cheeks, hard. And I don't know if I'm mad at him or really in love with him. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's Ian. Oh my god, I miss my to-be-boyfriend sooo much. And I can't believe I'm this mushy, to think of starlit nights and seashore strolls... with him... arrggghhh... I can't believe I'm romantic after all. Eeeewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta go...</content>
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    <title>to love or not to love...</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T08:20:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T08:20:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Terrorism" (our English group rap song composed by me)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I know Valentine's is waaaaayyyyy waaaayyyy far away, but even so, I'm starting to have this love problems, and it's just so confusing. And I don't know what to THINK about all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy # 1: Ian John Cenidoza&lt;br /&gt;He's my to-be fiancee. I know he loves me sooo much, as he always calls me up everyday. Even if my mom always reprimands him for calling in the wee hours of the morning sometimes. He's really into this 'commitment' thingie, it's just looks extremely unusual for a guy who's really into having a relationship with someone like me. I mean, yeah, that's really flattering. I mean, he stubbornly refuses to look at other women when I point some pretty bimbo walking down the street. OK... now the problem: I don't know what my heart really feels for him. Not that he's ugly; he's actually drop-dead gorgeous; the type of guy that's worth checking out the second time around. If you were in my position, would you force your heart to fall for him? I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy # 2: Edward Woo&lt;br /&gt;You remember me talking about this guy... the Louie Limkin look-alike? The longer I know him, the less he looks (and acts) like Louie. I wouldn't really get to get acquainted with him (or at least TALK to him) if he hadn't initiated the 'friendship' part. What kind of initiation? Tickling me. Who wouldn't get upset everytime someone tickles you from behind while the professor is lecturing or when there is a graded recitation? But he had this... certain thing going on when he's talking to me.. or anything related to me... making me feel like he's got this major crush on me. I'm not being this "i'm-so-popular-and-pretty-hey-you-look-at-me-and-you'll-fall-in-love" person. It's just what they say about us. Bernard also sees this in him. And it's not at all amusing, because if you remeber, i don't want to break ian's heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... i didn't know falling in love could be this exhausting...</content>
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    <title>Bwahahahaha!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-08-18T02:54:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-18T02:54:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sugarfree - "Sinta" (lam ko, walang koneksyon sa journal ko)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ngayon ko lang napansin na may kamukha si Edward Joseph Woo: Si Joseph Louie Limkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi nya akong pinag33pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi din nya akong kinikiliti. Kahit nung prelims. During prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potah. At akala nila magsyota kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi totoo yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni hindi nga kami close e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinayupak na buhay 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay!!! Oo nga pala!!! Malapit na field trip namin!!!! Sa corregidor ang punta namin ngayong august!!! Masaya kasi hindi kami uniform!!! Ang pwedeng mag-shorts!!!! Ehehehe... saya nun!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:3058</id>
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    <title>Errr....</title>
    <published>2004-08-06T01:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-06T01:01:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047299736_entrancing.jpg" border="0" alt="entrancing"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves&lt;br&gt;your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling&lt;br&gt;he/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kiss&lt;br&gt;that never lessens and always blows your&lt;br&gt;partner away like the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, am I entrancing.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:2789</id>
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    <title>Ahhhh... free internet access....</title>
    <published>2004-08-06T00:55:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-06T00:55:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stacie Orrico - "Stuck"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't know UST library is supporting this free internet access... as long as you are a bona fide student. Hmm... kakumoto-kun... hehehe... he's having his prelims today... hmm... i can't think at all. Well, not much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaku-kun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that I should remind myself about that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakumoto-kun is metrosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he uses milk bath every morning. And I don't know why he's got to do that. I mean, he's already so perfect. He's tall, handsome, he's good at sports, a fluent english speaker, he's got a great butt, lots of friends, he's intelligent, and most of all, he's got me as an admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And call that one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he isn't metrosexual. Maybe he's gay after all. I dunno. He was so into his Sex Ed. course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sex Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I wish I was in AB Lit instead of BS Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I can shift courses anytime, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm kinda preoccupied trying to get Valmont-kun here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrggghhhh....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:2417</id>
