<?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-6919157</id><updated>2011-08-09T19:54:23.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a smile...*</title><subtitle type='html'>You make me feel like I can get lost inside your eyes. I feel closer to the sky when you save the day with JUST A SMILE...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113600991876748828</id><published>2005-12-31T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:47:01.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a wrap!</title><content type='html'>Major changes in life. For me, that's what 2005 was all about. It wasn't easy coping with these changes. Most of these made me an entirely different person from what the others have perceived of me. Many people came in, some left and a very few stayed. As I've said before, it's not easy but we have to move on. We have to leave the things that we have to leave and think about what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know how hard 2005 was for me. From the start (Dean, Kam, yung puyentang babaeng yun. Hahaha.) till the end (BonoSoc + Jino + Fuckers, alam niyo na yun.), I've been struggling. They were too much for me but these hardships made me so much stronger. They made me look at life in a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 2005 comes to a close, I want you to know that I was grateful that all these things happened but I most certainly have to move on. There's so much waiting for me, it would be such a waste if I drown myself with the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to thank the people who have always been there for me, making all these burdens lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Family, I know I'm such a brat at home. Thank you for staying with me and for guiding me. I'm really thankful I have you. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the BonoSoc, I don't know what I'd be in La Salle without you guys. I don't know how the group came to being but I don't care about that now. What's important is I have you guys and I'm certain that I won't forget you. It was really quite a journey for all of us, those two terms. 2005 would not be as much fulfilling for me if it weren't for you guys. I love you all and I'll see you in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Fuckers, I know that 2005 wasn't our year. We fought a lot and we've kept so much from each other. But I want you to know that whatever happens, I got your back. I love you guys. I hope you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jopet, I know that everything between us is so fucked up right now. But I just want you to know that I'm thankful I had you. You opened my eyes to a lot of things and you made me stronger, really. The journey was hard for the both of us and in the end, we had to part ways. I din't regret anything. If you need anything, you still have a friend in me. Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cuyegs, 2005 was the start of our bestfriendship but it seems to me it was also the end. I don't want to think the thought but it keeps on coming back. It's really hard for me. I miss you so much. But still, whatever happens, you have me. I'm willing to listen if you have problems and to kick you in the butt when you do something wrong. It's my job, I'm your bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, to Jino, thank you for everything. I know that I can be such a brattinella and a drama queen but you're still there, willing to listen to everything I'll say. Thanks for listening to my nonsense blabs till the wee hours in the morning. Thanks for staying with me till 7pm in school. Thanks for not waking me up when I'm asleep. Thanks for staying, for waiting. Thanks for everything, Jino. You don't know how grateful I am to have you. &lt;i&gt;"Meron lang"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of my moving on, I'm going to move to another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/noregretsss"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/noregretsss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Henrik, don't worry, Imma put up a tagboard there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;CHEERS TO 2K6, KIDS!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113600991876748828?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113600991876748828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113600991876748828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113600991876748828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113600991876748828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-wrap.html' title='It&apos;s a wrap!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113591209925502965</id><published>2005-12-30T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:08:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagal mag-January 1...</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. I'm excited to move to Xanga. Hahaha. Wala lang. Can somebody put a tagboard in my account there? ...or turuan niyo na lang ako kung san ilalagay dun. Hehehe. Di ko alam kung panu dun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kariz Mae's dad passed away this morning. 3:33am, to be exact. Her dad's body is in Arlington Araneta near SM Center Point, if I'm not mistaken. To those who knows her, she needs us now, more than ever. Prayers are greatly needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Ka, I know na you don't read my blog pero I just want you to know na I'm always here for you. Everything I told you pag nakakatext kita, totoo yun. Be strong, Kariz. You'll make it through this, I know it. Be strong, Ka. He's in good hands now. Condolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the Tropa was in Galle. Si JR kasi nakalabas na sa mga pader ng seminaryo at nagyayang manood ng sine. Since minsan lang humiling si JR, I went there. Met up with them sa Skybowl. It's been a while since I hungout there. The last time I was there was second year high and I don't even want to remember what my last memories of Skybowl were. So, anyway, we played pool. NATALO NAMIN NI ALFREANNE SILA JELO AT JR! Wahoop! Partida, dun lang kami natuto maglaro ng billiards. Hindi nila kami pinagbigyan, patalo lang talaga si JR. Hahaha. We waited for Purple for 'round 1 hour and for Dean for 3 hours. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Dean and Sam in Mcdo. The last time I've seen Sam was in Kiara's debut, I think. And that was when? September? So I really got psyched when I saw her. Kwentuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple treated Polgene coffee. My mouth watered when I saw them walk out of Starbucks. Pag tinamaan ka nga naman ng lintik, makakabola ka ng babae. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking near Popeye's, my eyes popped (woeh?). I can't believe it. After what seemed like eternity (which is good), ayun. Nakita ko nanaman siya. I can't believe na girly-girl na siya at may boyfriend na siya. Hmmm...What has Dean have to say about this? Abangan ang susunod na kabanata. Ayy...Sinusubukan lang, baka pumatok. &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, hindi makapaniwala yung mga gunggong na yun na hindi pa ako ulit lumalabas since course card distribution dahil CLA daw ako, dapat marami daw parties na inaatendan. E so what kung CLA ako? Hahaha. Best college in La Salle! CLA! Wahoop! O, walang kokontra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean tapped my shoulder and asked me to come with him when the boys were playing billiards the second time around. We walked a bit and talked a lot. There's so much that me and Dean have in common. Well, for starters, we came from the same gradeschool and are part of the same barkada...Pero seryoso, that guy and I have sooooo much in common. Hah, kahit sa ugali. Kaya nagkasundo kami. And that's the same reason he probably has kaya sakin siya lagi lumalapit when he has problems. Obviously, I can't post his problem here 'cause that will give away something about me too since we went through the same thing. (That gave you some clues, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we met up with Sammy's barkada. I hungout with them for a while since yung tropa e uuwi na sa Paranaque (yeah, they agreed to meet in Galle). Bonding with Crespo 'cause Sam, Hazel and Nezie had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Those people, kahit sobrang bored na kaming lahat, okay lang. Masaya parin kahit nagtititigan lang kami. Ewan ko ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever get that feeling na you can't breathe and your chest just wants to explode? Yun bang parang sa dami ng mga bagay na tinatago mo, they are now looking for a way out? I felt that way last night. I just had to let it all out. Everything that has been bothering me for the past years. The secrets I've kept from EVERYONE. My thoughts that even my bestfriends don't know...EVERYTHING! It was just too much for me to handle. Especially when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; told me &lt;em&gt;"May mga bagay na masakit pag binalikan"&lt;/em&gt;. Actually, that started everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to let everything out, to tell &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;. To let &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; know who I really am and what I'm &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; all about. After everything I've been through, &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; still accepted me. That means a lot to me. I can't thank &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113591209925502965?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113591209925502965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113591209925502965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113591209925502965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113591209925502965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/tagal-mag-january-1.html' title='Tagal mag-January 1...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113566566294576595</id><published>2005-12-27T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T14:41:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of anything to blog about but I'm here, updating...</title><content type='html'>Since I can't think of anything to blog, I'm going to start with my usual shout outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..My #10...uh, Kabit? Hahaha. Teka, asan ka ba? Miss call ka lang ng miss call sakin, di mo pa nirereplyan mga email ko. Di naman ako maka-reply sa text mo nung Pasko kasi feeling ko long distance mangyayari e 4 pesos na lang load ko nung mga panahong yun. Hahaha. Anyway, I miss you. Asan ka ba kasi talaga? Hrmph. Ingat ka jan. Di nga pala ako nakapagpaalam ng maayos. Wala lang. Love you, DUDE. Hahahaha. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kuya Nico, hindi pa ulit kita naaabutang online since nung 24 ng umaga dito. Hahaha. Musta Canada? Malamig ba jan? Hahaha. Joke. Anyway, umuwi ka na dito. Natutulala na lang si Cor dito sa sobrang pagka-miss sa'yo. Pasalubong namin ha, wag kalimutan. Kidding, Kuya. May kwento pala ako sa'yo pagbalik mo dito or pag naabutan kitang online. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Cuyegs, sabi ko na wala nanaman akong maririnig galing sa'yo e. Hmph. I knew it. Pero okay lang. Alam mo naman ako, okay lang sakin lahat. Mag-JOY ka na lang, Christmas season naman e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kamille Loren and Dean, thanks for everything. I know na anjan kayo lagi, ready to back me up, if ever. Hehehe. Kaso lang, wag kayo masyadong warfreak. Hahaha. Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..[lost], uh, mukha ngang lost ka. Hahaha. Joke. Uh, kung sino ka man, mukhang matagal na kitang friend. Or, if not, naging masyadong close tayo. Whatever happened to our friendship, I just want to tell you na I do everything for my friends. Kung hindi na sila masaya sa company ko, I let them be. Kung ang nangyari satin e nag-fall apart yung friendship, siguro naman I did everything I could do to save the friendship. I think I know who you are and if I'm right, I know that you know na hindi ako yung tipo na ako yung lalapit. Yung sa bitaw part, I think you've let me go and I've let go. Gets? I think I just lost hope na mababalik pa yung dating treatment natin sa isa't isa. Yeah, we are magulo and all when we're together pero ewan. Parang iba na. May gap na. Ewan ko. We're both at fault here. I really want things between us to be back to where they used to be pero kung mas masaya ka sa ibang bagay o tao, then go there. Madali naman akong kausap e. Masaya ako pag nakikita kitang masaya. Kahit di ko na malaman ang rason ng kasiyahan mo, okay lang. Basta masaya ka, masaya na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..YOU, I miss you. Thank you for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I'm soooooooo freakin' bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana magpasukan na... :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113566566294576595?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113566566294576595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113566566294576595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113566566294576595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113566566294576595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-think-of-anything-to-blog-about.html' title='I can&apos;t think of anything to blog about but I&apos;m here, updating...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113514529228938613</id><published>2005-12-21T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T14:08:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically, I still have one and a half weeks here in Blogger.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, our course cards got released. I wasn't really expecting much. I mean, I was more of a bum than a student the past term. I cut a lot and when I'm in class, my mind is elsewhere. My grades suprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETEAMS - 4.0 (Forte ko ata PE e)&lt;br /&gt;KASPIL1 - 3.5 (Ito ang subject na lagi akong wala)&lt;br /&gt;LBYCH05 - 3.5 (Weird. Hindi ako nakapasa ng Finals pero 3.5 parin)&lt;br /&gt;ARTSCHE - 3.0 (Weirdest of all. Wala akong ginawa sa class na 'to)&lt;br /&gt;INTPHIL - 3.0 (Natulog lang ako sa class niya buong term, tres parin)&lt;br /&gt;INSTUDI - 3.0 (Ito ang career subject ko the whole term. Sayang)&lt;br /&gt;NSTP-C1 - 3.0 (Uhhh...)&lt;br /&gt;ENGLTWO - 2.5 (Okay, &lt;strong&gt;majority&lt;/strong&gt; of the class got this kind of grade)&lt;br /&gt;ALGE101 - 1.0 (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I HATE MATH.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita niyo naman, if it weren't for Math, I'd be a Dean's Lister. Punyeta. Pero my grades this term are so much better than my grades last term. I'm actually thankful. I don't know kung Pasko lang ba at pinagbigyan ako ng lahat ng prof ko or I really deserve the numbers. Well, either way, I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed 'till around 7 in school. Natulog lang sa Amphi. Jino, sorry na, lagi na kitang tinutulugan. E panu naman, ang sayang matulog sa Amphi, sa ilalim ng mga bituin. Hahaha. Kagulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nico was supposed to give me something yesterday. Actually, he did give it to me. Pero pumayag akong ibigay niya yun sa prof niya. Wahoop. Wala lang. Nag-request ako na i-record niya yung version niya ng Kahit Kailan. Puchek. I wanna hear it, Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into April yesterday before going to J214 to get my course card in ALGE101. She told me EVERYTHING I needed to know. After talking to her, na-realize ko na sobrang tagal ko nang nagpapakatanga. Everything that the people around him are telling are the truth. Na ang tanga ko kasi I din't take his brother's word for it. Hai. After that talk with April, I totally lost it. I cried in J214 kasi ang tanga-tanga ko at feeling ko talaga babagsak ako sa ALGE101 (good thing, naka-1 ako).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sa susunod na paragraph, magdo-drop ako ng names.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKAW. Ang tagal niyo na pala. Did you think hindi ko malalaman? Mali lang yang kaibigan mo dahil sa dinami-dami ng mga babae sa mundo, yung may pinsan pang Paulinian ang napili niya. At hindi lang basta-basta Paulinian, ka-close ko pa. Tsktsk. Ewan ko lang ha. Pero when Manats happened, galit na galit ka sakin. Hindi mo ako kinakausap na parang niloko na talaga kita. FYI, hindi naging kami unlike you and your crapload of a blockmate na punyeta, ang tagal niyo na pala. Pucha. Alam mo, hindi ako naniniwala sa mga sinabi sakin ni Jesse before. Sana pala naniwala na lang ako. Pucha. You should've told me. Punyeta talaga. Hinayaan mo akong magmukhang tanga for 3 years? Alam mo, I should've gotten a clue na you were with someone. Sino ba namang makakatiis na hindi makita yung mahal niya? Well, I guess you don't kasi lagi mo siyang kasama. Putangina. If you're going to give me your mom as an excuse, well, pakasalan mo yang nanay mo. Konting oras lang hiningi ko sa'yo, hindi mo mabigay. I have nothing against your mom. She's a great person. Alam kong gusto niya ako for you but what the hell, ikaw pa ata ang may ayaw sakin para sa sarili mo. Diyan ka na lang kaya sa Ana mo? That phone call when I was in Thrid Year. Putangina. Siya na yun e. Wag mong ipagkaila sakin. Ana Eusuya. Feeling ko, hindi yan si Angel e. Yung nakausap kong putangina nung nandun ako kila Tanya, I think it's her. Pucha. Kung sa tingin mo hindi ko malalaman ang lahat ng yan, putangina, nagkakamali ka. Another thing. Hindi nagsasamantala si Jino sa mga nangyayari. He was there nung wala ka. Lahat ng hinahanap ko sa'yo, siya nakapagbigay. Kung nanjan ka lagi, do you think aabot dun sa point na siya na yung hinahanap ko? Sakto dating niya, sobra. Nung hindi ko na kaya yung hindi tayo nagkikita. Nung nasasakal na ako sayo. Lahat. Hai ewan. Don't make it look like I'm two-timing you kasi I'm not. You are. Putangina, dalawang taon yun. And I'm so damn stupid not to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113514529228938613?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113514529228938613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113514529228938613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113514529228938613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113514529228938613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/technically-i-still-have-one-and-half.html' title='Technically, I still have one and a half weeks here in Blogger.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113496952805325878</id><published>2005-12-19T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:33:49.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New life, new blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm moving to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/noregretsss"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/noregretsss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by January 1, 2006.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113496952805325878?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113496952805325878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113496952805325878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113496952805325878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113496952805325878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-life-new-blog.html' title='New life, new blog.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113489172248276823</id><published>2005-12-18T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T15:42:02.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You should've told me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't nothing you can say to me &lt;br /&gt;That can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you go now &lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;So just be on your way &lt;br /&gt;Go 'head and do your thing now&lt;br /&gt;And there's no more to explain to me, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know your game, I'm not feeling what you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm bouncin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out son&lt;br /&gt;I gotta leave you alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Things have been said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not easy but we have to move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113489172248276823?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113489172248276823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113489172248276823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113489172248276823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113489172248276823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-shouldve-told-me.html' title='You should&apos;ve told me.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113429247551416556</id><published>2005-12-11T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T17:14:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>='c</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;"I believe we have reasons but I don't know what they are..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113429247551416556?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113429247551416556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113429247551416556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113429247551416556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113429247551416556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/c.html' title='=&apos;c'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113413509351998950</id><published>2005-12-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:20:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for this moment...</title><content type='html'>(Sorry sa hindi ko mase-special mention...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batallones, Henrik&lt;/strong&gt; - Niko, alam kong medyo hindi tayo nagkakasundo sa mga bagay. You really annoy me at times. Pero bilib din naman ako sa'yo, super responsible mo. Uh, you should know kung kelan mo ititigil yung pagka-hyper mo. Yun lang siguro. And don't think na wala kang karamay sa buhay mo. You have 39 friends na siguradong tutulungan ka. That's us. Kaya cheer up, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beredo, Kizia&lt;/strong&gt; - Kizia, alam ko na we din't really have the time to actually talk pero that one time you helped me with my problem, the time I opened up to you? Thanks for listening. Ang ganda pa ng advice mo sakin nun. Thanks talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chew, Leslie&lt;/strong&gt; - Baby Boo, thanks sa mga mp3 ng flashdisk mo at sa camera mong nanjan lagi pag may events. Hahaha. Joke. Wag ka masyadong nagdo-droga, anak. Iba ka pag ma-hyper e. Hahaha. Anyway, thanks for everything, Les. Ewan ko kung nag-thank you ako sa'yo sa dami ng ginawa mo for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruz, Ru Angeli&lt;/strong&gt; - Jillie! Mahal ko talaga pink hair mo! Wahoop! Pero mas mahal kita. Hehehe. Ang saya nung gig mo. Sana pag sikat ka na, invite mo kami sa ga gig mo. Libre dapat yung entrance. Hahaha. Anyways, thanks for making me laugh with that dance of yours. Hehehe. You don't know kung ganu kalaking tulong sakin nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuyegkeng, Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; - CUYEGS! Hai nako. Hinihintay ko na lang yung panahon na sasapakin mo ako and tell me &lt;em&gt;"I told you"&lt;/em&gt;. At pag sinapak mo ako, wala akong gagawin kasi tama ka naman. Hai. Do you know na I hate it when you're correct? I mean, sa mga pinagsasasabi mo sakin. Mga words of wisdom mo and all. Wala lang. Hahaha. So anyway, alam kong medyo okay na buhay mo ngayon kasi medyo matagal na hindi ka emodes. Pero seryoso sinabi ko sa'yo before about jan sa pagiging emodes mo. Isang ulit pa, tablahan na ito! Thanks sa mga advice mo, KUYA. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;del Mundo, Romeo&lt;/strong&gt; - Jino, thanks for everything. It was such a short time pero naging comfortable ako sa'yo ng sobra. Dati nakakausap lang kita kasi magka-partner tayo nung Culminating Activity sa PE. Basta, thanks for ALWAYS being there. I don't know how you do it. Wala na akong angal dun, basta thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emata, Ian Cezar&lt;/strong&gt; - Ian, I know na medyo nagkalayo tayo this second term. Pero I want to thank you for listening to me. And thanks for sharing me your thoughts sa mga bagay-bagay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gumapas, Patricia&lt;/strong&gt; - Trace, you've affected way too much people. I want to help you. We want to help you. Pero walang mangyayari if you yourself don't want to help yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malicsi, Regine&lt;/strong&gt; - Darna, thanks for everything. I know you've trusted me with things na you usually don't share with anyone else. You're strong and I admire you for that. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manga, Miguel&lt;/strong&gt; - You're the big brother I never had. Thank you for the countless times you've been there for me. I know I'm such a brat when it comes to some things pero ayan, nagtitiyaga ka parin. I guess I really am your little sister. Hehehe. Thanks so much, Nico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montino, Lauren&lt;/strong&gt; - Babes, you're my hero. Minsan, naiisip ko, kambal ata kita. You're ALWAYS there for me. Alam ko nagsasawa ka nang makinig sa mga hinaing ko but you're still there. I can't thank you enough, sobra. You make me laugh even when I'm really down. I don't know how you do it pero ayun, napapatawa mo parin ako. Thank you so much, Babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prado, Diana&lt;/strong&gt; - Alam ko wala talaga tayong matinong usapan, Dhi. Pero your hugs are enough. Thanks, Tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramos, Sara&lt;/strong&gt; - Thank you for everything. Kantahan mo lang ako nagiging okay na ako. Love your voice, sobra. Thanks sa laughtrips. I know you're always willing to help. Thanks talaga, Sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reyes, Corina&lt;/strong&gt; - Cor, magka-batch tayo sa St. Paul for 4 years and dahil high profile (hehe) ka dun, hindi ko na-imagine na magiging close tayo. Thanks for listening to me. And thanks for trusting me with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samaniego, Jermaine&lt;/strong&gt; - Ja, sorry pero napapatawa mo ako sa mga ibang moments mo sa kabarukan lalo na pag ginatungan ni Cuyegs. Hehehe. Grabe, hardcore Bamboo fanatic ka talaga. Natuwa ako nung sinamahan mo ako sa mga LSS days ko sa Hallelujah. Hehehe. Thanks for the soundtrips. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uy, Jacqueline&lt;/strong&gt; - Jack, you made that escape of mine possible. Remember? Hehehe. Thanks for that. Uh, hindi na kita masyadong nakikita ngayon. Namimiss na kita, what more pag hindi na tayo blockmates? Jack, thanks for everything talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viardo, Malia&lt;/strong&gt; - Super Pepe! There are times na pag binabasa ko blog mo, feeling ko naiintindihan mo ako. Kaya I read your blog a lot. And thanks for the joketimes. Sobrang hindi ko makakalimutan yun. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONOSOC!&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for everything. Sobrang saya niyong kasama. I know that you'll be there pag kailangan ng karamay. I'm so thankful that I became a part of you guys. I never thought that such great friends exist. Tambay parin tayo sa Yuchengx, Tairs at Amphi, ha? Mahal ko kayong lahat, sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/BestBlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But if destiny decided I should look the other way, then the world would never know the greatest story every told..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magka-kanya-kanya na tayo ng landas. LR19, di ko kayo makakalimutan...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113413509351998950?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113413509351998950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113413509351998950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113413509351998950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113413509351998950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-for-this-moment.html' title='&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Thank you for this moment...&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113356995015791022</id><published>2005-12-03T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:12:49.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wey, ikaw may kasalanan nito. *Edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LR19 (Plus Nico and Cor), PARA SA INYO 'TO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Artist: Oliver James Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Song: Greatest Story Ever Told Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for this moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta say how beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of all the hopes and dreams I could have prayed for &lt;br /&gt;Here you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have one dance forever&lt;br /&gt;I would take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it's you and I together&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I lived a thousand years &lt;br /&gt;You know I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;The way I lost my heart to you that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if destiny decided I should look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Then the world would never know &lt;br /&gt;The greatest story ever told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear the music&lt;br /&gt;When I'm looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I feel the rhythm of your body&lt;br /&gt;Close to mine&lt;br /&gt;It's the way we touch, it soothes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's the way we'll always be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss your pretty smile&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd die for &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;You're all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I lived a thousand years &lt;br /&gt;You know I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;The way I lost my heart to you that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if destiny decided I should look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Then the world would never know &lt;br /&gt;The greatest story ever told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I really need you&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I lived a thousand years &lt;br /&gt;You know I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;The way I lost my heart to you that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if destiny decided I should look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Then the world would never know &lt;br /&gt;The greatest story ever told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I really need you&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that I love you tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kaninang umaga ko lang nabasa yung blog ni Wey. Nico told me to read his blog a couple of days ago. OMFG. Naiyak ako, literal, sa harap ng monitor. It never occured to me 'till kanina na magkakawatak-watak na nga pala block namin in a couple of days. Kanya-kanya na kami after ng second term. Shakatak. Nalungkot ako. What's with the song? Well, while I was reading Wey's blog (and crying. Hehehe), yan yung song na nag-play. Sakto talaga. Pasok ang lyrics ng song. OMFG talaga. Hai nako. Nalulungkot nanaman ako. I know na saglit lang kaming nagkasama-sama pero andun na yun e. Gaya nga ng pinost ko sa blog ni Wey, &lt;em&gt;"We're more than just a block. &lt;strong&gt;We're family&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt; Shets. Kahit na medyo marami ang hindi nagkakasundo samin ngayon, alam mo yun? Wah! Hindi ko ma-express sarili ko. Shets. Basta alam kong never kong makakalimutan ang LR19. Lahat ng laughtrips, kababawan, foodtrips, kulitan, camwhore-an, kalungkutan, barahan, LAHAT! Shete. I've never been attached to any of my classes like this before. Sa Trisix, oo, na-attach ako pero iba 'to, mehn! Hai nako. Naisip ko na nga lang panu kung hindi ako dito napunta, kung napunta ako dun sa kabilang CommArts block. Ganito rin kaya mafi-feel ko? Oh wells. Basta thankful akong sa LR19 ako napunta. Kahit tahimik kami nung LPEP, okay lang. Hai. Ewan. Nase-senti ako pag naaalala kong iba-ibang landas na ang tatahakin namin next term. Basta, walang kalimutan. Tamabay parin sa Yuchengcs at sa Amphi, okay? Hai. I'll miss you guys, sobra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113356995015791022?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113356995015791022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113356995015791022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113356995015791022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113356995015791022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/12/wey-ikaw-may-kasalanan-nito-edited.html' title='Wey, ikaw may kasalanan nito. *Edited*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113306282175200083</id><published>2005-11-27T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T11:40:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO DEAL... (Emo-ed?)</title><content type='html'>I've been down the whole week. As in buong week. I've been crying myself to sleep every night. I wake up still with tears in my eyes. I go to school with my mask, hoping nobody would notice what's bothering me. I survived the whole week with only two people asking me if I was okay...and I'm fine with that. Actually, I'm thankful that only two people noticed...uh, they won't even know it if I din't ask for their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Sana naging clown na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;Jino: Para matawanan mo sarili mo? Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hindi. Gusto ko maging clown para naman may mapasaya ako.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had that conversation with Jino a few days back. I've thought about it. I realized that that's not the only reason why I wanted to be a clown. I want to be a clown so I can hide my loneliness behind that green hair, red nose and big, red, phony smile drawn to my face. I don't want people to see that I'm breaking. It's hard to put that act up. Especially for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excess: I'm planning of moving to Xanga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113306282175200083?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113306282175200083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113306282175200083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113306282175200083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113306282175200083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-to-deal-emo-ed.html' title='HOW TO DEAL... (Emo-ed?)'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113258597400868645</id><published>2005-11-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T23:12:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagbigyan niyo na ako.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;FUCKIN' PHILOSOPHY PAPER.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113258597400868645?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113258597400868645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113258597400868645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113258597400868645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113258597400868645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/pagbigyan-niyo-na-ako.html' title='Pagbigyan niyo na ako.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113248893666746499</id><published>2005-11-20T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T20:15:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>We had our last CWTS session yestermorning (November 19). We went back to Barangay Tagumpay and presented our project proposal. Since I wasn't there last meeting, I din't know that the proposal's name was The Lasallette...or something like that. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after that, the jeep dropped us at Gateway. We planned to watch Harry Potter 4. But then again, everyone seemed to have the same plans for that Saturday. So we finally decided to go to G4 and try our lucks there. We got to the cinemas in G4. Guess what? MAS MARAMING TAO. Hahaha. We were thinking on going to Greenbelt to catch the flick but we ended up in Timezone (G4). We had so much fun. Lau, Wey, Jason and I played in the 4-player Wartran Troopers game. After a given amount of time, the game would choose a default name for the players. Lau's name was Commander EAGLE! Hahahaha. Siguro nga Lau was meant to be a bird. Hahahaha. Peace out, Babes! Anyway, after all of us realized na wala na kaming pera, we went to Food Choices. Akalain mong nag-foodtrip lahat. Lau dropped me at Rustan's on the way home...As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share to everybody my LSS the whole of last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I should've said no&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;But I call my girl up and said:&lt;br /&gt;Listen baby I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Just want to tell you don't worry&lt;br /&gt;I will be late don't stay up&lt;br /&gt;And wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala (Forgot the lyrics. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;My battery is low&lt;br /&gt;Lalala (Not sure of the lyrics. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;We're going to a place nearby&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Wey, the Bonobo Society's been singing either Backstreet Boys or Westlife songs last week. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUT OUTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ninay, ang sungit mo nung tinext kita nung Saturday. Hmf. Miss you much. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Nico, ang saya-saya mo! Woohoo! Nung kinukwento mo sakin sa Ampi nung Friday, sobrang...AHHH! Wala lang. I'm so happy for you. Nasabi mo na. May isang bagay ka na lang na kailangang gawin. Alam mo yun, malamang ikaw nagsabi nun sakin e. Hahaha. Kagulooooo. See you tomorrow. Sayang, hindi ka kasama samin kahapon, sana Wartran Trooper ka rin ngayon. Hahaha. See you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Commander Rabbit (ikaw ba yun, Wey?), Agent Crab, reporting for duty. Hahaha. Wala lang! v(",)v Hahaha. Kagulo. Sana makita na natin pics natin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Rach, wala pa akong nagiging prof na ganun pangalan. Di ko rin siya kilala. Hehehe. Wala lang. Di pa kita nakikita sa Taft, ha? Si Jollie madalas ko nakikita sa may UM. Hahaha. Wala lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113248893666746499?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113248893666746499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113248893666746499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113248893666746499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113248893666746499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113240621637600608</id><published>2005-11-19T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:20:46.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really don't understand...</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko talaga maintindihan... WEH. Parang tinagalog ko lang yung title. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The demand for conclusive evidence is too strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the assumption that it can be satisfied, it is beyond our reach in nearly all circumstances of our everyday life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In cases that YOU were mistaken, then YOU have to surrender the same claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means that you do not have the rightful claim to knowledge!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two are most probably from our book in Philosohpy that Jason copied to post in our Yahoo! Groups for the whole block's sake. It's confusing the first time you read it but go through it again and you'll get the essence of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand what the problem is. If it is with me (which I know it is), you most definitely have to tell me. After all, involved din naman ako jan. Baka nga ako pa yung pinakamalaking factor kung bakit may problema e. If that confrontation would cause the break-up of our friendship, I think that all of us are the most immature people walking on earth. I mean, we've been friends, what? 2-3 years? Nagtagal tayo ng ganun. If there's something that would break us up, it most definitely won't be this. Masyadong mababaw. And if we're gonna fix this, &lt;u&gt;we don't have to dig up skeletons from the closet&lt;/u&gt; because those skeletons would only anger us. Wala nang magagawa pa yung mga yun kundi sirain pa lalo yung friendship natin. Now, if you're closing the door to that possibility of reconciliation and won't accept the apologies, there's nothing we can do. I respect that, kung yun man decision mo but I definitely won't understand any of it. I wouldn't understand why you had to dig up things from the past, why you had to pretend you've accepted the apologies, &lt;em&gt;why you din't want me to know any of these&lt;/em&gt;. I'm willing to patch things up, you know. All you have to do is tell me what the hell's wrong and we'll see what we can do. &lt;strong&gt;Mahirap mangapa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiii. &lt;em&gt;Bahala na si Batman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113240621637600608?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113240621637600608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113240621637600608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113240621637600608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113240621637600608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-dont-understand.html' title='I really don&apos;t understand...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113181903348664941</id><published>2005-11-13T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:10:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been alone all along...NOT!</title><content type='html'>Did you ever feel that feeling of abandonment? Yun bang wala kang makausap just when you needed someone the most? Yun bang kahit napakaraming tao ang nakapaligid sa iyo, feeling mo mag-isa ka pa rin? Yun bang nakikitawa ka sa mga laughtrip nila pero deep inside you're breaking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years (don't ask me what happened 5 years ago pero if you know me well, you'd know what I'm talking about), I suddenly felt that way again. Yung parang niloloko mo lang yung mundo as well as yourself. I've been feeling down these past few days pero I think I've kept it well enough. But then, later today, na-realize ko na I can never keep what's hurting me. It will force itself to come out. I knew those MRT-LRT laughtrip moments would cost me tears later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero you know what? There's always someone who would never leave you. It may sound weird coming from me pero God will always be there. He's gon' bring the rainbow in your sky after the storm. I know that I've doubted him a lot. Kanina lang e. Pero na-realize ko na he's still there. He's the only one who's never gonna leave you hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another person, for me, who I know (uh, wish?) would never leave me. Jopet. He's been there for me for the longest time. He's the only person who stayed that long. He's the only person who can stand my attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Babe, I know we're having a hard time right now. I'm really sorry for acting like a self-centered bitch kanina. I'm just really bummed out by what's really happening. As much as the both of us want to demand, hindi pwede. Hai. I'm really sorry. I know that you know where I'm coming from. Parehas tayo e. I love you so much, Babe. Happy anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, now, there are my blockmates. The whole Bonobo Society + Jino (lately talaga. Thanks, Crushes!) take my mind off of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Guys, thanks for everything. You guys don't know how grateful I am to be a Bonobo. If it weren't for you, I will always be sulking in class everyday. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..TRACE! Bakit ngayon ka lang nagta-tag? Hahaha. Demanding. Wala lang. See you in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..KAM! I miss you too! Grawr! Love you, Soulmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..NICO! Grawr. Wag ka na masyadong mag-iiisip. Mababaliw ka lang. Hahaha. Basta ang payo ko lang sa'yo... Wala. Hahaha. Hindi ako marunong mag-advice. Hahaha. Kagulooooooo! See you in school, Walts! Hahaha. I love calling you Walts. Wala lang. v(",)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..DEAN! I'm so damned happy for you. Nahanap mo na sagot sa mga problema mo. Pero tandaan mo: &lt;strong&gt;LAHAT NG SOLUSYON MAY KASUNOD NA PROBLEMA.&lt;/strong&gt; Though I know na kayang-kaya mong lampasan yun. Katrina Imperial Dean pa! I wish you're happy with your life right now...Well, alam kong masaya ka na. I'll miss you, man! Alam ko na magiging busy ka na ngayon and mawawalan na tayo ng bonding time. Basta, if you need me, I'm just a text/phone call away. Love you, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..HAN! I'm happy for you, too. Grabe, ganda ng birthday gift sa'yo ni God! Love you so much, Han! Miss na kita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113181903348664941?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113181903348664941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113181903348664941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113181903348664941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113181903348664941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-been-alone-all-alongnot.html' title='&lt;i&gt;I&apos;ve been alone all along...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113172833070901328</id><published>2005-11-12T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:58:50.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaguloooooo.</title><content type='html'>Dayamn, two consecutive days of laughtrip sa MRT-LRT. Kahapon, naghabulan sa Taft station. Kanina, kaguluhan nila Lau at Cor sa pila. Hahaha. Basta, napakarami niyan. Hindi ko na lang maalala lahat. Pero ang alam ko, tawanan ng tawanan lang. Hahaha. Kaguloooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm proud to say that I got a 3 (midterm grade) in KASPIL considering the fact na hindi ako nagbabasa ng mga articles... Well, I do read them. Di nga lang seryosohan. Thanks, Sir Delupio! Dati, sobrang ayaw ko siya kasi sobrang uptight niya. Ngayon, he loosened up a bit. Kay saya. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing: Sir Marasigan gave us a 100 on the long test we took a couple of weeks back. He said that it was his Christmas gift to everybody. I don't know if it's our midterm grade (the long test's his only basis of our grades...I think) but nevertheless, I'm soooooo happy. I've never imagined na I'll get a perfect score in a test. Well, technically, I din't talaga. Pero he gave each and every one of us a 100. So that means I get my first 100. Grawr. INSTUDI rocks. I honestly love the subject even without my 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's ENG night and I'm fuckin' home. I should've been there. Wala lang maghahatid/magsusundo sakin pauwi. Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Nico kanina. Di ko masasabi kung ano pinagusapan namin pero 'twas quite deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Walts, I'm sorry I can't give you any advice. Well, I don't give advice. Di kasi ako marunong. Hahaha. Pero I'll be here if you need someone to talk to. I'll listen, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Break last Wednesday was hella fun. Una sa lahat, Nico went onstage with a his high school polo, a boxer shorts and a pair of leather shoes on. Yep. You've got that right. And you know what's better? He told Joey and Miles (in the morning!!!!) his name. Hahaha. Now everyone in La Salle would remember him. Hahaha. Next, we got pictures with the inseparable radio duo, Joey and Miles. I've uploaded the pics in my Multiply site. Lastly, we (Wey, Ja and I) have pictures with the very pretty Barbie Almalbis. Grabe. Super pretty talaga niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had our block pic taken last Wednesday. Sayang Jackie was not there. Kulang tuloy Bonobo Society. It was fun. We dressed up like &lt;em&gt;"kids"&lt;/em&gt;. Yung iba, hindi nagdala. PASAWAY. Hahaha. Kidding. After the pictorial, the Party Animals, Kaymee, Caresse and Jill din't change what they're wearing and went to KASPIL with their pj's. Hahaha. Sir Delupio said that he feels like he's in another dimension. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Anton again, after 2-3 months, on that U-Break. Hahaha. Turned out walang magkaparehas sa sched namin kaya kahit sa loob ng campus hindi ko siya nakikita. Hahaha. Wala lang. Kwentuhan ever. Well, di naman. Mejo lang. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Parang wala kaming ginagawa this week. Not that I'm complaining pero feeling ko maraming kailangan gawin for next week. Binigyan lang siguro kami ng buwelo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113172833070901328?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113172833070901328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113172833070901328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113172833070901328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113172833070901328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/kaguloooooo.html' title='Kaguloooooo.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113146215944985367</id><published>2005-11-08T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:02:39.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckerty.</title><content type='html'>Grawr. I don't know why but I was really feeling fucked up this morning. I was so harassed, thinking of all those Kyoto Protocol stuff. Annoying. Well, I know that that's not the only thing that's been bothering me. I just don't know what it really is. Grawr. &lt;em&gt;*gigil*&lt;/em&gt; I hate thtat feeling. You know, yung super annoyed ka pero you don't know why tas lahat ng tao nabo-bother mo dahil dun? Hai. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jino, I just had to borrow this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mahirap talaga pag walang magawa... Kung anu-ano ang naiisip mo..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, being my annoying self, thinks about a lot of things when I'm not doing anything. The fact na hindi ko na nakakasama si Jopet (It's been a month since I saw him), the fact na I'm so goddamn maluho and my dad's having a hard time paying my bill, the fact that I'm having a hard time saving money and the list goes on. Pucha, mababaliw ako nito e. Thank God Jopet's there to help me through all of these. Well, there's Lau, Cuyeg, Nico, Jino (lately) and a whole bunch of people who are actually helping me. Thanks, guys. Alam ko puro joketime lang tayo pero yung mga laughtrip na yun takes my mind off things. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a black-out yesterday. We were in the middle of a volleyball match when the lights in the Sports Complex suddenly died. I felt Kizia hug me when the moment the lights were out and heard the Pep Squad guys shouting... err, screaming for &lt;em&gt;"dear life"&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. Yeah, it was pretty fun. Everyone just stood where they were and waited for their eyes to get used to the darkness (ARTSCHE! Woohoo! Haha.). Lau, Cuyeg and I started to play Tag in the darkness and Lau almost hit the net...Joke! Hahaha. Peace out, Babes. =D After fixing up in the darkest shower room I've been to, we took the stairs to get to the first floor since the elevator was not working and the guys were starting to freak us out. Li'l old me was sooooo scared of everything they'd say. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we'll be having our block picture taken. Grawr. Theme's kiddy kiddos in jammy's. Good thing I found something to wear. Wala akong maisip kanina e. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau, Cuyeg, Cor, Jason and I took the bus on the way home kanina. Nakakahilo mag-drive yung driver. Shets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should turn in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113146215944985367?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113146215944985367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113146215944985367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113146215944985367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113146215944985367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuckerty.html' title='Fuckerty.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113125048029032790</id><published>2005-11-06T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:14:40.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have a title for this entry, really.</title><content type='html'>Grawr. 7 hours till Han's debut! Can barely wait. Hrmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had this recollection for our confirmation on November 16. Yeah, I know. I'm too old to receive the sacrament. But hell, okay lang yun. Meron nga mga 20 years old na e. Hahaha. So anyway, the recollection was fugly boring it almost bored me to sleep. Inay John (Ms. Sarenas) is my sponsor! Woohoo! Annoying thing was, I din't see her kasi medyo na-late siya. So anyway, went to confession after what seemed like a long time. Well actually, it really was a long time since I had my last confession. The last one was February this year. I was still in St. Paul and that was our last meeting in Ethics... I think. I din't go to confession last Saliksik 'cause I din't think I was ready. But this time around, kinaya ko na. Everytime I go to confession, I cry. I don't know why. Maybe it's the guilt. It probably is. After confession, there was a mass. Weird enough, when the priest started singing at the almost-end part of the mass (May the good Lord bless and blah blah), it started raining. I couldn't laugh, dagflammit. So there. I got annoyed after the mass. Ask Jackie why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The path we have chosen is not an easy one but it is the right one."&lt;/em&gt; -DR. CARMELITA I. QUEBENGCO (Executive Vice-President, DLSU-M) on the eligibility issue of two DLSU players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I think this line goes out to Dean and Ka. Peace out, guys. Love you both.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, the Green Archers are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; playing next season (Hehehe. Patti!) to give way to the investigation. Hrmmm. Sayang. But there's always Season 70. Hahaha. &lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANIMO LA SALLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..TRACE! Thanks for dropping by! First time mo ata dito sa blog ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..JACKIE! Nakita ko na. About the sibling thing? And tama ka nga. &lt;strong&gt;Freaky.&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..KAMILLE! Magpunta ka na kasi. Hrmf ka naman e. Hahaha. Love you, Soulmate. Mmiss you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..BABY BOY! Sorry kung akala mo sinigawan kita kanina. Di naman kasi talaga e. Haiiii. I love you. Miss na kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113125048029032790?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113125048029032790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113125048029032790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113125048029032790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113125048029032790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-have-title-for-this-entry.html' title='I don&apos;t have a title for this entry, really.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113081033713183726</id><published>2005-11-01T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:00:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ale, remember: Curiosity killed the cat.</title><content type='html'>I just want to ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bakit ang hamburger, walang ham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang hotdog, walang dog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga &lt;em&gt;"lyricists"&lt;/em&gt; ng makabagong panahon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It started when we were younger, you were &lt;strong&gt;NINE&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wake me up when &lt;strong&gt;FISHTRENDERLEN&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Saints'/Souls' Day and the cemetery has huge impacts on people, don't you think? Hahaha. Se sementeryo yang dalawang yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in the Philippines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/MakeOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would want to go to McDo more often. (McDonald's Tandang Sora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/NoParking.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Parking. (Manila Memorial Park Paranaque)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;This week's been nothing but a blur...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113081033713183726?