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    <title>Kakumoto-kun!!!!! Nakakain-lab!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-08-01T10:38:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-01T10:38:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>BEP - "Let's Get It Started"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wala na akong masabeh. Nagulat ako kay Michael Glenn Kakumoto dahil pinakilala nya ako sa kanyang mga kapatid: c Hiro at c Megumi. Tinanong ko sa kanya kung baket xa lang ang hindi japanese ang first name. Di rin nya alam kung baket. Ang kyut ni Megumi!!! Wahahaha!!!! Parang doll!!! Hehe... ugali ko na ang umupo sa grandstand ngaun at titigan ang mga nagkikintabang katawan ng mga sepak takraw men (pe nila un) at dahil nandun si Kakumoto-kun. Hayyy... pero kalbaryo pa rin ang softball (pe ko naman yn) tuwing tuesday dahil na-injury ako sa softball ball (hmm... hehehe...) dahil chineer ako ni Kakumoto-kun (ulet!) Yan tuloy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya ang mga classes kow... &lt;br /&gt;Phil. History: Mrs. Castro - masaya dahil mukha xang tanga dahil alam nya kung paano magcreepwalk si Magellan sa Mactan. Free demo yun.&lt;br /&gt;Math: Dr. Del Rosario - masaya pa rin kasi hindi xa feeling terror teacher. Terror teacher talaga xa. Pero ang masaya, yung mga komento nya sa mga buhok ng mga lalaki samen ("Ay, ang tigas nga!!!")&lt;br /&gt;English: Mr. Litao - ho hum. Ok lng.&lt;br /&gt;Bio lecture: Ms. Dedeles - It's pronounced as ddles and not "dedeless", but we students prefer the latter. Pauso din nya ang "nebor" at "neborhud".&lt;br /&gt;Filipino: Ms. Castro - Monotone teacher. Matakot ka.&lt;br /&gt;Theology: Mrs. Nipa - Ang Britney Spears ng College of Science!!! Bket britney spears!!! Dhil sa microphone na ginagamit ni britney tuwing may live concert xa.&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy: Mrs. Ponzaran - Ok lng.&lt;br /&gt;Bio lab: Mr. Abrantes and Dr. Baldia - pinakamasaya!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:2169</id>
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    <title>Acquaintance na!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T07:03:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T07:03:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hay, dalawang buwan na akong UST student... at ngayon, pakiramdam ko sobrang loyal na ako sa university ko kasi.... may autograph ako ni Christian Luanzon at Jemal Vizcarra!!!! Wahahahaha!!! Kakapalan ng mukha kong harangan sila sa UST gymnasium nung isang araw... hehehe... niwei... namimiss ko pa rin yung mga tao sa Quesci... sobra talaga... lalo na sina Arianne... huuuu... pero at least, may kausap pa rin akong mas malibog sa'ken!!! Si bernard john (BJ) ay ang aking confidante sa mga bagay na maselan. Nyak! aNO BA YUN?!? Pwera biro, hindi kumpleto ang araw naming magkakabarkada kapag hindi kami nagkkwentuhan tungkol sa sex or some other topic in relation to. kakaiba noh? pero well, bio students kami, walang malisya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... grabeh... sobrang pinahihirapan kami sa BS Bio! As in... di ko na matandaan ang kaibahan ng cristae, cisternae, cis phase, matrix, microtubules, guanosine triphosphate, phosphodiester bonds, diphenylamine... hay... pero masaya, kasi parang Fleming 4 ang section namin!!! Hehehe... well, un lng masasabi kow sa ngaun... Matta ne!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:1934</id>
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    <title>Waahh!!!! Part 2!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-18T09:55:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-18T09:55:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Omigosh!!!!!! There are now 2 things that's on my mind: my academic subjects and this one - Anthony's cousin. Turns out I wasn't committed to Anthony after all!!!!! It was his cousin I was committed to. Without my knowledge!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! My mind's confused!!!! Bale.... ang naging boyfriend ko ay yung pinsan nya. At ang nakipagbreak sken ay yung pinsan nya. Ano ba naman yan!!!!!!! Ni hindi ko nga alam kung anong pangalan nya!!!! Ayaw sabihin sken ni Anthony!!!! Waaahhh!!!! And alam nya celphone number ko!!!!! Waaaahhh!!! Mgpapalit nako ng number!!!!!! Huuu.... wait. The story is pretty... unique. I have a new story in my mind!!!! Oooohh... hehehe.... Khit na!!! Nung tinanong ko kung pinagtripan ba ako, sabi naman ni Anthony di raw. Huuu... maniwala. Hehehe... cge na nga.. gtg na!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:1682</id>
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    <title>Waahh!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-18T09:53:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-18T09:53:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anthony and I finally broke up. Gosh... 3 months and 8 days... hmmm... not bad. But still!!! I wish he'd said it over the phone and not by just texting me! It's like it's so usual and so emotionless to say, "hey, i want to break up with you 'coz nothing's happening in our relationship." And he said I'd be his forever! Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not going to cry. I've spent a week already crying just because he didn't call me up that my eyes are dry. And because like what i said, he didn't say it over the phone. And it's his loss he even let me go. Hahahaha!!!!! There's still a lot of guys out there like BJ, Kakimoto-kun, Josherie... gosh, the list goes on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I don't feel anything. I do. There's a part of me that felt suddenly empty as I read that emotionless note. And just as I read that, "Broken" started to play!!! Thanks MYX!!!! Eherm... anyway, like I said, it felt like a cross between grief and relief. Grief because it didn't last longer than I expected, and relief like something heavy finally fell away. Ahh.... the feeling of freedom...ÜÜÜ&lt;br /&gt;Waaaahhhh!!!! Prelims are nearing!!!! I feel cold sweat forming just THINKING of it!!! I think I'm gonna flunk phil. history and filipino!!!! Aarrrgghhh!!!! oh, and biolab too!!!! oh no!!!!!! Think Kakimoto-kun... aaahhhh.... much better.ÜÜÜ</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:1362</id>