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113081033713183726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113081033713183726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113081033713183726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113081033713183726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/11/ale-remember-curiosity-killed-cat.html' title='Ale, remember: Curiosity killed the cat.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113071744879945345</id><published>2005-10-31T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:10:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting Card.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/HappyHalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN. =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113071744879945345?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113071744879945345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113071744879945345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113071744879945345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113071744879945345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/greeting-card.html' title='Greeting Card.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-113032912453513384</id><published>2005-10-26T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:18:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*tear*</title><content type='html'>My dad emailed me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"anak, am sure you know that we are having some financial difficulties at present and that you understand the situation. weâ€™re now living on a tight budget and have loans left and right. i can no longer afford additional expenses like your cell phone bills and other miscellaneous expenses. your monthly subscription of php300.00 is fine with me but beyond that it's your responsibility. try to be more prudent in your expenses anak. this is only temporary and we still have to adjust to the situation. it is not as bad as it seems. i know you take these things deep in you but please anak, DON'T. as i mentioned earlier, this is only temporary. please understand. i love you. tatay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i have requested equitable credit card to defer all transactions with sun cellular. this means we have to pay your cell phone bill over the counter."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, ang luho ko talaga, ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at St. Paul kanina. Intrams nila e. Met up with Kam, Dean and Kariz. I finally met the ever-famous Kariz Lanting. She's Dean's friend. Hehehe. So anyway, we watched a couple of games and talked. Hehehe. I think Kariz and I clicked. I can just feel it. Hahaha. Guess who's birthday it is today. Dagflammit, I had the guts to actually approach her and greet her a happy birthday despite all the things she said before (Note: It was &lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt; who said &lt;em&gt;"Hindi naman ganyan itsura niyan sa personal e"&lt;/em&gt;. Read my previous entries to find out). While watching the pep squad practice, Kam and I pulled a very dangerous prank on a couple of friends. Hahaha. Alam mo yun? Yung tipong baka magsaksakan sila dahil sa ginawa namin. But it was fun, though, we gotta admit. Even Kariz enjoyed our little prank. Hahaha. Sadista. Rode Mang Solito's bus on the way home. Shux. I missed riding our schoolbus. I miss bullying the kids. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shets. I wish I could be there on Friday. Dun magpe-perform yung SPCP hardcourt. Hrmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-113032912453513384?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/113032912453513384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=113032912453513384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113032912453513384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/113032912453513384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/tear.html' title='*tear*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112944629571817313</id><published>2005-10-22T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:38:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was on an emotional roller coaster the whole month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;October 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAP was hella fun. Well, I din't know anybody in my class (STREET4) but I definitely enjoyed it. One, well, because I can watch the Pep Squad from the SPS Rehearsal Hall. Hahaha. Sayang I din't enroll there. Two, because the routine taught to the class was really fun to dance. The song we danced to was More To Life by Stacie Orrico. Twas fun but really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jopet and I entered our 2nd year and 9th month. Grawr. I love you so much, Baby. I miss you hella lot, too. Hindi pa ulit tayo nagkikita, I need to see you, Baby. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Manila to get shots for our scrapbook in Kaspil. It was really tiring but we got 3/4 of the job done. And we had fun, too. Kilig si Malia and si Cuyeg. To those who know them, alam kong nawe-weirdan kayo pero it's all for the project. Pero mukhang nagkakadevelopan na ata sila. Hahaha. Peace out, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pics are posted at http://aleigna12.multiply.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALIKSIK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I really got something from that recollection. I went to other recollections/retreats before this and got something from them. Pero parang ang laki ng impact sakin nitong recollection na 'to. Para bang dito ko lang nakita yung totoong nararamdaman ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this game that Sir Ric actually wanted us to play. We had to &lt;em&gt;"cross"&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;em&gt;"bridge"&lt;/em&gt; to get to the &lt;em&gt;"safe place"&lt;/em&gt;. The people who stepped out of the &lt;em&gt;"bridge"&lt;/em&gt; or the line &lt;em&gt;"dies"&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;em&gt;"dead"&lt;/em&gt; will not be able to do anything. Sir Ric holds all the elements of the game. Time, space, everything. Objective was to get EVERYONE to the safe place. Basta. The mechanics were quite hard. It was to test our unity as a block. At first, we &lt;em&gt;"crossed"&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;"bridge"&lt;/em&gt;. Some of us &lt;em&gt;"died"&lt;/em&gt; but some were safe. But then, we realized that we cannot save the dead so we decided to go back and &lt;em&gt;"die"&lt;/em&gt; with everyone else. We obviously lost but we rather be &lt;em&gt;"dead"&lt;/em&gt; with everyone than be in the safe place tas merong namatay. Everyone started crying not because we are really going to die but rather, the realization struck: we love our block. There is no denying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic. That was what I think one of the things that really affected me. Everyone got affected. I see that spitting it out to everybody is not an easy task but it should've been said in a nicer way. Everyone got shocked. Everyone has something to say. Ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The pics will be posted at http://aleigna12.multiply.com. I just don't know when I'll have the time to post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in school. Well, except for Sir Delupio planning to fail everyone in the graded recitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Dean and Kam at Starbucks sa Mega. And si Dean, may ginawang alam niyang ikakagalit ko pag nakita ko. So anyway, lakad, bonding and kwentuhan about anything under the sun. The old times. Grawr. So anyway, Kam had to go home early so Dean and I went looking for a place to eat in. Since there was a sale in Mega that time, we ended up looking for a place to eat in Shang. Ate at Tokyo Tokyo. Dean had to go home after so we went back to Mega and I accompanied her to the FX station. Kwentuhan muna while waiting for the FX. &lt;em&gt;"A walk down memory lane"&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. I waited for my mom for three hours after that. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned a surprise for Jaja. It was held at Lelie's flat near Robinson's Manila. It was hella fun. Jaja was speechless when we gave her the surprise. There was even a video presentation for her that Les cam up with a couple of hours before the surprise itself. The cake was hella good and we gave her a new wallet 'cause she lost hers. So anyway, everyone of us, except Lau, started panicking on how we'll get her gift. She was with us all along. But then, we came up with something and eventually, we got her her gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pics at http://aleigna12.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we went back to school to attend the PNPRS lectures for our Philosophy class. The talk was bitchin' boring. But , in the end, when one of the people in the audience (a professor from the University of Illinois) was talking, we started to - honestly - enjoy the talk. He kept on explaining how the professors tend to be boring when giving lectures that's why students don't cooperate in class discussions. He said that the lectures should be as interactive as possible. Di lang dapat puro recitations and stuff. There should be jokes or funny stories injected in the discussions to keep everyone's attention. He also gave some pointers on how students should take down notes. We students, he said, should not be limited to taking down the important things that the professors say. We can put some nonsense doodles in our notes. He also said that the informality of the notes will make the students remember the lecture more. I don't remember what his proof was, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after the talk, Les, Sara, Jaja, Jack and I went back to Leslie's condo to fix ourselves for Lau's debut. It took us quite some time to fix ourselves and the video presentation we made for Lau. I can't remember what time we left for Lau's debut but we did make it, with so much time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cab, Les became emotional. She was saying how her mom can't understand her and all. The rest of us, including the taxi driver, explained her mom's side. What she'd probably say when she hears Les saying all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Valle Verde 4, Lau still wasn't there but a handful of familiar faces were there. The block started to take loads of pictures and I just know it that the other people were beginning to sense what camwhores Lau's blockmates can be. Lau arrived later. I was part of the 18 roses. The 18 roses were supposed to say a little something for Lau. That we did. Nico (My Sherie Amore... or whatever the title is) and Ariane (&lt;strong&gt;Just a smile&lt;/strong&gt;) played/sang songs for Lau. After that, we watched the presentations made for her. One was from us and the other was made by her brother. We were asking her to cry but she can't cry. Why? Because, she said, &lt;em&gt;"Mukha akong tanga sa mga pictures!"&lt;/em&gt;. After the program, everyone danced. Well, at least, me and my blockmates danced. We were asking for Techno songs but Kuya Gerry don't seem to have them. After the whole thing, the block (those who were left) sat in a circle and started singing, chatting and everything. We went home at round midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pics at http://aleigna12.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 17 - 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;KASPIL Scrapbook-making.&lt;br /&gt;Mga panahong nasimot ang laman ng wallet ko.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 21 (pm)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my dad's office to fix up for Kam's debut. He brought me to Savannah Moon in Libis. When I got there, I saw Mars and a couple of Kam's blockmates. Looked for Tanya and Ingga since Kam said they were there na. Sat with them and waited for Krista, Pinky and Lydia. Apparently, we were supposed to wear something that would show who our favorite Hollywood artists are. Dagflammit, only Lydia came in looking like a &lt;em&gt;"star"&lt;/em&gt; (Gwen Stefani). I was part of the Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants. It's like 18 candles without the candles. Hahaha. So anyway, after all the messages, 18 roses came. Shets, ang sweet ng dance nila Kam at Marc. Grawr. So after that, Tanya and her partner (I forgot his name) danced to open the dancefloor. Of course, Trisix nanaman ang nauna sa dancefloor. We pushed (or pulled, rather) some of Kam's blockmates to the dancefloor. They danced too but not as much as we did. Went home after that. Was tempted to join Pinky, Lydia and Krista in Eastwood but I have classes the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pics posted at http://aleigna12.multiply.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112944629571817313?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112944629571817313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112944629571817313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112944629571817313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112944629571817313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-on-emotional-roller-coaster.html' title='I was on an emotional roller coaster the whole month.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112898672596411818</id><published>2005-10-11T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:25:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma be needing the first part for our scrapbook in KASPIL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;START&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Lau, Kim, Cuyeg, Malia, Jill and very yours truly) met up at the South Gate at 'round 1 in the afternoon. The others couldn't come kaya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Insert: I just realized, the date was October 8. ?!@#$%^&amp;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we ate at Pizza Hut when the rain poured. It wasn't that hard, though. We waited for it to stop and went to the shuttles in Moldex (MONDEX, as Cuyeg would call it) to get to Roxas Blvd. The shuttle's driver was fugly annoying. Pwede naman niyang sabihin sa mahinahong paraan. But nooooo. Annoying driver. So anyway, we got off at the CCP complex and we all wanted to go to Star City. Hahaha. Babaw. But then, we realized na next week na pala due yung scrapbook so we crunched ourselves up in one taxi and rode to Manila Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember now what happened when we reached there. Oh, no, but I do. Hahaha. The annoying &lt;em&gt;"bodygurads"&lt;/em&gt; wouldn't let us take pictures of the EXTERIOR of the church. Apparently, the President was there, attending a wedding. We saw the car and saw it's plate: &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. We were all, like, &lt;em&gt;"Andito si GMA?"&lt;/em&gt;. We walked to Bahay Tsinoy next. Annoying place had entrance fees. So anyway, we rushed to somewhere (I don't know any place in Manila... Taft lang and Binondo...Jackie!) to get a film for Kim's cam (Ooh! Anu daw?). We pedicab-raced our way back to Bahay Tsinoy. Only Jill and Lau went inside (Fee's P60 per head). We then moved to San Agustin Church. Another wedding. Bummer. We took pictures of THE FUDOGS (hehe.) and the exterior of the church. Spent the rest of our energy looking for Casa Real which, by the way, is closed down by its owner. Went back to Manila Cathedral hoping to get pictures of the interior. But nooo. May kasalan nanamang nagaganap! So we had no choice but to take pictures outside. Fun experience, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Well, went home teary-eyed. Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the results of our first ALGE101 quiz. I got a low score but fuck it, I din't study for it. I was lucky. Hahaha. So anyway, the highlight of my day was PETEAMS. Gadammeeet, I have loved PE since forever. I loved every part of it. We are having Volleyball in PETEAMS this term. So you can guess how much I enjoy every Monday of my 2nd term. So anyway, I really don't know how to spike. Sir Olarte taught me how...though I still don't get it. Hahaha. Idol ko nga si Kizia and si Martin e. Woohoo! Galing! We had a mock match. Kalaban namin sila Cuyeg. The guy's a spiker, man, I tell you. I always happen to catch all his spikes and that made my hand fuckin' numb after the game. We won, though. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim had a tummyache in the middle of the &lt;em&gt;"spiking exercise"&lt;/em&gt;. She called me her &lt;em&gt;"asawa"&lt;/em&gt; because I was there with her when her tummy was aching. Hahaha. Wala lang. It was nothing, Kim! Anything for Darna! Wahoop! Anu daw? Hahaha. Love you mats, Kim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santugon&lt;/strong&gt; Week is here!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear Yellow-Blue-Yellow-White-Yellow this week, from Monday to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of Activities:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;1210 Mass at PGP Chapel Sponsored by Santugon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;LEAP, 6 Classes sponsored by Santugon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Ubreak Concert featuring Firelane, Fahrenheit, and Fire Place Letters and the Santugon Star Search Candidates &lt;br /&gt;6pm Family Day at Sports Plaza! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;1-3pm Forum on the GMA Crisis with National Union of Students of the Philippines, Y408-409&lt;br /&gt;6-10pm Comedy Night..Rated XX (The Santugon Comedy Show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;7pm Party at MDC at the Fort! P150 Including drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;**From the Santugon Yahoo! Groups.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to go to my LEAP class. I enrolled in STREET4 (Street Dancing). Woohoo! I don't know anybody there but what the heck? I know that I'll enjoy the class and meet loads and tons of new friends. Ooh. Parang Candy mag ang dating. Hahaha. So anyway, I need to go. I'll meet up with my groupmates in KASPIL pa e. LEAP in 6 hours! Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112898672596411818?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112898672596411818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112898672596411818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112898672596411818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112898672596411818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/imma-be-needing-first-part-for-our.html' title='Imma be needing the first part for our scrapbook in KASPIL.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112860279058260604</id><published>2005-10-06T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:46:30.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahatulan na ang Green Archers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;IT'S &lt;strong&gt;YEO&lt;/strong&gt; TIME!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was definitely Paffy Yeo's time. Hehe. Angas niya, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we lost a very tight game (73-71), I saw that the team did their best. It was a slow start but they picked up when second half approached. We lost by 2 points which was kindov disappointing considering na La Salle took a 9-point lead in the 3rd quarter. But oh well. Like they say, all's fair in love and war. And basketball is definitely a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe na I actually lost my apetite after the game? Wala lang. Hahaha. And nawalan na rin ako ng gana mag-aral for ALGE101 tomorrow that's why I'm updating. Shet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Jopet while watching Game 2. Heh. Wala lang. He kept on teasing me na FEU will win. Turns out he's right. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling him how my cousin Lem (yes, a guy) loves Joseph Yeo and how he asked me to tell Yeo if ever I see him in school how much he loves him. And ang gwapo daw niya. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was here around lunchtime and he went home in the middle of the 4th quarter. I asked him to stay until he finishes the game but he had to go. So yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been happening in school now and I can't seem to think of anything to blog about. One thing's for sure, though. Some friendships are going to waste. Depressing? Hah. Wait till you hear the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Marasigan (INSTUDI) said somthing a couple of meetings ago that made me look at a friend of mine and go into my &lt;em&gt;Black Darna&lt;/em&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kung gagawa ka rin lang ng kalokohan, siguraduhin mo nang hindi ka mahuhuli.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112860279058260604?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112860279058260604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112860279058260604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112860279058260604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112860279058260604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/nahatulan-na-ang-green-archers.html' title='Nahatulan na ang Green Archers.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112851714029652146</id><published>2005-10-05T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T20:59:00.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DLSU-FEU Finals: Game 2... Judgement Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/FEU.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.greenarcher.net"&gt;http://www.greenarcher.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/DefyTheImpossible.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of BNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-L-S-U, ANIMO LA SALLE!&lt;br /&gt;D-L-S-U ARCHERS!&lt;br /&gt;L-A-S-A-L-L-E, LA SALLE, RAH!&lt;br /&gt;REKTIKANO RAH!&lt;br /&gt;BOO-MA-KAYA! DI-MA-KAGIWA!&lt;br /&gt;GO LA SALLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMP UP THE ANIMO! Let's support the players! There's a live broadcast of the game in the Central Plaza at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Too bad, I can't be there in Araneta. ='c&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112851714029652146?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112851714029652146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112851714029652146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112851714029652146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112851714029652146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/10/dlsu-feu-finals-game-2-judgement-day.html' title='DLSU-FEU Finals: Game 2... Judgement Day.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112809572418873124</id><published>2005-09-30T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:55:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A September to Remember...</title><content type='html'>This September is probably one of the best months of this year. Not only was this a start of a new and better (I think) term, it also is the September that cradles the best birthday &lt;em&gt;"party"&lt;/em&gt; I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, I didn't get to post what happened that day. My September 15 started out pretty normal. Well, there were the greetings and all. I came in late for our ARTSCHE class and everyone was greeting me and Caresse gave me her gift. It was really weird and fun at the same time. Hahaha. So, anyway, after ARTSCHE, a bunch of my friends (Lau, Cuyeg, Kim, Tracy) went to &lt;em&gt;"photocopy"&lt;/em&gt; things. We (the bunch that were left) went to the Yuchengco lobby but due to my hungry-ness, we ended up in SPS. Then, suddenly, someone called Sara. She said it was for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ale: &lt;em&gt;Hello?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other line: &lt;em&gt;Uh, hello? Is this Ale?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ale: &lt;em&gt;Uh, yeah. Sino 'to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other line: &lt;em&gt;This is Usher Raymonds&lt;/em&gt; (Hahaha. Comedy, Raymonds! Ang dami pala! Nakaintindi pa ng tagalog, akalain mo yun). &lt;em&gt;A friend of yours called me and told me it was your birthday so I decided to call you myself. Justin Timberlake's here and wanted to greet you as well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ale to Toni: &lt;em&gt;Si Nico 'to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's when they played JT and Snoop Dogg's song. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was playing, they entered the place and started singing &lt;em&gt;"Happy Birthday"&lt;/em&gt;. It was really sweet. They gave me the cake (chocolate mousse!) and a huge card that says &lt;em&gt;"Happy birthday to a true &lt;strong&gt;ANGEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (thanks, Lau! Hahaha.) &lt;em&gt;from above..."&lt;/em&gt;  They also handed their gift to me and told me that the guards in both the MRT and LRT had opened it thinking it was a bomb. Cute pa naman nung wrapper. Disney princesses. So anyway, their gift was a bright red pair of Chuck Taylor that Cuyeg and I were joking about the start of the first term. Everyone chipped in daw para mabili nila. Low budget. Hehehe. Pero okay lang. It was more than ok. A basta, I can't explain how I felt that time. Super saya. We ended up eating the cake after ENGLTWO. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After classes, I went to meet up with Jopet. He was wearing that black polo that I love. Hehe. So, anyway, we talked a while. Landian ng konti. Hahaha. Then he said he needed to go to the men's room so I waited for him. When he came back, he sat right next to me, held out my hand, kissed it and placed a ring on it and said &lt;em&gt;"Happy birthday, baby"&lt;/em&gt;. I got really kilig when he did that. I hugged him tight. Wala lang. Kilig e. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was my September 15. Hehehe. Shinare ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kiara's debut last Saturday. My hair was curled and I was wearing a semi-formal tube top and slacks (which I begged Kiara na isuot ko kasi I don't have any cocktail dress. I'm more of the rugged type so...) and a very big pair of earrings. Apparently, she made me one of her 18 candles/treasures and I din't know anything about it so I ended up having a spontaneous &lt;em&gt;"speech"&lt;/em&gt; which I'm not &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; good at. Bonding with Sam and Yano and nakipagkulitan ng konti kay Martin (Kiars' guy bestfriend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the debut, we went to Starbucks to grab some coffee. Well, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; grabbed some coffee. Coffee is not for me ANYMORE. Fuckin' vertigo attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we organized a surprise party for Jackie. It ALMOST didn't push through because she had somewhere to go to. Good thing Kaymee got a hold of Jackie's cousin's number. Lau and Jaja asked a small favor from the cousin na wag muna siya paalisin. We bought her a picture frame that had our pictures (na muntik pa kaming mapaaway ni Kim) on it, a Hello Kitty &lt;em&gt;"Happy Birthday"&lt;/em&gt; banner and a chocolate cake. We took the LRT and a pedicab ride to get to Jackie's place in Tondo. When we went up the apartment, the guy in charge of the security of the place was supposed to call their place to let them know we were coming uo but we begged him not to. We surprised Jackie by singing Happy Birthday in Chinese and looking like Pucca when she opened the door. I swear I saw tears in her eyes. So anyway, we ended up eating up the cake but not finishing it and going home early kasi nga may lakad sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride back home was kinda uncomfortable. Not only were there a lot of people in the train but a lot of issues as well. Let's just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an exposure trip tomorrow for NSTP, I should turn in now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112809572418873124?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112809572418873124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112809572418873124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112809572418873124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112809572418873124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-to-remember.html' title='A September to Remember...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112752955776763006</id><published>2005-09-24T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:39:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Four: DLSU vs. ATENEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/LaSalle-Ateneo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenarcher.net"&gt;http://www.greenarcher.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Again, this is a MUST WIN game we can’t afford to lose any game going in the Final Four and hopefully up to the finals series. Please show your support by coming out in full &lt;font color="green"&gt;ANIMO&lt;/font&gt; force! Let’s show the &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Ateneo Sixth Man&lt;/font&gt; that nothing beats our &lt;font color="green"&gt;ANIMO&lt;/font&gt; and let’s be there to (still) remind the board that the more they try to pull us down the harder we fight! Wear your &lt;font color="green"&gt;DLSU/Archer&lt;/font&gt; stuff and remember, cheer like there’s no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;PUMP UP THE &lt;strong&gt;ANIMO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;KEEP THE FAITH.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;**College of Business and Economics&lt;br /&gt;BNE 2006&lt;br /&gt;Batch Assemble 2005-2006&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112752955776763006?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112752955776763006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112752955776763006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112752955776763006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112752955776763006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/09/final-four-dlsu-vs-ateneo.html' title='Final Four: DLSU vs. ATENEO'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112701234456307125</id><published>2005-09-18T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T10:59:04.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill's Gig @ Eastwood (My Post-Birthday Party).</title><content type='html'>Pix posted at &lt;a href="http://aleigna12.multiply.com/photos/album/15"&gt;http://aleigna12.multiply.com/photos/album/15&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSTP was a total bore. The orientation, I think, was a total waste of precious time. I mean, duh? Saturday's the only day I get to really sleep. But now, I won't have that time anymore, would I? Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, after the NSTP &lt;em&gt;"orientation"&lt;/em&gt;, camwhore! Thanks to Caresse who brought along with her a cam. Hehehehe. Commarts students are such camwhores. Well, at least LR-19 students are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. After taking loads of pictures, we (me, Lau, Jaja, Sara and Caresse) went to my house to eat and fix up. Oh good God, we gave Lau a make-over. Pucha, Babes, dapat ganun ka lang lagi. Hehehe. I'm not going to post her pic here na lang. Well, not now because I don't know if Caresse uploaded her pics already. Hehehe. So there. Waited for Jopet, Gino and Eloi for a couple of minutes. When they arrived, we ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Eastwood after dinner. We (me, Jopet, Gino, Eloi, Lau, Jaja, Sara and Caresse) met up with Cuyeg, Sudoy and Jason near the fountain. Camwhore, as usual. Gino and Eloi went somewhere else. The rest of us watched Jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa lang masasabi ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;JILL ROCKED!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jill's set, Jopet and I wandered around a bit. Went back to Seattle's Best at 12-something to meet up with the rest of them. We had to bring Lau home at 12am. But we din't. I just don't know if t'was okay with her parents that we went home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaja and Sara slept here. Yeah, I know. Usually, in sleepovers, nobody sleeps. In our case, the moment we lied down, ayun, tulog. Hahaha. They went home this morning and now, I'm home alone. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something came up last night. I just hope they're okay. But then, as I've heard, they're okay. Na-shock lang. Haiii. Felt guilty 'cause I wasn't there. Hrmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lau Babes, ang ganda mo kagabi, super. Bagay sa'yo mga ganun, swear. Hehehe. It all started with the hoop earrings... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kam, thanks. :D You don't need to make an entry for me. Hehehehe. Love you, man! Miss you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ganda, pa-upload nung pics, ok? Hehehe. And yung earrings ko nga pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Guys, I really hope your okay. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Baby Boy, I love you so much. Thanks for everything. Oh, you know everything I'll say here. Basta, I love you. Miss na agad kita. Sana makasama na kita ulit. &lt;em&gt;*mwahugtyt*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112701234456307125?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112701234456307125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112701234456307125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112701234456307125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112701234456307125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/09/jills-gig-eastwood-my-post-birthday.html' title='Jill&apos;s Gig @ Eastwood (My Post-Birthday Party).'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112615149560893882</id><published>2005-09-08T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:51:35.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people never fail to amaze me...</title><content type='html'>What's with the title? Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jopet, Gino and Eloi picked me up at 2-ish. We were supposed to go to Araneta to watch the cheerdancing chenes of NCAA but we had to go to GMA at 3pm for Gino's report. We went there and waited for a while in the Jamboree entrance, as Gino's cousin would say. Went to this place called New Media Inc. The girl they interviewed kept on saying that they're &lt;em&gt;"GMA7's subsidiary"&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, I din't really hear anything the girl would say except that they're &lt;em&gt;"GMA7's subsidiary"&lt;/em&gt; so I couldn't care less. Plus, I don't really like GMA7. I think that's the main reason why I din't listen to her in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, we went to Shang, since the NCAA was probably through when we got to EDSA. Twas traffic e. Ate at KFC. Bonding. Kwentuhan. Twas fun. :D I mean, even if I only got to know those two for a while, I really got along with them right away. Especially Gino. I mean, I'm still warming up to Eloi. But we'll get there. I just know it. If the two of us have a thing in common, it'll probably be the fact that we both love the camera...and the camera loves us. Hahahaha. Kaya I think that we'll get along well. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after eating, we went to Mega. Eloi needed her hair cut. While waiting for her, the three of us sat and took some pics before the cam ran out of batteries. But then, there was my phone. Camwhores! Hahaha. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I love those three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112615149560893882?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112615149560893882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112615149560893882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112615149560893882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112615149560893882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-people-never-fail-to-amaze-me.html' title='Some people never fail to amaze me...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112598300702279168</id><published>2005-09-06T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:11:37.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating... Caution: PICTURE OVERLOAD.</title><content type='html'>Okay... If anything, this term break turned out to be more boring than summer. I have no one to talk to because everyone has classes. Well, except for La Salle. But then again... wala lang. And nobody's texting me. Okay, there were the forwarded messages and I'm thankful for that. At least my phone beeps once in a while. Good thing I only have to wait for less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another batchmate (from St. Paul and La Salle) of mine died last August 27 of heartattack. Charmie Garcia (+),may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two deaths in 7 months? That's a lot to take for my batch, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, all these e-mails and Friendster messages won't stop, will it? Hai nako. Stop it already 'cause it won't happen, ya hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last September 3, I went to one of the most annoying family days in St. Paul. It was my sister's family day. I met up with Patti (Love you lots, honey!) and started the whole bonding thing again. (FYI: Patti is one of my closest friends) God, I missed her. Anyway, after talking for what seemed like 2 minutes (Time flies when you're having fun. ;p), we went back to our own families. Hahaha. Weird thing about their family day is that their batch is not together while celebrating it. I mean, your batch is somewhat your family, right? So anyway, there was this girl in Patrizia's class who's a part of a TV show in RPN 9. I think it's called Tara Lets or something like that. They decided to shoot this week's segment in (drumroll, please?) St. Paul College, Pasig. What are they, nuts? A news team last 2001 can't even get a pass to go up there and cover a weird epidemic. Yeah, the one that they had to close school for a week. LSGH allowed media people to go in. Hrmmmm. Let's just say that St. Paul Sisters are not used to expose their facilities and students through media. So, anyhow, they had this McDonald's theme. Which I totally DIDN'T enjoy, which is kindov weird because I love McDo. So there. My bro and I took the camera out and started taking random shots. Hah. Bonding time with Bro, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots we took out of sheer boredom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my brother texting. That's when the madness started. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, my dad and my mom. They were watching the parlor games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my bro and me. It's blurry. Adds up to the drama. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro took that. Were at the Rock Garden in the gradeschool building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the corridor of the first floor of gradeschool building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this. That guy we don't know. Hahaha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Anne Curtis was there and I swear she looks prettier in person and without the make-up. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Family Day, we went home to change and went to Pier 1 in The Fort to meet up with my titos and titas. It was my cousin Lem's birthday. Cuyeg said that Joy saw me there but I never saw her. Grawr. Anyway, we ate and we talked about loads of stuff. It's weird kasi we always talk about the same thing everytime we get together but we don't get tired of it. Kuya said that Aimei was supposed to be there. Sayang, she wasn't I wanted to meet her pa naman. After eating, we decided to go to Strumms in Makati. When we arrived there, Nyoy was playing. I asked him to greet my cousin. Hehe. Anyway, my titas were sort of shocked when they heard Nyoy tell me something. Hehehe. That was very nice of him daw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pics that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Kuya Greg, my mom, my Cuz, me, my Bro, my dad, Ate Ly and Ate Lizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, Ate Ly and Ate Lizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my mom, Kuya, me, Nyoy, Ate Ly and Ate Lizza.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jopet and Gino were here. Wala lang. Hehehehe. I missed the two of them. Hehe. Gino had to go home right away. Jopet stayed for a while. Hungout a bit and then he went home at 'round 6 because he had a migraine. Grawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to all mah people. (Anu daw?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lau Babes, di na natuloy yung ating EK. Pero pwede pa. Go na, please? Batong-bato na ako dito. Hehehe. Miss you, Babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Baby Boy, nagsasawa na ako sa mga nanggugulo sa'tin. Grawr. Pero alam mo namang hindi ako ulit bibitaw, diba? Hindi nila tayo masisira. Grawr. I miss you, Honey. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, Y2 made me Comm. Rep. of the Batch Assembly. Wala lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112598300702279168?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112598300702279168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112598300702279168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112598300702279168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112598300702279168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/09/updating-caution-picture-overload.html' title='Updating... Caution: PICTURE OVERLOAD.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112494003970077905</id><published>2005-08-25T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:20:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of my Term Break.</title><content type='html'>Okay. I missed blogging. I didn't update for what seemed like a year. Demmet. It's kinda weird, considering I update all the time before. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened for the passed days, weeks, months even. A lot has happened to me, to me and Jopet, to my blockmates. Some good, some bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All August 20.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I was chosen by Sir Ronda to dance in the culminating activity for PEDANCE last August 20. It was a really fun experience. I mean, I never get to do that in St. Paul. Okay, Ale, move on. Anyway, Jino is the best dancer, ever! Nice dancing with you, partner! Uh, for the pics, go to &lt;a href="http://aleigna12.multiply.com/photos/album/10"&gt;http://aleigna12.multiply.com/photos/album/10&lt;/a&gt;. Some video clips are also uploaded, so if you want, you can watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that came up was I got to hangout with Jopet's Mapua friends, Gino and Eloi. They are great people, I tell you. Hahaha. Anyway, Gino is Jopet's bestfriend. They go way back in fourth grade. Wala lang. Shinare ko lang naman, ano naman sa'yo? Hahaha. Eloi, on the other hand, was Jopet's blockmate nung first year. And now, Jopet's bestfriend and blockmate are going out. Hehehe. Naging sila lang nung August 20 din. Hehehe. The four of us went out last August 20, too, after my presentation for PEDANCE. Wala lang, bonding. Then went out again yesterday (August 23, 2005).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that happened that same August 20 was the rushed Anthropology final exam. Jaja and I had, like, 2 hours to finish that test before we had to run back to the Sports Com. So along with Lau, Cuyeg, Tracy, Sara and Nico (who wasn't really our blockmate so he din't have to take it), we went to Goks and answered it. Annoying test, it was composed of 17 essay questions. Good thing test was to be e-mailed to our prof, kundi, mamamatay ako dun no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something came up yesterday when I was with Jopet, Gino and Eloi. I was crying so hard, it was soooo embarrassing to them. Worst part is, they can't make me stop crying. But I stopped, eventually. I talked to them and they knocked some sense into me. Seemed to loose it when I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you witnessed the bumps that Jopet and I had to go through. The girls, the boys, the parents, the grandparents, everything. Some were even there the day after we broke up, September 18, 2003. You've seen how inseparable we are ever since. Now, there are new people who are trying to come between us. People who are taking the challenge of breaking the two of us apart. All I can say is, we've been there. The &lt;em&gt;"long-lost girlfriend"&lt;/em&gt; (Yea, kinda dumb. She called herself that.), the &lt;strong&gt;assumptions&lt;/strong&gt;, the ex-girlfriend, the &lt;strong&gt;person who forced me to actually break up with him&lt;/strong&gt;, the weird phonecalls, the annoying text messages, lahat. Walang nagawa yung mga yun, diba? Ngayon, &lt;em&gt;"History's repeating itself"&lt;/em&gt;. I'll tell you time and again. &lt;strong&gt;No one will ever come between the two of us.&lt;/strong&gt; You're just wasting your time, trying to break us up. I love him and I'm absolutely sure he loves me. There's nothing you can do about it, ya hear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112494003970077905?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112494003970077905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112494003970077905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112494003970077905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112494003970077905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/08/start-of-my-term-break.html' title='Start of my Term Break.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112400737934409945</id><published>2005-08-14T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T16:16:19.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mt. Banahaw Trek pt. 2 (For me...)</title><content type='html'>First of all, &lt;strong&gt;KUNG DI KA MANINIWALA SA MGA SASABIHIN KO DITO (OR GUSTO MO LANG AKO BWISITIN), DON'T VISIT AT ALL, OKAY? THANKYOUVERYMUCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the trip now to Banahaw was far too much better than that of last year. I'm sorry I have to say that. The trek up to Kalbaryo was not all that tiring compared to last year...and not too annoying, too. I got to sing inside the Husgado - which was NOT the place to sing, considering all the stories I've heard about it. Oh well, I got out without any wounds, so I think that's fine. The tambay in Presentasyon was better, too. The bus ride was ayt, I think. More jokes (c/o Lau and Kuya William) and ghost stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost story that I got freaked out the most (I freaked out in each and every single sotry - except the one that dind't seem to make any sense) was the story of the UPCAT. Kuya William wasn't sure of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Test Seat Number 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this certain year wherein the person who was answering in seat number 39 died while taking the UPCAT. He finished numbers 1-100. The following year, the one who should take that seat didn't arrive and so did the one the year after. The admin took notice and they decided to take seat 39 off. The next year, the person who should take seats number 29, 37, 38 and 40 didn't arrive. The admin decided to put seat number 39 back, so as not to loose 4 possible enrollees. The year that they put it back, the person who was to take it arrived but answered ONLY numbers 101-200.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That story plus the darkness inside and outside the bus = Ale, freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it! Kahit mababa magbigay ng grade yung prof na yun, excempted ako sa finals niya! Wahoop! Buti na lang. Pwede ko nang HINDI makita mukha niya this week. THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ganda! Yung faci namin kahapon kamukha ni ******* mo! Hehehe. With the cap and all. Sayang, di ka sumama, ang saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wey, ganda ng blog mo! Wala lang. Hehehe. Naaaliw ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baby Boy, I hope you're doing much better now... and you WON'T get braces. Wala lang. I'm sorry I'm not there to actually take care of you. I miss you so much. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112400737934409945?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112400737934409945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112400737934409945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112400737934409945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112400737934409945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/08/mt-banahaw-trek-pt-2-for-me.html' title='The Mt. Banahaw Trek pt. 2 (For me...)'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112306076896076852</id><published>2005-08-03T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:19:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I'm born to dance...</title><content type='html'>Oo na, makapal na mukha. Pero first, DLSU Streetdance. Now, my prof in PEDANCE wanted me, along with 3 more chosen blockmates, to dance in an invitational assembly on August 20. The special guest? The President of DLSU. Of course, yung sasayawin ko on August 20 is far too different from streetdance. I'mma dance BALLROOM! Hahaha. Thank you, Tanya! Hehehe. We (Jino, Ja, Dhi and very yours truly) will dance Rhumba, Jive and Swing. My partner would be Jino while Ja and Dhi pairs up with the two guys in Bingo's (...) block. Grawr. Nangareer? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. A lot has happened but I can't seem to think of anything to put here. Wala lang. Hahaha. But one thing I know. I'm enjoying La Salle! =D (Kahit binagsak ng pesteng CRITHIN prof ko yung midterm grade ko.) Thanks to LR19 and Santugon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm really sorry about last week. Sana wag na maulit, though I doubt it. Grawr. Walang iwanan, ha, Bhe? And wag mo akong sindakin, please? Nakakatakot ka kasi talaga e. Open your mail, I sent you something. Matatawa ka, promise. Hehehe. I love you so much, Bhe. Miss na miss na kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112306076896076852?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112306076896076852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112306076896076852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112306076896076852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112306076896076852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/08/maybe-im-born-to-dance.html' title='Maybe I&apos;m born to dance...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112237180144120044</id><published>2005-07-26T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:56:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's the last day of campaign...</title><content type='html'>Damn. Kahit na hindi ako umaatend ng meetings ng &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Santugon&lt;/font&gt; pag gabi, I'll still miss everything. The RTRs, the PTPCs, mga tambay sa empty classrooms, makita ang mga candidates na maraming kausap, lahat! Yea, mahal ko na ang &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Santugon&lt;/font&gt;. Kahit na maraming bumabatikos (ooh!) sa kakayahan ng mga kandidato, &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;DERECHO PARIN AKO&lt;/font&gt;. I know that each candidate in this party CAN and definitely WILL make a change. Yeah, yeah, I know it's too early to tell. But I've been with these people (Medyo lang and hindi kami close. Hehehe) and I know that they're concerned with what's happening...and they're fun to be with. Yun na yun e. They want to be involved and they're fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hindi na mawawala yung mga taong naninira. It's part of politics. Pero I really think na hindi nila dapat ginagawa yun. I mean, if you don't want the candidate, don't vote him/her. If you don't believe in their principles, don't vote them. Wala lang. I just find it really annoying. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isa lang naman ang gusto kong sabihin e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;DERECHO SANTUGON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Sa tawag ng panahon, IISA ANG TUGON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sorry na kung masyado ko mahal ang Santugon family ko.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Les, the pics, ha? &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ganda, thanks for &lt;strong&gt;you-know-what&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babes (Lau), miss na kita! Di na tayo nagbobonding! After ng elections, bonding ulit tayo. Sorry na, nangangareer ng Santugon. Di kasi ako sumisipot dati e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Baby Jopet, mahal na mahal po kita. Uh, magkikita ba tayo this week? Miss na kita e. Hrmmm. I love you so much, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112237180144120044?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112237180144120044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112237180144120044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112237180144120044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112237180144120044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/todays-last-day-of-campaign.html' title='Today&apos;s the last day of campaign...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112208167650893347</id><published>2005-07-23T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T20:01:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all CLA Froshies...</title><content type='html'>Good morning, batchmates! I'm &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Aleigna Tejada&lt;/font&gt; from &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Partido&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Santugon&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="blue"&gt;sa Tawag ng Panahon&lt;/font&gt; and I'm here to present to you OUR best bets and YOUR best bets for the upcoming Student Council freshmen elections, FAST 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/FAST2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo, Y2k, Niko and Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BINGO MANAHAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y2K VILLANUEVA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;BATCH&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;REPRESENTATIVES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIKO DE CASTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IAN MARASIGAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;LEGISLATIVE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;ASSEMBLY&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="blue"&gt;REPRESENTATIVES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya't sa darating na July 27, 28 and 29, that's a Wednesday, a Thursday and a Friday, from 9am to 5pm, &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DERE-DERECHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; lang po sa 4th floor, Miguel Lobby, para bumoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't just exercise your right to vote, &lt;strong&gt;MAXIMIZE IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tandaan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;MANAHAN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;VILLANUEVA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;DE CASTRO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;MARASIGAN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBOTO! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;DERECHO&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;SANTUGON&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;SA TAWAG NG PANAHON, IISA ANG TUGON.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112208167650893347?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112208167650893347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112208167650893347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112208167650893347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112208167650893347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-all-cla-froshies.html' title='To all CLA Froshies...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112153338802470926</id><published>2005-07-17T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:03:08.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! Ika nga ni Lau, NEXT LEVEL NA ITO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;NIRE-RECRUIT AKO NG DLSU STREETDANCE! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were practicing kasi yung Finale part ng Dance-A-Parable thing sa Yuchengco lobby yesterday. There were this two guys who were watching us. Turned out, they were Toni's friends from GMG and DLSU Streetdance (if I remember correctly). They were asking why Clarence and I din't try-out for the Streetdance group. Toni gave Clarence and I their numbers and them our numbers. Para if ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I still don't know if Imma audition. Wala lang. Baka mas demanding pa sa Santugon yan, e ayun. Baka mahirapan ako mag-maintain ng studies. But then again, sayang din yun. I get to dance sa mga occassions sa La Salle and all that jazz. I never auditioned for anything na may sayaw-sayaw nung highschool sa St. Paul kasi nahihiya ako ng sobra. I will NOT let this pass. La Salle na ito, mga tsong! Next level na nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, DANCE-A-PARABLE AND THANK YOU, SISTER PINKY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what the best part is?: &lt;strong&gt;MY BABY JOPET'S PROUD OF ME. :D&lt;/strong&gt; I love you, Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112153338802470926?