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    <title>Hehehe....</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T05:46:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T05:46:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">La lng.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:1101</id>
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    <title>Hmmm....</title>
    <published>2004-07-09T15:24:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-09T15:24:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1075171798_izzesWater.jpg" border="0" alt="Water"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your element is Water: Understanding, intelligent,&lt;br&gt;quiet and calm. You know who you are and no one&lt;br&gt;can change that. Usually quiet but only because&lt;br&gt;your listening, don't let anyone think you&lt;br&gt;haven't got an opinion! Your not quiet because&lt;br&gt;your shy or sad, your usually quiet because&lt;br&gt;your thinking. Your answers are well planned&lt;br&gt;and helpful so people generally seek your&lt;br&gt;advice. Your the perfect balance between&lt;br&gt;solitary and outgoing. But sometimes you need a&lt;br&gt;little time to yourself to sort out your&lt;br&gt;emotions and figure things out. You understand&lt;br&gt;the phrase 'sticks and stone' and rarely let&lt;br&gt;things get to you, whats that important for you&lt;br&gt;to have to get so upset over? You know what you&lt;br&gt;want out of life but are simply taking your&lt;br&gt;time and enjoying things. To you your life is&lt;br&gt;fine as it is, you can always change things&lt;br&gt;later if your not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nekokittychi/quizzes/.%3A-%7CWhat%20is%20your%20true%20element%3F%7C-%3A.%20-With%20Anime%20Pictures%20and%20detailed%20answers-/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;.:-|What is your true element?|-:. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... nuff said.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:765</id>
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    <title>Bwahahahaha!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-09T14:43:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-09T14:43:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mwahahaha!!!!! This is my first entry! Gosh... I'm so tamad. Like, yah. Bwahahaha!!!! I didn't expect college life is so... well... fulfilling. I mean, I've got a lot of friends, nice professors, a very large library (one word to describe it: overwhelming!!!) and this very high-tech student I.D. reader installed in every building. But even though I've finally found my dream university, I still miss life back in high school. The facilities, the teachers, the classrooms, the students, the memories... a while ago, I couldn't find a jeep going to Cubao, so I rode Proj. 6. When I got there, I had this feeling like everything was a dream... the overpass, SM North, and Quezon City Science High School. I didn't realize tears were already falling from my eyes. That's how I missed everything, especially my classmates whom I already considered as my family (ay ang drama!). Oh well... I've seen Robert, Migs, Gringo, Czarina, Lilli Mae, Rhea and Erica at UST!!! It's quite comforting to see old faces in a new environment. Anyway, I've made new friends in school. There's Erwin, my college best friend; Caiscel, whose love life constantly gives me creative juices to write stories; Pia; the most mature person in the barkada; Arcy, who I constantly pester even when he isn't doing anything; Antoinette; who smiles even when there is nothing to smile at; Mylene, who is the female counterpart of Arcy; and there's Bernard. Hehehe... Bernard? He's actually fun to be with. He's the first person I've acquainted with in the University. And, well, BJ reminds me a lot of... things. Starting with his nick.ÜÜÜ But he's really a nice guy. Yikeee.... Hehe...ÜÜÜ Then there's also Josherie (who, up till now, eludes me). Then there's Kakimoto-kun....ÜÜÜ Ehehehe... Kakimoto Michael-kun.ÜÜÜ Unfortunately, he's majoring in Literature (AB Lit) and not in Biology. Sigh.... too bad. Oh well, we can still talk to each other during his sepak practices.ÜÜÜ Nyahahahaha!!!! This is the first time I ever got in the glee club!!!!! Gosh!!!! I'm an alto 2 (??? How... I'm a soprano!!!) but that's okay. Hopefully it isn't that hard. Hmm... what are the differences and similarities between B8 and Fleming 4? Differences: 1) Most B8 students have an average I.Q. 2) B8 students are seat-arranged alphabetically 3) B8 students are loaded with various books 4) B8 never cheats during quizzes. Similarities: 1) B8 and F4 both have the same classroom atmosphere 2) B8 and F4 are happy-go-lucky 3) B8 and F4 are home to talented students 4) B8 and F4 have me.Ü Charing!!!! Nyahahaha!!!! Anyway... I gotta go now... matta ne!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:key_ey_ar_ay:465</id>
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    <title>Ano ba 'to?</title>
    <published>2004-07-03T07:38:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-03T07:38:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello? Hello! Ay, gumagana!!! Galeng... gosh.. wala akong masabeh... un lng. testing ko lng kung gumagana 'to.</content>
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