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112153338802470926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112153338802470926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112153338802470926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112153338802470926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/omg-ika-nga-ni-lau-next-level-na-ito.html' title='OMG! Ika nga ni Lau, NEXT LEVEL NA ITO!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112147883543825915</id><published>2005-07-16T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T09:53:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP IT ALREADY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN IT, CAN YOU STOP IT ALREADY? IT ANNOYS THE HELL OUT OF ME. PWEDE BA, PIGILAN MO SARILI MO. AYOKO KASING PINAPARINGGAN AKO! STOP THE &lt;em&gt;"SPECIAL"&lt;/em&gt; MENTIONS, WILL YAH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Naiinis lang kasi talaga ako. Okay na nga e, wag nang umabuso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to go to school today. We have this Dance-A-Parable thing that we have to shoot on Monday. I'm part of the finale daw. We're practicing it practically the whole week. Roy (Jopet's cousin) even saw me and was, like, &lt;em&gt;"Ale, galing sumayaw, ha?"&lt;/em&gt;. Siete, nakakahiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go. Dance-A-Parable awaits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112147883543825915?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112147883543825915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112147883543825915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112147883543825915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112147883543825915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/stop-it-already.html' title='&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;STOP IT ALREADY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112118091769730462</id><published>2005-07-12T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T23:08:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 1/2 Years... STILL COUNTING. :D</title><content type='html'>Yep. My Baby Jopet and me are celebrating our 28th month anniversary today. My blockmates were amazed when they learned that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/PetAle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;BABY JOPET TABA...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love you, right? Well, what you know is still half of everything. Kasi mahal kita more than words could actually say. You complete my everyday. You complete my life. You complete me. I don't know what I did pero God gave you to me and I'm so grateful. You've been the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have been busy these past few months pero you should know that I really find time to text you, even just to say &lt;em&gt;"hi"&lt;/em&gt;. I know it's hard. Not having enough time for each other, I mean. Wala lang. Pero I really find time. Hah, you should've seen me sa train kanina. I din't know what to do. T'was past 7, andun pa kami. I was scared. Wala lang. Alam mo namang takot ako sa'yo, diba? I mean, nakakatakot ka magalit or magtampo or the like. Hehehe. Basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through a lot. From breakups (isa lang naman...) to arguing over remote control (in which case I win...all the time. Hehehe.), we've been through it. Basta. Marami yun, you know well, too. I know. &lt;em&gt;*ehem ehem*&lt;/em&gt; Hindi pa lahat but I'm sure na we'll be able to overcome everything. Duh, we stood the test of time... and proximity. There can't be anything worse than that. Death, probably. Oh no! &lt;em&gt;*knocks on wood 3 times*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having you is having everything I ever wanted. I've never expected to come across a guy who would change the way I'd look at men. You know how I was when you first met me: A MAN-HATER. But then, you came. Nabago ang lahat. I then realized that not all guys are gago. Not all of them break their promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for allowing me to watch my Nickelodeon when we both know for a fact that a game's on sa NCAA/PBA/UAAP (na hindi La Salle games).&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for buying Tostillas and Mr. Chips and Coke and Hello whenever we eat pag summer.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me your jerseys, kahit na alam kong mahal na mahal mo yung mga yun.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me flowers and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waiting for me in the wee hours in the morning...dati. Hindi na natin magawa e.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to my none sense blabs.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waiting for me for 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for putting up to my weird behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for understanding every word I say.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me strong.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my source of strength.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for treating me like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my Baby.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I LOVE YOU, BABY. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112118091769730462?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112118091769730462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112118091769730462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112118091769730462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112118091769730462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/2-12-years-still-counting-d.html' title='2 1/2 Years... STILL COUNTING. :D'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112087379738715491</id><published>2005-07-09T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T09:50:00.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demmet.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I hate myself for blog-hopping. Demmet, I get totally depressed after going to some blogs. Wala lang. Nadedepress lang ako. So, to save myself from further depression, hindi ko na lang pupuntahan yung mga blogs na nakakadepress sakin...Even if I wanted to know more about their lives now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;**********&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putek, I din't have to post that. But then again, akin naman 'to, so, walang problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;**********&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to tomorrow's game! Yahooray! To my blockmates who are actually going, LR19's going to meet in G4, sa foodcourt. I don't know how the hell we'll fit in Kim's car (kung siya lang magdadala ng car), so goodluck na lang sa ating lahat. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wey pumped up, even more, the Animo spirit in me when he started chanting the La Salle cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="GREEN"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"D-L-S-U, Animo La Salle!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"D-L-S-U, Archers!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"L-A-S-A-L-L-E, La Salle, Rah!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Animo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm so excited for tomorrow! &lt;strong&gt;MY FIRST UAAP GAME.&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;**********&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new song for Ja, c/o Nathan. Sorry for posting this, pretty girl. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;font size="5"&gt;PRESIDENT NG&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Santugon &lt;/font&gt;*whispers*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. LSS namin yan kahapon. We were even singing it when we passed by the SJ Tambayan. With dance steps pa yan, ha? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;**********&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLER BACK, GIRL! (Or guy, whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Nique, na sa'yo pa ba yung invitation ni Nikki? Heh. If yes, paki bigay kay Kuya and ask him to give it to Jopet. Please? Thanks, Tweenie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Nathan, pics, please? Pati pala CDs ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lauren Anna, makakasama ka ba bukas? Wala lang. Tanong lang. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Baby, I love you so much, alam mo ba yun? Wala lang. I just want the whole world to know that you're the best thing that ever happened to me and how much I love you. Thanks for everything. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112087379738715491?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112087379738715491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112087379738715491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112087379738715491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112087379738715491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/demmet.html' title='Demmet.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112073122147184401</id><published>2005-07-07T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:13:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lau, I promised you this post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;I hate those people who don't f*ckin' mind their own business. Godammit, the hell you care if I'm sleepy all the time? The hell you care if I talk about my problems in a bar? The hell you care if I wear my watch in my left wrist? Damn. &lt;strong&gt;Go. Fuck. Someone. Else's. Ass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate people who make parinig. Hello? I'm right here! I can hear every word you say, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I hate is the fact that other people pretend to be something they're not just to fit in. Even if in reality, the clique they want to be in doesn't want them. Damn, I laughed so hard when I learned what THEY did to HIM last Saturday. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godammit, I'm soooooo pissed off today. The reason? Hindi pa lahat yan and I'm not going to post the whole thing to save some people their humiliation. Pero if they're &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; going to stop, damn, I'mma spit it to their faces.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112073122147184401?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112073122147184401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112073122147184401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112073122147184401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112073122147184401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/lau-i-promised-you-this-post.html' title='Lau, I promised you this post.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-112065086803425511</id><published>2005-07-06T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T19:54:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>Jopet was here kani-kanina lang. Yahooray! In fairness, once a week na kami nagkikita ngayon. Wala lang. Deng. So damned happy. Kahit siguro super saglit ko lang siya makasama, I'm ok na. Hehehe. I love you so much, Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being the bums that we are, we just sat there, talked to each other as if we haven't been talking to each other in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me &lt;strong&gt;THE BITCH's&lt;/strong&gt; payment. Binili ng (excuse the word) put*ngina yung 6210 ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I was with my Baby kanina, I wasn't able to be in the Pep Rally in UBreak kanina... Which is fine. ALMOST everyone in our block din't go so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tickets for July 10's Ateneo-La Salle game was available this morning sa Yuchengco. Demmet. I heard Nathan and Wey were cut in line when they actually got to the table. Demmet talaga. And when I learned na 1 ID's entitled to only 1 ticket now (Thanks, Lian!), I got pissed off. Wala lang. Sayang kasi yung chance, diba? I mean, if I get to avail of two tickets using my ID, I could bring my Bro along, diba? Gusto pa naman niya manood. Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really blog-worthy. I bumped into someone last week. She prolly thought I was gonna greet her or something, she almost gave me that &lt;em&gt;Hey-demmet-Ale-La-Salle-ka-pala&lt;/em&gt; smile. But when I saw her face, all the resentment came back and all I did was stare at her with that look of hatred and laughed so hard when she was out of earshot. Demmet. Akala ko naka-graduate na yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the online test on Relsone and I can kiss Kwatro goodbye. Demmet. Sana lang diba, wag niya akong ibagsak kasi no one fails Rels. Anuba? Basta ba naniniwala ka kay God e. That's all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted the pics sa Be[WILD]ered in my &lt;a href="http://aleigna12.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; account, if you guys want to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Anna, SALAMAT SA IYO! You're my Savior! I'll pay you 50 bucks tomorrow. Thank you talaga. &lt;em&gt;*hugs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan, ikaw din! Savior din kita! Wahoop! Thanks for waiting in line! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huey, I don't know if you can read this pero thanks din! Hehehe. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Boy, I love you so much. Thanks po sa kanina. I'm really happy I was with you. Miss na agad kita. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-112065086803425511?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/112065086803425511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=112065086803425511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112065086803425511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/112065086803425511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111995733460260025</id><published>2005-06-28T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:15:34.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang labo nitong araw na 'to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I get annoyed by the smallest and the silliest things.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we did NOTHING. Went to school running late (with Lau) only to find out we'll only &lt;em&gt;"debate"&lt;/em&gt; about Arroyo's confession in Poligov (which I actually found amusing), know more about the almost-complete library of DLSU in Englone and copy notes in Anthrop. Sablay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the only time I actually enjoyed today was the time when Lau, Sudoy, Tracy, Kim and very yours truly came to an understanding. Hahaha. Learned a lot from those 4 people. I mean, I learned more of what's running in their heads or something. Kalabuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding moment with Lau on the way home. Lau is definitely one of the few (stress on FEW) closest and most beloved friends I have. Lau, no bull yan, ha? Thanks. Yikee, nag-mushy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have a pep rally tomorrow at U-Break. MALAPIT NA ANG UAAP SEASON 68! And ang Game 1? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;LA SALLE&lt;/font&gt; vs. &lt;font color="blue"&gt;ATENEO&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; Let's watch! It's on July 10 sa Araneta Colliseum... or so I heard. Bastaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Archer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;PUMP UP THE ANIMO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought that shirt. Damn, I love it. Kaya nga when I read the message in the DLSU-CLA Y! Group na it'll be available in the Central Plaza, I was soooo excited. When Lau and I saw it kasi mga first week pa lang, when a girl was wearing it, I fell in love with it. Pati nga si Lau e. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111995733460260025?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111995733460260025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111995733460260025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111995733460260025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111995733460260025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/ang-labo-nitong-araw-na-to.html' title='Ang labo nitong araw na &apos;to.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111979331200258661</id><published>2005-06-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T21:41:52.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala lang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ngayong gabi, ako ang sundalo mo.&lt;br /&gt;Habang ika'y tulog, ako'y gising nakabantay sa'yo.&lt;br /&gt;E kasi mahal kita.&lt;br /&gt;Tignan mo, pag-ibig ko'y sa'yo lamang.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhhhhh! I sooooo love that song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111979331200258661?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111979331200258661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111979331200258661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111979331200258661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111979331200258661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/wala-lang.html' title='Wala lang.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111961512388242048</id><published>2005-06-24T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:46:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio Spurs are the 2005 Finals Champs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nba.com/media/finals2005/ParkBow_360_050623.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colo="grey"&gt;Tony Parker and Bruce Bowen with the Trophy&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nba.com/media/finals2005/ParkBow_360_050623.jpg&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo na, Detroit na ako last year. E sa ayaw ko sa Lakers e. (Peace out, Babe! I love you!) Hahaha. Pero I'm really for San Antonio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing walang pasok sa Manila ngayon, kundi I'll have to cut my ArtApre class again (Yeah, we cut ArtApre last Wednesday for Game 6). Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 10am kanina, realizing na Game 7 ngayon so naabutan ko lang second half. But it's all good. FREAKIN' good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;SAN ANTONIO SPURS, MEN!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm rubbing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cuz, you can hate me for this. Pero tanggapin mo na lang, Spurs ang nanalo. Walang tsamba dun, napanood mo naman siguro. Hehehe. Peace out, Cuz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS WITH JOPET KANINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a big thing? Well, it is! We're a couple who RARELY see each other. To those who are wondering kung panu kami nagtagal ng 2 years, well, we trust each other so much. That's pretty much it. Yeah, we have the usual tampuhans and selosans &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt;. Every couple does. Pero we don't let that get in the way of our relationship, diba, Bhe? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we just sat for a couple of hours and enjoyed the prescence of each other. We do that a lot, pag nagkikita kami. Yung wala lang. Matutulog, kakain, the usual stuff. Hehehe. A, oo nga pala. Pictures. Di na mawawala lalo pag andun ako. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in school this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Was supposed to meet up with Ate Keck of Santugon yesterday pero hindi ko siya nakausap.&lt;br /&gt;^ The long exam in Anthrop nearly killed me.&lt;br /&gt;^ We cut ArtApre last Wednesday to watch Spurs-Pistons Game 6 kung saan natalo ang aking Spurs.&lt;br /&gt;^ Jive made me sweat like hell.&lt;br /&gt;^ I forgot to pass my plans for ENGLONE. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang naman mga significant. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lian, gusto ko kasi mag-active ngayon e. Never had the chance in highschool so ngayon bumabawi. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Jackie, I'm all better now. Hehehe. Sorry ang pathetic ko kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lau! Nanalo tayo! GO SPURS! And may 2k tayo kay Nataniel ngayon! Wahoop! Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babe, 'twas so good to be with you. Miss na agad kita. Damn. I love you so damn much. &lt;em&gt;*mwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111961512388242048?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111961512388242048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111961512388242048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111961512388242048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111961512388242048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/san-antonio-spurs-are-2005-finals.html' title='San Antonio Spurs are the 2005 Finals Champs!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111944184313649640</id><published>2005-06-22T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:04:03.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsk tsk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;TANGINA ALE, LET IT GO! IT'S NOT WORTH IT ANYMORE. NUNG UNA, OO. &lt;strong&gt;NGAYON, HINDI NA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111944184313649640?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111944184313649640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111944184313649640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111944184313649640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111944184313649640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/tsk-tsk.html' title='Tsk tsk...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111913503092554280</id><published>2005-06-19T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:50:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosh on her First Month in DLSU.</title><content type='html'>We're entering our second month as Froshies in La Salle. And I'm surviving it. Thanks to my wacky bunch of blockmates. Wahoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Kay sarap ng buhay La Salliano. :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fourth week? 'Twas ayt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Everyone (except 3 people) in LR19 got a &lt;strong&gt;4.0&lt;/strong&gt; in PEDANCE! You gotta love Sir Ronda.&lt;br /&gt;^ I was one of the &lt;em&gt;"most outstanding Rumba dancers"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;^ Bade farewell to Rumba and welcomed Jive with open arms. 'Twas ayt. Though my right foot still hurts from all that &lt;em&gt;"bouncing"&lt;/em&gt; we had to do.&lt;br /&gt;^ I bought a cologne from Jes na hindi ko pa nababayaran.&lt;br /&gt;^ Sumabay ako kay Anton last Tuesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;^ Ms. Poligov actually got mad at some of my blockmates.&lt;br /&gt;^ The quiz, though, in Poligov was rather easy. Akala ko mahihirapan akong sumagot, considering the fact that I just &lt;em&gt;"studied"&lt;/em&gt; that morning. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;^ Ms. Anthro asked us to actually draw the anatomical differences of a chimp and a human. Please, people, don't imagine my work 'cause it'll give you nightmares, dagnammit.&lt;br /&gt;^ My Jaja came back from Tugegarao last Tuesday! Damn. I missed her. Everyone gave her their condolences (her mom died las week) and made her feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;^ We ate sa Chiggy's as one BIG group. The usual Ale-Lau-Jaja-Jill-Sara-Jackie-Dian Z2mates with the Jeff-Steph-Ian-Toni-D closed affiliates. I actually wanted to spend time with that second group so I think that lunchbreak was all good.&lt;br /&gt;^ There were free thing-a-ma-jiggys in the Central Plaza. Though I don't think they'll last 'till next week. Ewan.&lt;br /&gt;^ It was a joke week, I tell you! You wouldn't think that other people would be so mababaw like Paulinians-Pasig are. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;^ We discussed that Morality Play-like thingy in Relsone. Sr. Pinky, grabe mam-pressure!&lt;br /&gt;^ Mga kadramahan nina Jeff at Ian. HINDI KO NA KAYA ITECH! Kabaliw...&lt;br /&gt;^ My ANNOYING paper in Artapre.&lt;br /&gt;^ And ang kauna-unahang 0 ko sa college at sa buong buhay ko: Ang lecheng Artapre quiz. Damn. Imma drop that class na. Hahaha. First term, may ido-drop na.&lt;br /&gt;^ I'm annoyed at SOMEONE now, more than ever. DAMN! Even the group he's with is annoyed by him. Anubayan?&lt;br /&gt;^ We ate sa Hepa-lane again. Damn, they make good liempo.&lt;br /&gt;^ At looooooong last, I've seen &lt;em&gt;"Berg"&lt;/em&gt; in La Salle. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;^ Hehehe. Si Jeff, may kinakarir. Hmmm. Sino kaya?&lt;br /&gt;^ Hinarag ko Mp3 player ni Jeff na SOBRANG MALAPIT SA PUSO NIYA. Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;^ I'm seeing more of Japoy lately. Damn. Signs? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;^ I saw Sir PJ in Netopia sa UMall last Tuesday nung may pina-print kami ni Beshfriend. Aicel! Hehehe. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;^ Satugon-related topics with Roy.&lt;br /&gt;^ Pa-girl ako nung Friday. Hehehe. Gulat sila e.&lt;br /&gt;^ My Jopet met my LR19.&lt;br /&gt;^ Was with my Jopet last Thursday afternoon. Oo na, Jeff, Thursday na kami lagi magkasama. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..KATRINA IMPERIAL DEAN, hindi mo sinabing may blog ka na ulit. HMPH! Ganyan ka naman e. Kinalimutan mo na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kamille Loren! Musta UA&amp;P? Daan ako minsan dun, kita tayo. Hehehe. Lagi kami nasa Shang ng blockmates ko. Panu, dun kami bumababa e. Hahaha. Love you. Ikaw din, kinalimutan mo nako. Hrmph. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Jeffrey, sabi mo magta-tag ka. GO! Hehehe. Anyway, may sasabihin ako sayo, ipaalala mo sakin, aytiee? &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;J-O-Y&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Joy&lt;/strong&gt; in my heart, deep deep down in my heart..."&lt;/em&gt; Peace tayo, Beshfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babe, I love you. Wala lang. Mahal lang kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111913503092554280?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111913503092554280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111913503092554280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111913503092554280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111913503092554280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/frosh-on-her-first-month-in-dlsu.html' title='Frosh on her First Month in DLSU.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111866552411785354</id><published>2005-06-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:25:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mighty Senior Pic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Laban.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss St. Paul.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111866552411785354?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111866552411785354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111866552411785354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111866552411785354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111866552411785354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/mighty-senior-pic.html' title='A Mighty Senior Pic.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111849039622153474</id><published>2005-06-12T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T11:08:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too emo for you...NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/KamiNiJopet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, 29 months and still counting. Ewan ko na lang talaga kung panu mo ako natatagalan. Hahaha. I mean, minsan ang sama-sama ko na sayo pero ang kalmado mo parin sakin. Para bang hindi nangyari yung mga ganung bagay. I'm really grateful. Thank you for everything. EVERYTHING. You just don't know how much you mean to me. Yeah, yeah. I know you heard that na from a movie or something. Pero totoo. Words are not enough, believe me. Minsan nga, iniisip ko, kulang pa yung &lt;em&gt;"I love you"&lt;/em&gt; e. There's something much more stronger than those three words. Parang understatement yun sa nafi-feel ko. I know you know all these crap na. Baka nga nagsasawa ka nang marinig sakin e. Pero I love you. Alam kong praning ka sa mga nangyayari sakin ngayon. Been there, done that. Naghiwalay pa nga tayo nun, diba? Pero I'm sure na nothing can hinder us. Not now. We've been through a lot. Siguro hindi pa lahat... Malamang hindi pa lahat. But I'm sure na kakayanin pa natin yung mga yun. Tayo pa? Hahaha. I'm sure that by now, the world knows how much I love you. Di ako nahihiya. Mahal kita e. Happy 29th month anniversary. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hella enjoying my stay in La Salle. Everyone can tell. But there's something. I'm missing St. Paul. I know it's weird. Like, 3 months ago, I wanted to graduate right away para makawala dun. Siguro, dahil na rin sa mga nangyayari nung time na yun. Now, I actually miss walking from the gate to the High School building. Everything comes back to me. All those PS building moments, the rotonda moments, everything. Kahit na I didn't have that &lt;em&gt;"sense of belongingness"&lt;/em&gt; at times, ok lang. Ewan ko ba kung bakit ako nagdadrama. Basta. Nakakamiss lang. My highschool friends seem to forget me. It's ayt, I guess. Pero ako, walang nakakalimutan. Wala akong pinapatamaan in specific. Ganun lang talaga nafifeel ko. Sometimes, my college friends would find me staring off into space, deep in thought. Ano nanaman ba daw problema ko. I would tell them wala. Pero naiisip ko lang mga bagay-bagay. Kung panu nakakayanan ng iba yung hindi ko kaya. Ewan. Tama na nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magla-line na ako mamaya. Sa Sun nga lang ulit. Hahaha. I figured na mas sulit dun. Hahaha. Plus, pwede ko na ring i-text non-Sun friends ko. Hahaha. Wala lang. Sorry ang boring and nawala yung feel nung update ko. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111849039622153474?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111849039622153474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111849039622153474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111849039622153474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111849039622153474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-emo-for-younot.html' title='Too emo for you...NOT!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111831757408095952</id><published>2005-06-09T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:46:14.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much happenings, so little time to update.</title><content type='html'>In bullet form na lang. Nakakatamad mag in-detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ I'm an official member of Santugon, sa Tawag ng Panahon.&lt;br /&gt;^ Should buy my shirt na, baka maubusan.&lt;br /&gt;^ Di ako sumipot sa interview ko sa Green Media Group. Hahaha. Patay.&lt;br /&gt;^ Badtrip ako kahapon. &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Nakabili na ako ng CD ng MYMP, at long last! Yahooray! Gotta love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;^ Ni-recruit ako ng Tapat, like, 2 days ago. Sa isip-isp ko lang, &lt;em&gt;"Santugon ako, no!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Damn, 3rd week pa lang, may mga kinaiinisan na ako. Baaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;^ Ang daming pinapabasa! Di ko naman binabasa. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;^ My terror teacher wanted me as his partner in ballroom. Hahaha. Katakot! Everyone was congratulating me for a job well done and even calling me &lt;em&gt;"Dancing Queen"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"Ronda Girl"&lt;/em&gt; and telling me I'm having a sure grade of 4 in PEDANCE from one of the most terror teachers in DLSU. Gotta quote this from my blockmate, Niko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As I promised, I'll tell you about Ale's other time to shine. (I don't know. It's just, well, I wish I got the same attention even from other people.) It's funny to see that someone gets to dance with the teacher. No offense, but I just find it funny.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Ate Irene from Santugon is the sweetest thing ever! She's hella friendly!&lt;br /&gt;^ Received some messages that shocked the hell out of me. Pero naayos naman na lahat...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;^ Weird pero I'm actually having fun walking from the South Gate to Miguel. Weird ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;^ We ate at &lt;em&gt;"Hepa-lane"&lt;/em&gt;. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;^ M315 freezes the crap out of everyone. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;^ The Smart Room is bitchin' cool. Walang YM pero may Active Messaging sa IVLE. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;^ Sr. Pinky makes Flash presentations. Akalain mo yun.&lt;br /&gt;^ Nagreport ako sa CRITHIN.&lt;br /&gt;^ Si Cuyeg nagalit sakin. Hahaha. JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;^ Ian's Vanity.&lt;br /&gt;^ I've seen a hella lot of Paulinians (higher batch and batchmates) in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;^ Les and Jayson's YM conference. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;^ The National Museum tour was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;^ Camwhoring with my LR19.&lt;br /&gt;^ I really am loving La Salle amidst those loooooooong essays and chapters to read because of LR19. Mushy!&lt;br /&gt;^ Nga pala, nakahanap ako ng...uhm...basta. Di ko alam kung ano tawag dun e. Basta, si Ian yun. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111831757408095952?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111831757408095952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111831757408095952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111831757408095952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111831757408095952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-much-happenings-so-little-time-to.html' title='Too much happenings, so little time to update.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111779862344792293</id><published>2005-06-03T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:48:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xerox-copied reading materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring and/or exciting professors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LRT and MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahihirit na blockamtes (the best!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, really, REALLY cold classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long walks from South Gate to Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;That's basically how my life is in La Salle.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Pero in fairness, yung prof kong terror sa PE praised me last Tuesday. Hehehe. Rhumba, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my blockmates are all camwhores! Akalain mo yun? Akala ko sa St. Paul lang merong mga ganun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..JEFFREY! Hoy, pagaling ka na! And dalhin mo daw yung waiver mo tomorrow sabi ni Mr. President and ng ating SEXY-tary (&lt;i&gt;*ehem*Jeff*ehem*&lt;/i&gt;). And ang dami ko pang kwento sayo kaso hindi ka na nagrereply. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Caresse! Wag mo na lang isipin yun! Masyado lang kayong friendly sa isa't isa! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ian, fan ko ha, dalhin mo tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Baby, mag-load ka na, ples? Wala lang. Kasi gusto ko ite-text mo ko. Demanding? Sorry na. I love you. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be in the National Museum tomorrow for our Anthropology class. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my updates are lame-oh. I'm hella tired. But then, I try to update this place para naman masaya fans ko. WOEH? Kapal mo, Ale. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111779862344792293?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111779862344792293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111779862344792293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111779862344792293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111779862344792293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/06/college.html' title='College.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111724843163730101</id><published>2005-05-28T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T02:18:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week Funk? Corny mo na, Ale.</title><content type='html'>My first week as a student in La Salle went by like that. &lt;em&gt;*snaps finger*&lt;/em&gt; I mean, parang one day pa lang kami dun pero in reality, we're on our second week next week. Damn. I'm really enjoying my stay in La Salle...for now. Hahaha. I've got the best blockmates I'll ever have and the best sked I ever had. Hahaha. Ewan ko na lang if I'll feel the same way 2 or 3 months after, when we get to business. Pero I think I will. I mean, I've always wanted to be a La Sallian. So why not, diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professors were all good. Kahit yung iba medyo strict...Sige na nga, sobrang strict, there's still a part of them na kaya kaming patawanina. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen almost all famous-slash-prominent faces in La Salle during that one week. From Kitchie Nadal to Japoy Lizardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip from Pasig to Taft and the way back's hella tiring. But I really don't care. I mean, if you'd get to hangout with the zaniest people &lt;em&gt;*waves at Lau, Cuyeg and Ian*&lt;/em&gt; in the train, &lt;em&gt;*poof*&lt;/em&gt;, wala na ang pagod mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Santugon's recruiting me to join them. (FYI: Santugon's a &lt;em&gt;political&lt;/em&gt; party in DLSU) I really, really, REALLY want to join but then again, I think I should focus first on adjusting (some more) in my new environment. Once I'm well-adjusted, I'm ready for Santugon. Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hungout with almost everyone in our block during that one week. I know, it's weird. I mean, I'm usually an introvert. Pero dun sa block namin, to get to know everyone, ako yung nag-effort. Congratulate me! Nge, pilitin ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens next week, nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, napanaginipan kita 3 days this week. Wala lang. Kulit nga e. I don't know why pero you really are there sa panaginip ko. Hrmmm. I miss you! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..HANNAH GAPIT! Shet, nagkita na tayo, sa wakas! Grawr! Good thing we ate there. Grawr. Lagi ba kayo dun kumakain? Wala lang. Mukhang mapapadalas kami dun e. Wala lang. Hehehe. Gosh! Love you! Miss you much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Charm, sorry hindi ako nakapunta sa debut mo. NGayon ko lang na-open yung isang account ko sa Friendster e. Yung sinendan mo ng invitation. Wala lang. Uhm, araw-araw kitang nakikita sa school ha. Nice, no? Grawr. Pero miss na talaga kita. Bonding tayo, ha? Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babe, next week, ha? I love you! Miss na kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111724843163730101?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111724843163730101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111724843163730101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111724843163730101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111724843163730101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-week-funk-corny-mo-na-ale.html' title='First Week Funk? Corny mo na, Ale.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111684192304658270</id><published>2005-05-23T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T17:52:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Funk a la La Salliano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"LET'S DO THE FUNK, LET'S DO THE FIRST DAY FUNK..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. LSS ko yan the whole day, thanks to Nique. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day was really...Uhm...NAKAKATANGA! Siyempre, kahit na-tour kami nung LPEP, iba parin yung andun ka na with the upperclassmen. Hahaha. Anyway, me and my new-found friends were really insecure, siyempre, halos lahat ng tao nakatingin samin kasi isang kumpol kaming naglalakad sa campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teachers were fine. My Critical Thinking professor was really nice kahit na mahina ang boses niya at mejo monotonous magsalita. It's all good. Or baka sakin lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ng block namin, puro tawanan at kulitan. Grawr. &lt;font size="1"&gt;Ale, wag masyadong mag-trust. &lt;del&gt;That could get you into trouble.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, no one can compare to you! You're the best seatmate I had! Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babe, sa Wednesday na lang ha, tomorrow up to 5 class ko e. Grawr. I love you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111684192304658270?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111684192304658270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111684192304658270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111684192304658270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111684192304658270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-day-funk-la-la-salliano.html' title='First Day Funk a la La Salliano.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111659253745522309</id><published>2005-05-20T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T20:35:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-A-S-A-L-L-E, La Salle, Rah! :D</title><content type='html'>May 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;LPEP = WELCOME TO LA SALLE! *perky voice*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was super SAYA! Tiring pero masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Block 19 = WE ARE THE BEST! LR-19, EXTRA STRONG!&lt;br /&gt;- Blockmate ko si Lauren Montino. Lucky me, may Paulinian akong blockmate.&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone in our block was really friendly. Became bonded with everyone right away.&lt;br /&gt;- Had a tour around La Salle. Mainit.&lt;br /&gt;- Mass: Yung pari ang lakas manakot. Being the scaredy cat that I am, I swore never to pass by that chapel during night time. Well, except if someone would be willing to accompany me and freak out with me when we both see the headless Japanese or the crying lady. &lt;em&gt;*shiver*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wazzup, Wazzup was there! They chose CLA for their campus segment thing-a-ma-bob (Wazzup with U). Pinalabas na sa Wazzup kanina. Kung ano yung hinaba nung dun sa Sports Complex, yun yung inikli nung sa segment. Hrmmm.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;ANIMO LA SALLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;"Hail, hail, hail to the Alma Matah..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;COLLEGE CONVOCATION = TALKS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of LPEP. Less energy was required but I still had fun (weird me)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Corporate attire. Sara and I never really got the idea on why we had to wear something like that while we only sat in the auditorium for 3 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;- Ang ingay ng block namin, napagalitan kami ng Vice Dean. Hahaha. Shows my block's really good. :D&lt;br /&gt;- The University President gave us a 6-decade rosary that &lt;em&gt;"binds all La Sallians"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Bought our PE uniforms. Isang buong block kami dun sa botique nila. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone called each other &lt;em&gt;"blockmate"&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Two days of orientation made me more convinced that La Salle is definitely the school to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;NEXT MONDAY = FIRST DAY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm psyched! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLO! (Steamy Nights?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lian, I think I saw you kanina sa washroom. Or nagi-imagine lang ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Nique, nakita ko yung kabarkada mo. Si Jendee? Hehehe. Miss you. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ranice, sinong ka-blockmate mo na Paulinian? Meron ba? Hahaha. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Babe, I'm so sad na hindi ka samin makakasama sa Binangonan. Was really looking forward to that particular outing, hindi ka pala makakasama. Hai. But nevertheless, I love you. Hope I'd see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111659253745522309?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111659253745522309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111659253745522309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111659253745522309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111659253745522309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/l-s-l-l-e-la-salle-rah-d.html' title='L-A-S-A-L-L-E, La Salle, Rah! :D'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111630280922640350</id><published>2005-05-17T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T12:06:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip ko lang mag-update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. You spent 17 years taking care of me and I'm very grateful. Happy Birthday. Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MA. CHEFFREY J. IMUTAN!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheff! Naku, miss na kita. Damn. Alam ko naman hindi mo na mababasa to pero ako'y nagbabakasakali. Kita-kits na lang sa Taft, anu? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/LindsayNicole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Richie and Lindsay Lohan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from one of Ingga's links. Damn. They really freak me out. I used to like Nicole Richie over Paris Hilton. Pero nung nakita ko 'to, nawala. Damn. And look at Lindsay Lohan. She looked nice when she was curvy and all pero nung pumayat siya ng ganyan, mukha siyang abnoy. Her head is WAY too big for her body. Damn. Kadire. She said nga in the interview sa Teen Vogue which featured this pic e yan daw yung gusto ng guys and mas madali daw mag-fit ng clothes. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see more of this, click &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/ohnotheydidnt/1915547.html#cutid1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111630280922640350?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111630280922640350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111630280922640350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111630280922640350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111630280922640350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/trip-ko-lang-mag-update.html' title='Trip ko lang mag-update.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111622440401180392</id><published>2005-05-16T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:20:04.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, Saturday, Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May 13&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCO BORJA AND MAAN LIPANA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I went to Galle, sale dun for 3 days (May 13, 14, 15). I bought clothes, para sa school. Was damned tired when I got home but still managed to have a chat with Jopet. Siyempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May 14&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARMAINE MATIVO AND KRYZELLE CRUZ (+)!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I were eating lunch when my dad said &lt;em&gt;"Punta kaya tayo sa Lucban ngayon? Pahiyas bukas e."&lt;/em&gt;. Then all of a sudden, everyone were packing their bags. We left at around 4 in the afternoon. Since we don't know how we'd get to Lucban, one of Tatay's friends agreed to convoy. We met sa Shell in SLEX. Grabbed a bite in Jollibee. Travel time was 5 hours, I think. Hindi lang pala sa Lucban ang fiesta. Sa Sariaya din and the town with the first letter &lt;em&gt;"T"&lt;/em&gt; na hindi ko maalala kung anong lugar yan. We passed by some prettyful-ly designed houses on the way to Lucban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the houses we passed by on the way to Lucban.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have pics nung houses sa Sariaya 'cause we were moving. Yung mga magagandang houses laging mabilis madaanan. Nakuha ko lang yan kasi traffic. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Lucena at 'round 10pm. We ate dinner. We were supposed to sleep in the Meralco resthouse there pero nakakahiya. Presidente ng Meralco dun matutulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly realized na tiga-Quezon nga pala si Dean. I texted her. But she didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my mom's friend, Tita Zoray in Lucban after dinner. She advised us to sleep in a boarding house in Lucena. We went there after one hour and slept. Ang natatanging problema dun e walang signal ang Sun. Other than that, okay naman na. Talked to Jopet before I slept. It's like a ritual. Hahaha. I love you, Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May 15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5am which made me really cranky 'cause I don't usually wake up early. Anyway, after fixing up, we then went to Tita Zoray's place once again to eat breakfast. After breakfast, we went to see the houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first house we saw. Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's really breath-taking. Ang galing ng gumawa niyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bro sa isang house na may waterfalls. Exaj. Kaso di na kita yung waterfalls e. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the prettiest and the coolest house I saw. Ganda nito! Super perky. We just didn't have shots on the rest of the house kasi ang daming tao. Nagtutulakan. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito naman yung house na inayos ng Meralco for the festival. Kinda simple compared to the other houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with the new mascots of Meralco. Nina Laginghanda and Engr. Jose Mahusay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pahiyas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my pretty-ful hat. I love it very much. =D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my horoscope last May 12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/May12pt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll, it was sorta true. I've seen a bunch of Paulinians wandering in Quezon. I thought I saw Chec buying a hat nga e. And yeah, Dean IS from Quezon. Lucban, specifically. Luckily, their house there is near Tita Zoray's place. I went to get her and pinaghintay ako ng KONTI (haha.) sa initan. Her dad was shocked. &lt;em&gt;"Oh, ka-tropa ni Katrina, andito rin! Anong ginagawa mo dito?"&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. We walked and walked and walked and hindi kami makahanap ng bilihan ng water. Haha. Well, we really didn't catch up with each other lives. We just enjoyed each other's company, I guess. We spent almost half of the day together and parted when I needed to go back kasi uwi na kaming Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip back to Manila took 3 hours, the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111622440401180392?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111622440401180392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111622440401180392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111622440401180392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111622440401180392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-saturday-sunday.html' title='Friday, Saturday, Sunday.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111586741972501087</id><published>2005-05-12T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T11:10:19.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 months and still counting? YES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/28months.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry na kung nung grad ko pa yung pic. Hahaha. I love you Babe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Taba, thanks for everything. Alam kong narinig mo nang lahat ng yan and it would probably hurt your ears na. Puro kasi sorry pinagsasasabi ko. We've been through a lot. And I mean A LOT. Mga kapraningan natin sa mga bagay-bagay. Alam mo na. But still we don't let that hinder our relationship. Alam naman nating pareho na balewala yung mga yun dahil napagdaanan na natin yung isa sa mga ultimate tests: yung pagiging malayo natin sa isa't isa. And everything won't end there kasi hindi na talaga 'to mag-end (I hope). The road's been rough, I know, kaya nga sobrang thankful ko na hindi ka pa rin bumibitaw; and if ever the rest of the journey will be tougher, ok lang. Anjan ka naman e. I love you, Baby. Happy 28th month anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/May12pt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung sa Homepage ko sa Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/May12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung sa link na &lt;em&gt;"read more"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 12 talaga yan. As in ngayon. Uh, Ale, duh? Di sila tanga. Anyway, why are these relevant? Let's just say na sumakto ang mga pangyayari sa sinabi sa Horoscope. Hahaha. Kulit ko. But really, I don't believe those crap. Nagkataon lang na sakto yung mga pangyayari. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS MADE ME &lt;strong&gt;HOLLER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Nique, okay lang po yun. Bayaan mo na siya. She doesn't deserve kahit sino sa'tin. And you know what pa? Si Jessica sabi ang kulit-kulit daw NIYA. Punta daw ng punta sa kanila. Naghahanap nga ng hatak. Hahaha. And thanks sa pag-greet kanina. Never fails talaga. Hahaha. Love you! Sorry kung hindi tayo masyado nakapag-hangout nung anjan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kam! Bistado mo na daw si BJ. Hahaha. Nagulat nga daw siya nung nalaman niyang kilala mo sila Kuya at Chino e. Hahaha. And sorry, kinuha niya number mo sa phone ko. Sabi ko nga may BF ka pero makikipagkaibigan lang naman daw siya. Pati nga number ni Ninay kinuha e. Ewan ko kung tinext na siya. Pero tinawagan na daw niya kasi hindi sumasagot si Dean. Hahaha. Anyway, I miss you. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, thanks din sa pag-greet mo kagabi. And yung sa email, basta, pag andito na yung digicam, reply agad ako sayo. Natuwa ako e. Hahaha. Uhm, nakita mo na ba yung binigay ko sayo? Or hindi mo parin nabubuksan? Wala lang. And yung girl na sinasabi ko sa previous account ko e...uhm...basta. Lower batch. Yun. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ranice, yung offer mo, kailangan marinig ng tatay ko. Or kung okay lang sana, kung hindi hassle, pa-email nung details. I mean, kung panu mangyayari. Kung ilang rooms and kung anupaman. Pati kung panu yung magiging bayaran chuva. And I don't think ngayon ko masasagot kasi nga kailangan malaman nila kung panu. Ayun. Hehehe. Sayang naman yun kasi pagdo-dorm-in talaga ako, yung sa harap ng DLSU. Kaya yun. Mas ok kung kakilala ko na yung kasama ko. And tayong 3 lang nila Mara, diba? Sana nga. Anyway, yun nga. Kung okay lang, pa-email. Hehehe. Thanks a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean-Desch! Hoy, nakikidaan ka na lang dito umaangal ka pa! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Taba, HAPPY 28TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY. I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111586741972501087?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111586741972501087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111586741972501087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111586741972501087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111586741972501087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/28-months-and-still-counting-yes.html' title='28 months and still counting? &lt;b&gt;YES.&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111565809330759065</id><published>2005-05-10T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T01:01:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIQUE, YOU SHOULD READ THIS.</title><content type='html'>NIQUE, WHATEVER &lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt; TOLD YOU ARE MOTHERF*CKIN' LIES. FIRST OF ALL, SHE WAS THE ONE WHO APPROACHED ME, TELLING ME SHE HAD A PROBLEM. I REPLIED, ASKING HER WHAT WAS IT, SINCE FRANCIS TOLD ME SHE HUNGOUT WITH THEM THAT DAY TOO. HINDI KO PA ALAM NUN KUNG ANONG PROBLEMA NIYA. THAT'S THE ONLY TIME I ASKED HER, WHEN SHE TEXTED ME. T*NGINA, WAG SIYANG MAGSISINUNGALING 'CAUSE SHE WAS THE ONE WHO CALLED ME ONE F*CKIN' SUNDAY &lt;strong&gt;MORNING&lt;/strong&gt; AND POURED EVERYTHING. THE ONLY THING SHE CAN HOLD AGAINST ME WAS THE FACT NA SINABI KONG BAYAAN KA NA NIYA KUNG AYAW MO TALAGA 'CAUSE I F*CKIN' KNOW NA HINDI KA NIYA PWEDENG IMPLUWENSIYAHAN SA DECISIONS MO. NIQUE, I KNOW YOU. AND P*TANG*NA, KUNG AYAW NIYA TALAGA NG GULO, DAPAT HINDI NIYA AKO KINAKALABAN. SHE DOESN'T KNOW ME. HAI NAKO. KUNG ANUMAN SINABI NIYA, KASINUNGALINGAN YAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;************&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;YOU, GO F*CK YOURSELF. HOW DARE YOU? AFTER KITANG PAKINGGAN SA LAHAT NG SASABIHIN MO ABOUT NIQUE, YAN GAGAWIN MO SAKIN? SISIRAIN MO KO SA KANYA? MIND YOU, NIQUE AND I HAVE BEEN FRIENDS SINCE GOD KNOWS WHEN TAPOS IKAW LANG TALAGA SISIRA? PANGALAWA NA 'TO. PUROS KASINUNGALINGAN SINASABI MO. IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO, &lt;strong&gt;GET A F*CKIN LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt; YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF YOU? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;U&gt;SOCIAL CLIMBER.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I USED TO TELL THEM THAT YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. MABAIT. PERO MABAIT SA MABAIT. IBA KA. AND YOU ARE WHAT THEY TELL ME YOU ARE. HOW STUPID OF ME TO KNOW ONLY NOW. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN NA LUMAPIT KA LANG SAKIN KASI WALA KA NANG HATAK. ALAM MO BANG NAG-AWAY KAMI NI JOSEPH DAHIL SA PAGLAPIT MO SAKIN? AND NOW, AFTER WHAT I'VE HEARD FROM EVERYONE, I FEEL VERY STUPID KASI PINAGTANGGOL KITA. DON'T DARE TO EVER CALL ME &lt;strong&gt;"SIS"&lt;/strong&gt; AGAIN KASI BAKA MASAMPAL KITA. KUNG GUSTO MO NG GULO, SIGE, IBIBIGAY KO SAYO. TANDAAN MO: KAYANG-KAYA KITANG PABAGSAKIN. MARAMI AKONG HAWAK AGAINST YOU. THIS IS NOT A THREAT. THIS IS A F*CKIN' WARNING KAYA IF I WERE YOU, I'D F*CK OFF.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111565809330759065?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111565809330759065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111565809330759065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111565809330759065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111565809330759065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/nique-you-should-read-this.html' title='NIQUE, YOU &lt;b&gt;SHOULD&lt;/b&gt; READ THIS.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111554794977624762</id><published>2005-05-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:43:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's everyone's Moms' day. *Edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/HappyMothersDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat lang na may araw para sa ating mga ina. They were the ones that conceived us in this world. We should thank them. And I think that's today's the best day to thank them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/MothersDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Ma. You're the best!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;SOMETHING SMELLS FISHY. AS USUAL, HANGGANG PAKIKIRAMDAM NA LANG AKO. &lt;strong&gt;BULLSHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111554794977624762?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111554794977624762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111554794977624762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111554794977624762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111554794977624762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-everyones-moms-day-edited.html' title='It&apos;s everyone&apos;s Moms&apos; day. *Edited*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111538601989196556</id><published>2005-05-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:27:00.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrolment went well... Hah! A first!Ü</title><content type='html'>Went to Taft to enrol. Buti na lang maaga kami kundi namatay kami sa dami ng tao. My dad accompanied me since the enrolment &lt;em&gt;"proper"&lt;/em&gt; (payments and all that jazz) and my medical exam is sabay. (Woeh? Pa-connio? Am I turning into someone like Royal? Damn.) Jopet texted me and told me he was there na so before I went to get my medical check-up, dumaan ako dun. He accompanied me there. Ayun. There were these two guys who kept on pissing the nurse off. Hahaha. Wala lang. Shinare ko lang, anu naman sayo? Hahaha. Anyway, after I got my ID picture taken, we looked for Royal. He's Jopet's cousin. Jopet's CONNIO cousin. He graduated from LSGH 2 years ago and he's in DLSU now. Wala lang ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMERCIAL: Ran! Royal Resurreccion's from the party &lt;strong&gt;Santugon&lt;/strong&gt;. If you're pushing through with your plans na tumakbo for Student Council, Santugon ka na lang. Woeh? Hahaha. Kelan ka ba uuwi dito? Wala lang. Tanong lang. Feeling maangas. Hahaha. Mishuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Royal gave us a &lt;em&gt;"tour"&lt;/em&gt; around La Salle. Tinuro niya kung ano yung mga buildings dun and kung saan masarap kumain na mura. Pati bilihan ng yosi tinuro niya. As if naman nagyo-yosi ako no. He took both Jopet and me at the sports complex to see Francis. Oo na, puro Resurreccion boys na kasama ko. Anyway, Kuya Francis was there, playing ball with a couple of his DLSU and Benilde friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMERCIAL: After 3 years, Benilde will be a part of DLSU na rin. As in aalisin na yung &lt;em&gt;"College of St. Benilde"&lt;/em&gt; sa pangalan ng school. Wala lang ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mcdo and grabbed a snack. They (Royal and one of his friends) helped me &lt;em&gt;"decode"&lt;/em&gt; my sked. And we all went home. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Hahaha. Ang labo.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I seem excited about DLSU. It's just that I've always wanted to be a La Sallian. As in matagal na. Gusto ko nga sana nun mag-highschool sa Zobel e. Wala lang. I remember pa nga gusto din nila Nique, Kuya and my Baby na mag-La Salle din e. Well, Jopet passed La Salle pero hindi niya gusto yung course niya dun. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I'm sooooo freakin' out right now. I hella know the reason why but I can't post it online. Dagnammit. I can't even consult anyone. Feeling ko pag sinabi ko yun, magpapaka narrow-minded yung mga tao. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111538601989196556?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111538601989196556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111538601989196556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111538601989196556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111538601989196556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/enrolment-went-well-hah-first.html' title='Enrolment went well... Hah! A first!Ü'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111510816376608033</id><published>2005-05-03T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:16:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Virgo on May 3, 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Virgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111510816376608033?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111510816376608033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111510816376608033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111510816376608033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111510816376608033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/05/horoscope-for-virgo-on-may-3-2005.html' title='Horoscope for Virgo on May 3, 2005.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111488132328894366</id><published>2005-04-30T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T01:15:57.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back.</title><content type='html'>Okay. My 2-week long &lt;em&gt;"vacation"&lt;/em&gt; in Sucat was worth the loooooong wait. Kahit 2 weeks lang yun. Yeah, I never got the chance to hangout with a couple of people but really. I enjoyed. Hahaha. Got to hangout with Jay, Kuya and Jopet most of my stay there. The 4 of us are planning on Bagaberde-ing before my classes start. Yung mga Wednesday na shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17&lt;br /&gt;- Day of arrival in Sucat.&lt;br /&gt;- Got pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Carlo's house.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Area 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 18&lt;br /&gt;- Saw Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Area 6.&lt;br /&gt;- Saw &lt;em&gt;*ehemNgongoehem*&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Saw Jellai.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;"Mallows"&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;"Baby ko"&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Manila's Finest&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Hungout in Bj's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 19&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Jopet's game in Vitalez.&lt;br /&gt;- Saw and talked to Nique about things that...Uhm...Samin na lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;- Ale's &lt;em&gt;"Face of the Day"&lt;/em&gt; title. &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They lost. Ginawa pa kaming badluck ni Nique. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Badtrip na badtrip sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 20&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Bj's place.&lt;br /&gt;- Kumain dun ng lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- Matigas yung spaghetti. Hehehe. Peace out, Bj!&lt;br /&gt;- Ale and Jopet: Tampururot.&lt;br /&gt;- Halu-halo sa Area 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 21&lt;br /&gt;- Read a text message that totally freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;- Texted someone to confirm that freaky text message.&lt;br /&gt;- Realizations that struck me. Yung mga &lt;em&gt;"ako na nga lang talaga"&lt;/em&gt; realizations.&lt;br /&gt;- Figured out that real friends stick to each other. Pero got totally lost kasi if it were real, why single one out?&lt;br /&gt;- Finally accepted the fact that if I let it affect me AGAIN, wala paring mangyayari. Ako lang nanaman ang agrabyado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 22&lt;br /&gt;- Intensity 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 23&lt;br /&gt;- Che's debut.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet accompanied me to get my X-ray in Paranaque Med.&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast at Mcdo.&lt;br /&gt;- Got my picture taken. (2x2 for DLSU)&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch at Jollibee.&lt;br /&gt;- Kurt and Gale. Jopet said Gale wanted to see me, matagal na. ANG CUTE NI KURT FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's game at Vitalez.&lt;br /&gt;- They lost again.&lt;br /&gt;- HB si Venjie. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Quick fix before going to Alabang.&lt;br /&gt;- Taxi ride to Che's debut.&lt;br /&gt;- Hah. Sakto lang dating namin ni Kuya sa place. 18 candles siya. Pag dating namin dun, intro pa lang ng candles. &lt;em&gt;*whew*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Met some of Kuya's Manresa friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Binuko ako ni Kuya kay Al**n *es* kasi ka-table namin siya (Nique, batchmate mo yan). WALANG KWENTA!&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;- Kuya's speech blew me away. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Che's reaction when she saw me there. Kodak moment!&lt;br /&gt;- Ride home with Kuya's friend and his girl. COMEDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;- HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY JOPET! Rarr. Mahal na mahal po kita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sino ang na-late sa 10am mass?&lt;br /&gt;- I've seen and hungout with the ORIGINAL Rockers! Yey! Pero parang ang laki na ng gap. Though I don't blame anyone. Iba-iba na rin kasi trip namin e. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;- Carlo, Chino, Jerome, Chie and Jeff went to our house to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- Bj and my Baby went to get me.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate lunch in Jopet's ninang's house WITH THE ENTIRE RESURRECCION FAMILY. I mean, the immediate family lang. Sobrang takot ako sa dad niya. I got to breathe a little when Tito Ed went inside. I'm so much more comfortable with his mom. Kulit e.&lt;br /&gt;- Kuya Francis and I discussing La Salle. Yessss. Hahaha. We talked about enrolling ng sabay then we'll eat at Chicken Chicken daw. Sounds like a date? Yeah. With Monch and Jopet. Yessss. Andami kong bodyguard! Hehehehe. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;- The freaky ride to the Resurreccions. Damn. Pag gitnaan ba ako ng parents ni Jopet? Hindi naman ako makapagsalita.&lt;br /&gt;- Ale, meeting the Osuna clan. Grawr. All eyes on me.&lt;br /&gt;- A Resurreccion merienda to remember.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's game in St. Martin.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's technical foul.&lt;br /&gt;- Jesse's non-stop &lt;em&gt;"Meralco"&lt;/em&gt; hirit.&lt;br /&gt;- Kuya Francis: &lt;em&gt;"Best jersey, best mascot (Kurt) and best muse (me). May magagawa pa ba sila?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cromwel Lasmarias, 32: MUKHANG EARLY 20'S LANG. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;- They lost. HB silang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner with Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Nakita ang kakulitan ng parents ni Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- First time I've seen Tito Ed smile. Okay, exaj. First time na nag-smile siya sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 25&lt;br /&gt;- Intensity 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26&lt;br /&gt;- Supposed to be game nila Kuya sa Vitalez.&lt;br /&gt;- Game nila Jopet sa St. Martin.&lt;br /&gt;- Dapat hindi magsscore si Kuya Francis. But in the end, siya parin highest pointer sa team.&lt;br /&gt;- Bonding with the adorable Kurt. Nung una shy pa daw siya but he warmed up after a few minutes. Naubusan ako ng English! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Monching's MP3 player. I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;- News that Archie broke his leg during a game in San Dionisio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 27&lt;br /&gt;- Late si Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Postponed na game nila Jopet sa Vitalez due to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;- Still went to Vitalez to check if may game parin.&lt;br /&gt;- Ang bango ng car ni Venjie, in fairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 28&lt;br /&gt;- Late si Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate lunch at Mcdo with Jopet, Kuya and Bj.&lt;br /&gt;- Big Mac and regular fries c/o Jan. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;- Kuya and Bj's cheeseburger meal, go bigtime for a hundred bucks c/o Jan. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Gloria Romero and Eddie Garcia in Mcdo. Inisip namin na may taping ang Darna dun. Hahaha. Weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;- Bj's katarantaduhans. &lt;em&gt;"McPlay Place"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Hungout at Bj's place.&lt;br /&gt;- Kuya's game in Vitalez.&lt;br /&gt;- They still lost but they totally enjoyed the game. Especially Bj. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet and Julius' critical freethrows.&lt;br /&gt;- Nice game from everyone. NO BULL.&lt;br /&gt;- Bj and Kuya's fans. &lt;em&gt;"GO NUMBER 11!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's fan. Hahaha. Not me. Basta may girl dun. Aba'y tinarayan ko nga. Hahaha. Dapat lang. She should fuck off, lalo pag andun ako. &lt;br /&gt;- Face of the day nanaman.&lt;br /&gt;- Tampo kay Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 29&lt;br /&gt;- Late si Jopet.&lt;br /&gt;- Intensity 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 30&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet's surprise pt.2.&lt;br /&gt;- Requests granted.&lt;br /&gt;- Jopet in Tagaytay.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Can This Be Love in G4.&lt;br /&gt;- Beat my dad in racing sa Timezone.&lt;br /&gt;- Went back to Pasig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;**TO EVERYONE I'VE BEEN WITH DURING MY STAY IN SUCAT, THANKS FOR THE COMPANY. ANG SAYA NIYO KASAMA, MGA DUDE!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**JOPET, THANKS FOR EVERYTHING. MY 2 WEEKS IN SUCAT HAS BEEN A BLAST WITH YOU. YOU'RE THE BEST. THANKS FOR MAKING ME FEEL LIKE ROYALTY DURING MY STAY THERE AND SORRY FOR MY BRATTINELLA MOMENTS. BASTA THANKS. LAMU NA YUN. HEHEHE. ILOVEYOUSODAMNMUCH.**&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111488132328894366?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111488132328894366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111488132328894366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111488132328894366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111488132328894366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111362881424973349</id><published>2005-04-16T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T13:20:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala akong maisip na title sa ngayon.</title><content type='html'>One fuckin' girl appeared in my dreams last night and it went from sweetdreams to fugly nightmares! Damn. Putangina talaga. Okay, I don't cuss anymore but this girl is definitely worth it. Dean, I know you fuckin' hate this Paris Hilton wanna-be so I've learned to hate her too. Damn. Maybe because I took too much time staring at her Friendster pics. It's not that she's pretty or anything. I am just bothered by the...uhm...braces I think. Or the teeth. And her attitude problem. Oh, what the fuck!? Di na kasi tinitignan yun e. Good thing I've graduated na. And di ako nag-Grade 7 'cause if I did, batchmate ko pa siya. I really hate her, don't I? Hahaha. Impluwensiya ni Katrina Imperial Dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going to my Lola's place in Novaliches later. Despedida de Mangahas. Aalis na sila. They'll be staying in US. So there. But they're not leaving until next Sunday. Weirdness. But I'll see Yayen again! I miss you, Cuz! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I'll be going to Sucat tomorrow. My parents...I don't think they'll allow me. Sabi nila, next week. Can't wait for another week, dagnammit. Plus, birthday na ni BabyBoyKo next Sunday. E wala lang. I just think that's a plus. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cellphone's acting so weird again. Zero doesn't work. Okay, it does work but it takes me like 7 times to punch it before it'd actually work. Good thing is, si Jopet lang ka-text ko (Boo-hoo. &lt;em&gt;*tear*&lt;/em&gt;), sanay siya sa ganun kong text. Hehe. Damn. May sakit nanaman phone ko. But hell, di na ako papayag na mawala siya sa aking piling. Till &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; death do us part. I really love my 76. Attached na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta watch Average Joe. Well, you've gotta watch EVERYTHING on ETC. But in Average Joe, may hottie dun, mehn! Si Jason Peoples. If you don't really watch it and just see the commercials, nako, iisipin mo ang tanga ko. Hahaha. But Jason Peoples is part of a twist nung show. Kaya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/JasonPeoples.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Peoples&lt;br /&gt;Source (URL): www.realitycares.org/ aboutus3.html&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I watch Entertainment Tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/RyanDevlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Devlin&lt;br /&gt;Source (URL): et.tv.yahoo.com/.../ 2005/01/18/etonmtvandvh1/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is funny. May pinopormahan si Kuya na girl. And the name? &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANJ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Hahaha. What are the odds to that? &lt;em&gt;*sarcastic*&lt;/em&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111362881424973349?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111362881424973349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111362881424973349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111362881424973349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111362881424973349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/wala-akong-maisip-na-title-sa-ngayon.html' title='Wala akong maisip na title sa ngayon.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111331685679174409</id><published>2005-04-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T22:40:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'LL BE GOING TO SUCAT! YIPEE!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero next week pa. BUT STILL! Hahaha. Ang dami pang mga deal chenes. Oh well. Okay lang. I'LL BE GOING THERE! Hah. Kuya filled me in na sa mga latest chika. Hahahaha. Para naman hindi ako mukhang tanga pagdating ko jan. Oh wells. I guess I'll see everyone next week! I'm psyched! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111331685679174409?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111331685679174409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111331685679174409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111331685679174409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111331685679174409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-prayers-have-been-answered.html' title='MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111328097468839838</id><published>2005-04-12T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T13:17:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 months and STILL counting. *Edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY 27TH ANNIVERSARY, JOPET.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, thanks for everything. You've been great. Iba ka. Woeh, gusto pa e. Anyway, thanks 'cause in our 2 years and 3 months, never kang bumitaw. I know I can be really bratty &lt;del&gt;at times&lt;/del&gt; and I can be totally unfair to you but still, anjan ka parin. I'm sorry if sometimes I give you total headaches pag lumalabas ako and I'm sorry if I abuse your kindness. E hindi naman. Basta. This journey has been really great. And I owe everything to you. I can't thank you enough, Bhe. Nga pala, thanks for being my pillar of strength. Honestly, if it weren't for you, matagal na akong nag-give up sa dami ng problema ko. O, diba? Magdrama ba? Anyway, kahit ganu pa kahaba 'tong entry ko na 'to, lahat yun magbboil down sa isang dalawang salita na 'to: &lt;strong&gt;MAHAL KITA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this line in The Notebook, di ako naniwala. And the reason? You, Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they're gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I hope my folks would tell me kung may chance ba akong makapunta ng Sucat. Umaasa ako, mehn! Iba talaga sila. Kung medyo lalawak lang ang makikitid na utak ng mga tao, damn, masaya na ang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pala, last April 10, Dean and I got to see each other again. I got my Nyoy CD back (I missed it so damned much. Yeah. I still listen to it. Memorized ko na lahat ng kanta pati kung saan hahagod si Nyoy. Hahaha.). We watched The Pacifier and hung out in Starbucks for a couple of minutes then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dude, I miss you. Damn, have you seen it already? Nakakahiya yun! Hahaha. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ran! Napanaginipan kita kagabi. Hahahaha. Wala lang. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kamille Loren! Sorry di ako nakapagpaalam sayo nung 10! Sorry talaga. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ass, oo, yan yung kay Mia sa Princess Diaries. Hehehe. Wala lang. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Cupcake, NIRVANA TAYO! SHINDIIIIGG! Hahaha. Jologs. Rarr. Love you, Cupcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but this line from Mean Girls always makes me smile whenever I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Irregardless, ex-boyfriends are just off limits to friends. I mean, that's just, like, the rules of feminism."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111328097468839838?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111328097468839838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111328097468839838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111328097468839838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111328097468839838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/27-months-and-still-counting-edited.html' title='27 months and STILL counting. *Edited*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111293568706638961</id><published>2005-04-08T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T12:48:07.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parang hindi 'to update.</title><content type='html'>Kung bored ako dito, panu ka pa kaya jan, no, Ran? Hahaha. Balik ka na dito para masaya! Dalhin mo naman dito yung lamig ng States. Hahaha. Anyway, I miss you. Yeah, I know, lately lang tayo nagkasama and all but still. Weird ko ba? Hahaha. I'll see you in May. &lt;em&gt;*hugness*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINAY! Sira ka talaga. May dalawa kang minail sakin na virus. Grawr. Wala lang. Napa-scan tuloy ako ng wala sa oras. Anyway, ano, kelan na? And sorry kung hindi kita nakausap nung 6th. Pero totoo, nagtampo talaga ako. Kasi nga YUN. Pero wala na yun. Got over it na. Hahaha. Ayun. Miss you dude. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass, thanks at lagi mong nivivisit blog ko. And sorry kung hindi ako nakasama ng Nueva. Gustong-gusto ko talaga sumama nun. Parents ko dinedma lang ako. Anyway, bonding naman tayo one time. Labas tayo or something. I hella miss you, Ass! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO TO SUCAT. I'm hella bored here and they miss me na. WOEH, KAPAL NG MUKHA MO, ALE! Hahaha. But, God, I miss them. I miss watching their games. I miss going to mass with them every Sunday. I miss going to St. Martin pag afternoons. I miss Jesse's jokes and patamas. I miss Kuya Kiko's hirits. I miss everything about them. Even yung mga pa-sampal namin sa mukha ng mga ngongo. Hahaha. Grabe. And baka lumabas ulit ang tropa before pasukan. Okay din yun. Timezone nanaman. Hahaha. But then again, my parents are having second thoughts. Lola ko kasi masyado nang sensitive sa mga nangyayari sa pali-paligid. and yung mga groceries daw niya nauubos. Well, di ako yung umuubos. Matagal nang issue yun since that Alex dude moved in. Fuckerty. Kukutusan ko na yun e. Hai. Pero gustung-gusto ko na talaga dun. Kahit na I have to wake up to Alex's face. Putek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for ETC and Nickelodeon, I'm surviving this hell hole of a house. I just hope someone would visit me here. Wala lang. I'm much of a homebuddy now. Nakakatamad kasing lumabas. Pero sobrang boring dito. Kaya if you want to go here, sige na, ples? Basta yung hindi pa ako nakakapuntang Sucat ha. Kasi may 75% na chance akong makapunta dun. So, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uy, mag-comment naman kayo sa mga entries ko. I have this &lt;em&gt;"Post a Comment"&lt;/em&gt; thing-a-ma-jig sa end ng bawat entries. Rarr. Wala lang. Hahahaha. Oti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jopet was here nga pala nung 6th. He enrolled first then he went here. As usual, pagdating niya, kakagising ko lang. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, BHE. Thank you so much. Wala lang. Ingatan mo yang jacket ko ha. Isa lang yan. Hehehe. And I hope I'll see you again soon. Hahaha. I love you so much, BABY BOY + HUBBY ko. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;*mwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I still can't tag sa SARILI KONG TAGBOARD, excuse me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111293568706638961?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111293568706638961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111293568706638961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111293568706638961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111293568706638961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/parang-hindi-to-update.html' title='Parang hindi &apos;to update.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111268337161092346</id><published>2005-04-05T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T14:42:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckin' Tagboard.</title><content type='html'>Bakit hindi ako makapag-tag sa tagboard ko, excuse me? Wala lang. Nakakairita. Woeh, epal. Anyway, mga gusto kong sabihin sa mga tao:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, what pic? Yung tayong 3 nila Kam? Send ko sayo, sige. And sorry naman kung madamot blog ko. Hehehe. Wala lang. Sorry lang. Hahahaha. Ano, kelan na? Miss you so much. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kamille Loren, kilala mo ba yun? Damn, sino yun? Di ko nga malaman kung bakit may mga ganun ako e. &lt;em&gt;*chuckles*&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, love you and I miss you hella lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Jellai, uhm, di ko pa kasi alam kung kelan ako makakapunta jan. As soon as possible, I guess. Hai nako. Napakadami kasing mga palusot e. Grawr. I miss you sooooo much. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Han, di na tayo nagbobonding. And di ko na nakuha yung card sayo. Remember EDSA Shang? Hahahaha. Anyway, I miss you a lot. Love you, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Rach and Maric, thanks for dropping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Milkolate, I'm okay. Bakit, para bang hindi? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ass, bummer nga dahil hindi ako nakasama sa Nueva e. Sobrang gustong-gusto ko talaga sumama. Kaso laging late umuuwi parents ko kaya di na nakakatawag si Lydia. Grawrness. I hope I could hangout with you sometime. Pasukan na namin sa May e. Grawr. Love you so much, Ass. I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! won't cooperate too. Kung kelan napakakailangan ko, wala. Phootek. Anubang nangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran's already on her way to US. Di ako nakapag-bye. Wala lang. Shinare ko lang. Lunchtime na kasi ako nagising e. Flight niya 12pm. Hehehe. Have a nice time there, Ran! Pa-sa-lu-bong, pa-sa-lu-bong! Hahaha. Joke. See you in May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. I'M BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111268337161092346?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111268337161092346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111268337161092346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111268337161092346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111268337161092346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/fuckin-tagboard.html' title='Fuckin&apos; Tagboard.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111250744110156276</id><published>2005-04-03T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:50:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ako may gawa, walang magawa.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Napaka-defensive ng title ko. Hahaha. Nge, natawa na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga ganun din palang mga tao. Yung mga ang alam sila lang yung tao sa mundo. Diba unfair yun? Okay, I admit, minsan ganun ako. Kapakanan ko na lang yung lagi kong iniisip. &lt;em&gt;"E panu naman ako?"&lt;/em&gt;, yun lagi nasa isip ko. But now, I know better. Kasi pag pinagpatuloy ko ang kadamutan ko, mawawala yung mga taong pinakamamahal ko. I'm not saying this to bash anyone. I'm just saying this kasi I have a friend na sobrang hindi na alam yung gagawin niya. Everything she does seems wrong. When in fact, everything she's doing is right. Nagiging mali lang sa paningin niya yun kasi yun yung sinasabi sa kanya. Hai nako. If everyone would just stop thinking of his or her own self even for just one fuckin' minute, siguro magiging masaya lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga tao ding duwag. Yung titirahin ka pag wala ka dun. Pag alam nilang hindi ka makakaganti. I mean, that's so GRADE 7, for crying out loud. Yeah, yeah. Graduate na yung batch namin and all but I don't think that gave her the permission to bash people from our batch, especially my friends. Akala ba niya di siya mababalikan? I mean, UA&amp;amp;P is soooo damned near St. Paul. Kahit anong araw pwedeng pwede siyang sugurin no. Pangit naman siya. With the pink highlights? Pakshet, sana ginawa na niyang yellow, kung rebelde talaga siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' Yahoo. I can't attach a single Powerpoint file. Damn. I need to email it today. I mean, ang tagal-tagal ko nang tinetry na i-email yun, wala parin. Hai nako. Goodluck na lang. Well, I can just save in a diskette instead of me, e-mailing it to her. But then again, I don't know when we'll get to see each other again kaya I'm trying PARIN. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat, man, I can't take it anymore. Kahit anong ligo/shower talaga gawin mo, wala nang pag-asa. So hot! If only I can go out every fuckin' day and go to any malls, I would. Pero pag tinamad na si Gaga, wala na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, does anybody know who this is? Nakita ko lang yan sa digicam ko nung day before general practices for grad ata. Yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Anuba.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ito? Ine-mail lang sakin 'to. Di ko naman kilala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Anjampots.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putek, sana hindi mga ganyang mga mukha nakikita ko! Nakakasira ng araw! &lt;em&gt;*snickers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111250744110156276?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111250744110156276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111250744110156276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111250744110156276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111250744110156276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/ako-may-gawa-walang-magawa.html' title='Ako may gawa, walang magawa.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111236776692020446</id><published>2005-04-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:02:46.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple's Grad Night Part-ey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Huh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top (L-R): Apple, JR, Dean (Desch)&lt;br /&gt;Bottom (L-R): Niko, Kaycee, Ale, Polgene&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Musnit's debut for Apple's grad party to see my tropa. Sorry, Musnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss my Barx. When we saw each other, nakangiti lahat. Wala lang. Kasi huling kita namin was last year. Birthday naman ni Apple yun. Lahat halos ng occassion sa buhay ni Apple ang nagiging get-together ng tropa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyempre, pag ngayon lang ulit kayo magkikita-kita, maraming kwentuhan. Kami, di rin naubusan ng kwento. Magkakasama kami from 7pm til 7am at hindi kami nauubusan ng kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were bummed at first, kasi hindi kami naeentertain. Nagplan na pupunta ng Eastwood pero once magkalabitan, di na makaalis. At 'round 1am, we compromised on going to Malate. We went home at exactly 4:10am. Dito sa house namin natulog ang buong tropa except Apple. Well, actually, di rin naman kami natulog. Siyempre, kwentuhan. Sobrang na-miss ko agad yung kaguluhan namin nung umalis sila. Damn. Mushy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo ba yung feeling na tinatago mo lahat and it came to a point na hindi mo na kaya and then you just blow up? Naramdaman ko yung last night. My room's a witness. Nabasag ko pa yung glass table ko. Damn. I didn't know I can do that. Yung magdabog? Wala lang. That's so not me. Napuno lang talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a one-on-one conversation with my mom and she explained everything. EVERYTHING. Damn. She rocks. I don't know what'd happen to me if she weren't there last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. THIS DAY'S HOT. Napansin niyo ba? I can't take the heat. Though I'm not complaining. I don't know why pero di talaga ako umaangal. Kahit di ko na kaya. Weird ko ba? Shet, kung pwede lang tumira sa CR and mag-shower all day, gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. Di ako nakasama sa Nueva. Grawr. Sayang. Malamang-lamang, last na yun ng Trisix. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, alam kong nababasa mo 'tong blog ko pero di ka lang nagta-tag. Anyway, will you please tell Glen na thanks? Wala lang. Hehehe. Thanks, Dude. I miss you. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kam, wag ka nang masyadong mag-dwell jan sa problema mo. Yan din yung problem ko last night. Sumabog na nga ako kasi I kept everything. Di ko ginawan ng paraan. Basta, kaya mo yan. Andito lang ako if ever di mo na kaya, ok? I miss you na din. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ran (ito rin yung ni-tag ko sa blog mo), ma-touch ka, nilagyan ko ng comment thing-a-ma-jiggyness yung entries ko para lang sayo. Hehehe. Taft tayo ulit! Hehehe. Tuesday alis mo, right? Pasalubong ha? Hehehe. Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Pinky Cupcake, bakit mo po ginawang private yung blog mo? Grawr. Wala lang. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Tweenie, I miss you too! Thanks sa bonding nung isang araw! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kays, di ma-get over yung sinabi mo. Basta. Sa Yahoo! Groups na lang natin ko ikukwento. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Bhe, iba 'tong araw na 'to no? Hehehe. I love you so much. Sana makapag-bakasyon na ako jan no? Gusto na kita makasama, BABY BOY. I love you. &lt;em&gt;*hmwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111236776692020446?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111236776692020446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111236776692020446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111236776692020446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111236776692020446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/04/apples-grad-night-part-ey.html' title='Apple&apos;s Grad Night Part-ey.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111210000552927032</id><published>2005-03-30T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T01:26:26.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay nga naman.</title><content type='html'>March 28, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/DaluyongReunites.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINDIG, MEHN!&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the Dramatics' Shindig in Mcdonald's Greenhills. We totally had fun playing parlor games. At siyempre, dinumog namin yung table kung asan yung prizes. Kahit hindi nanalo may prizes. Damn, ang ingay-ingay namin! Wahoop! Feeling ko nga nairita samin yung emcee e. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the Shindig nga pala, we went to see Ran and Bianca's barista in Starbucks. Hindi ko naman nakita ng maayos kasi tuwing lilingunin ko, si Crespo nakatingin na edi obvious, diba? E okay naman sabi nila e. Yung nakita ko likod lang. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I miss them agad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 29, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to St. Paul at 'round lunchtime to get my card. It was hella hot, mehn! Nga pala, the trike I rode to the rotonda was really cranky when we got there. Aba'y bahala siya. I won't waste precious money on his rusty tricycle, dagnammit. Then the FX I rode to St. Paul, sabi pwede daw ako ibaba sa St. Paul talaga. But guess what? Sa DepEd lang ako binaba nung gago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got our report cards, Pinky, Ran (and her mom) and I took off to La Salle. We totally had fun on our way there. Lahat na lang ng mga karatula pinansin. When we saw &lt;em&gt;"Nirvana"&lt;/em&gt; (the bar and/or restaurant in Taft), we were like, &lt;em&gt;"Shindig, pare! After classes, jan tayo magkikita!"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"Maganda siguro ilaw niyan pag gabi, no?"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to La Salle and did what we had to do kaso only Ran got to go in nung magbabayad ng reservation fee. Nanghingi kasi ng ID. If you are or were from SPCPasig, you'd know how cruel the nuns are na kukunin nila pati ID mo. Good thing Ran had her driver's license kundi, patay na. After that, Ran and her mom had to go to DSWD (I know how you hate it there na, Ran. Hahaha.) so Pinx and I headed to Mcdo. We ate and then we got the chance to try kung panu kami makakauwi. Let me tell you. HINDI MADALI! Putek, hindi ako mapapag-commute from DLSU to Pasig/Cainta! Papatay ako. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off right now. The fact that my parents are fighting gets to me all the time. I can't take it. I mean, sige, normal lang magaway but can't they do it in private? Kailangan ba sakin talaga lalapit at sasabihin lahat? Ako pa naman, pag sinabi sakin, dinadama ko talaga. Lalo pag problems. Dinidibdib ko talaga. They know that. But still, sakin parin talaga sasabihin. A ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. Ayokong may mga bagay na hindi ko alam. Kasi pag nalaman ko sa huli, sobrang nasasaktan ako. Ang malala pa, sa ibang tao ko pa nalaman. Sana sa kanya na lang. But no. Ang masama, parang tinago pa talaga sakin. Kahit ayaw ko naman yung gagawin, sabihin parin, diba? Kasi mas maganda na yung magtatampo ako nung time na yun, habang nangyayari yun kesa yung ngayon ako nagpapakabaliw, iniisip kung ano talaga yung nangyari. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko na lang kung anong mangyayari sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Apple's grad thingy-chuvaness. I don't know if I'm going kasi debut ni Musnit. Sayang yung kay Apple kasi &lt;em&gt;"reunion"&lt;/em&gt; yun ng tropa. Yung kay Musnit, sayang kasi andun yung Trisix. I'm torn. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111210000552927032?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111210000552927032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111210000552927032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111210000552927032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111210000552927032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/buhay-nga-naman.html' title='Buhay nga naman.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111198258561008063</id><published>2005-03-28T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T12:03:05.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah!</title><content type='html'>OKAY NA PHONE KO! We had it fixed sa Semicon in Mega. We only paid, like, 150 bucks. Pina-reformat na siya and pina-update yung memory. Stupid branch in Rockwell ruined the phone and hindi man lang ni-store yung info dun sa database nila. So there. Yung binayaran lang yung releasing fee chenes. And ang tanga-tanga nung lalaki dun. Kasi nagka-pimple yung phone ko. And we were asking him kung bakit nagkaganun. He was explaining yung ginawa na pag-update sa phone ko. Stupid. I hate him. They shouldn't have let him take that place. Lahat ng umaalis dun sa releasing area nila naka-simangot. Putek. Though di na namin pinaglaban yung pimple. I was too psyched to be with my beloved 76 to care. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my Lola's place last...uh...Saturday. Damn. Wala na akong alam sa mga days ngayon. Everyday seems...uhm...Friday. Or Monday. Basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatics Shindig in 6 hours! Damn, I can't wait! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111198258561008063?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111198258561008063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111198258561008063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111198258561008063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111198258561008063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah!'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111158635960165011</id><published>2005-03-23T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:14:58.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang.</title><content type='html'>Now I'm totally inggit to those people who went to the grad ball. Damn. A lot of fuckin' undergrads (now I can call them that. Haha.) were askin' me who won as Prom Queen or what-the-hell-they-called-her was and I was, like, &lt;em&gt;"Di nga ako nagpunta e"&lt;/em&gt;. Damn. Sayang yun ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. No use in dwelling on that na. It was my decision, anyway. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Kanina ang dami kong dapat sasabihin but no, I forgot everything. Okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111158635960165011?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111158635960165011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111158635960165011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111158635960165011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111158635960165011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/sayang.html' title='Sayang.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111145406981012434</id><published>2005-03-22T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T09:14:29.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi ko nga e.</title><content type='html'>Siyempre, diba? Alam ko nangyari sayo without you, telling me... NANAMAN. E wala lang. As much as I would want to hug and comfort you and tell you that everything IS gonna be alright and manahimik kasi hindi ko nanaman alam kung anong dapat sabihin sayo dahil tanga ako sa mga advice na yan, wala. Wala talaga. Hindi ko alam kung gagawin ko 'cause you don't seem to need me anymore. Oo na, mababaw na. Oo na, madrama na. But that's everything I'm feeling right now. Wala lang. You &lt;strong&gt;used to&lt;/strong&gt; tell me everything. EVERYTHING. Ewan ko kung anong nangyari but I feel so distant from you na. Malamang, sa literal na distance, magkalayo talaga tayo. Pero yung sa...uhm...I-don't-know-the-word-pero-alam-mo-na-yun, ang layo na, sobra. Alam mo bang nami-miss kita kahit magkatabi lang tayo? Simula ng pumasok 'tong year na 'to, nami-miss na kita. Gusto kong batukan ka at sabihing &lt;em&gt;"Miss na kita, pare, alam mo ba yun?"&lt;/em&gt;. Putek, I know I'm not helping. Dumadagdag pa ako sa mga pasanin mo. Hai. Sorry I'm being the selfish bitch I am. I just can't help it. Pero you know what? I'm still here. Di kita iiwan. Dito lang ako. Forever lang akong nasa backstage. Kung kailangan mo na sa stage, on cue, mehn. Lalabas ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehn, I can really be mushy when I want to. May hang-over pa ng Daluyong sa dulo. Hahaha. Tama na nga! These stuff can really kill me. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Sammie's place yesternight. Birthday niya kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAMISIA SAN!&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang tawa kami ng tawa when we watched Yano's gift to Sam. Kung Pow yung title. Sabi ni Yano yung film daw na yun is a 1970-something movie. In-edit sa Hollywood. Dinagdagan nila ng mga kagaguhan. Sobrang tawa talaga kami ng tawa. The movie is sooo serious pa naman tapos yung mga pinagsasasabi nila "Are you part of the dark-nipples club?". Naka-dub in English yung buong movie. Sabi ni Yano sa Ruins daw niya yun binili. Makahanap nga. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 'round 10pm. Hahahaha. Ang mga bata, bangag na. Hehe. Pero sabi namin na by next week, mga insomniacs nanaman kami. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB nga pala ako kahapon. Pano ba naman, there's this guy. He's accusing me of something that I DEFINITELY did not do. Pakshet siya, NASIRA DAW REPUTASYON NIYA. E panu na lang yung reputasyon ko? Namatay na yun akin kung nasira yung kanya. I mean, kung gwapo siya, sige. PERO HINDI E. Makakapatay ako pag may nagsabing gwapo siya. Damn. Mayabang na kung mayabang. Nung cinonfront naman, nag-sorry bigla. Ang yabang pa ng mga pinagsasasabi niya, duwag naman pala. Kalalaking tao e. Yung girlfriend pa, i-deny bang kilala kami? Puta, e siya nga 'tong text ng text e. Grrrrr! Every summer na lang. Di na nawalan ng issue. And lahat pa ng issue, AKO YUNG LUMALABAS NA MASAMA. Putek, e ni wala nga akong alam sa kanila ngayon tapos ako parin. Pakshet lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad Ball ng batch namin mamayang gabi. And am I going? NO. Sayang sa pera e. I know the once-in-a-lifetime-lang-yan lines. E yun nga e. Kaya nga sayang lang sa pera. Hehehehe. Though I'd really want to be with my batchmates ulit. Wala lang. Trip ko lang sabihin yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magpapaalam na ako sa dad ko kung pwede akong magbakasyon sa Sucat. Damn. Sana payagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Han, do what you think is right. In the long run, mare-realize mong masaya ka parin. Siguro ngayon, malungkot ka pa dahil nga ganun. Pero mag tumagal, magiging okay ka. And I'm here hanggang maging masaya ka ulit. Kahit wala siya. Love you, Han!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kiars, Pinx, Ran, Eka, lahat ng DLSU, sabay-sabay tayong mag-enroll ha. Heheehe. Para masaya. Uhm, sabi ni Yano May 19 na daw start ng classes. Kung hindi 19, 24. Basta mga ganun. Enrollment daw week before 19 or 24. Hehehehe. See you guys in Taft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..SPCPasig 2005, sali kayong lahat sa Yahoo! Groups natin! Nasa side bar, tignan niyo. Meron jan. Ayun. I miss you na! Weh. Mushy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Bhe, magpapaalam na ako. Wala lang. Thanks talaga nung Sunday ha. Hehehehe. I love you. Miss you much! &lt;em&gt;*mwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111145406981012434?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111145406981012434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111145406981012434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111145406981012434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111145406981012434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/sabi-ko-nga-e.html' title='Sabi ko nga e.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111131800810726157</id><published>2005-03-20T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:01:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAKAWAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/MightymightySeniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="RED"&gt;SENIORS 2004-2005, NOW SIGNING OFF...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111131800810726157?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111131800810726157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111131800810726157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111131800810726157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111131800810726157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/breakaway.html' title='BREAKAWAY.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111123506201297106</id><published>2005-03-19T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:24:22.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUKAS NAAAAA! *gasp*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Invitation.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gagraduate na talaga ako! Putek. I can't fuckin' believe it. Alam kong some of my past posts say na I want to get St. Paul over with pero now na anjan na, ayoko na pala. Nakakatakot na. Grawr. And I'll miss my school. SOBRA. I mean, a lot of my happy memories happened there. Kahit ba sabihin mong 4 years lang yun. Rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRESHMAN YEAR (Waneyt)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Na-realize ko na isang school lang pala in-apply-an ko for High school.&lt;br /&gt;* I got into a Dugtong Dunong class. Yung mga matatalino?&lt;br /&gt;* I met my very first St. Paul friend and one of my best friends, Sam. Sabay kasi kaming dumating sa door ng room and we were both, like, &lt;em&gt;"Room 8 ba 'to?"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* CULTURE SHOCK, mehn! San ka ba naman nakakita ng mga taong puro sila lang ang iniisip? I mean, you ask them what the homework was and one would answer &lt;em&gt;"Weren't you listening?"&lt;/em&gt;. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;* I cry every night kasi ayoko talaga mag-St. Paul. I've always wanted to study in Manre or Assumption or Zobel. No offense, but now, I KNOW BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;* Our room won 1st place in SongFest ng Eliminations sa batch and won 2nd place, kalaban yung buong Highschool Department. &lt;i&gt;"Stars will shine in heaven agaaaaiiiiin"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* I was seated next to my idol, Kat Villamin. I love her. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;* We were 2nd runner up in the Intrams. Natalo namin yung Sophies that time. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;* Pinamangha ng batch namin ang Admin. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;* Sinira yung drums ni Kae Guerrero (Sophie that time) pati yung malaki at mahabang &lt;em&gt;"Freshmen"&lt;/em&gt; na streamer na nakalagay sa High School main building.&lt;br /&gt;* Pinostpone yung Cheering and nag-rally yung mga tao sa tapat ng canteen pero nawala nung umaraw. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOPHOMORE YEAR (Tuten)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wala ang classroom namin sa civilization dahil dun kami kasama ng Room 9 sa floor ng First Year.&lt;br /&gt;* I got to have a &lt;em&gt;"barx"&lt;/em&gt; na medyo solid.&lt;br /&gt;* One of my most memorable birthdays happened this year.&lt;br /&gt;* Natuto akong mangopya. Homeworks, quizzes AND periodical exams. Thanks to Leynes.&lt;br /&gt;* Namatay yung baby ng Adviser namin. As in hindi pa siya nanganganak, namatay na.&lt;br /&gt;* One of the most dramatics Homeroom sessions. Nag-away away yung mga classmates ko and our adviser said &lt;em&gt;"Nawalan na ako ng isang anak, I can't afford to loose 45 more"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* Napakaraming letters nung year na 'to.&lt;br /&gt;* Seatmate ko si Barbie for 4 consecutive quarters. And hindi ako umaangal. Mahal ko yun e.&lt;br /&gt;* Uso yung Ring nung time na yun and may dala si Sam dati na laptop and we'd watch sa room pag breaktime.&lt;br /&gt;* May kumakatok dun sa door sa likod ng room na hindi namin alam kung ano ang laman and hindi nabubuksan.&lt;br /&gt;* You gotta love Sir Velarde.&lt;br /&gt;* 4th placer kami both in Songfest and sa Speech Choir competitions. Sa speech choir, partida, walang actions pero 4th place. Hahaha. Yabang.&lt;br /&gt;* I learned to love St. Paul.&lt;br /&gt;* Open Forums namin na may mga one-liners si Jec para sa &lt;strong&gt;certain someone&lt;/strong&gt; na nakakagulantang.&lt;br /&gt;* Naging classmate ko si Crespo and I've got to be lucky I did. I met one of the best friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;* Walang intrams dahil dun sa nangyari na mga siraan nung First Year.&lt;br /&gt;* Skybowl Moments.&lt;br /&gt;* EK Moments and the Quackers &lt;em&gt;*ehemAggieehemPeachyehemSamehemPinkyehemCrespo*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My first roller coaster ride. Thanks, Aggie.&lt;br /&gt;* Second place kami sa Laro ng Lahi. Natalo namin Juniors. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIRD YEAR (Trisix)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I was in the best class in our batch, TRISIX!&lt;br /&gt;* I've learned to love everyone in this class.&lt;br /&gt;* Nung una, akala ko walang pag-asa 'tong room namin pero it turned out to be the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;* Never did I expect A LOT of people to actually care for me the way these people did.&lt;br /&gt;* Everyone had everybody's backs.&lt;br /&gt;* Bonding moment everyday.&lt;br /&gt;* Takot ako kina Tanya and Ingga nung una but then I learned to open up to them. And ngayon, kabiruan ko na sila.&lt;br /&gt;* Don Bosco Makati moments. &lt;em&gt;*ehemBheehemTans*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You gotta love Ms. Sarenas.&lt;br /&gt;* Sir Melo's after-discussion ghost stories nung 4th quarter.&lt;br /&gt;* Nahuli kami ni Ms. Sarenas na may leakage sa room.&lt;br /&gt;* Maraming nagbebenta and maraming kumakain pag class hours.&lt;br /&gt;* Si Sir Melo bumibili ng mga paninda nila Gege and kinakain habang nagtuturo siya. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;* Si Mrs. Gavino nag-walk out samin.&lt;br /&gt;* Mga natutulog sa floor.&lt;br /&gt;* Nanonood kami ng UAAP sa classroom.&lt;br /&gt;* May isa kaming Computer class na wala si Ms. Bite tapos nag-open forum kaming lahat tapos ang daming umiyak. That day was the day after Jopet and I broke up. Sept. 19.&lt;br /&gt;* Kopyahan ng codes para sa mga seatworks sa Computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;* Yung grade ko sa Copmputer from 89 to 78 to 89 dahil mali yung sinulat ni Ms. Bite sa class record niya. Di dapat sakin yung grade na yun. Damn. I hated her for that.&lt;br /&gt;* Natikman ko ang bopis nila Noe. Heaven, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;* We eat sa likod ng board na nasa likod ng table ni Mrs. Magtrayo.&lt;br /&gt;* Happy Soil. &lt;em&gt;*blech*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ingga and Noe's love story. Never kong makakalimutan.&lt;br /&gt;* Ang galing namin sa Field Demo, we deserve to be number one. Pero ng kukulay ng damit ng Sophies and Seniors that time kaya sila yung nanalo. Fuckin' judges.&lt;br /&gt;* Second over-all kami sa Sportsfest. Malamang champs ang Seniors.&lt;br /&gt;* MAHAL KO 'TONG CLASS NA 'TO. Yun na yun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOURTH YEAR (Porpito)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Second to the worst class I had.&lt;br /&gt;* We won over-all in Laro ng Lahi and Sportsfest.&lt;br /&gt;* Mga nambubully sa gate and sa canteen pag breaktimes and dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;* It's THE YELLOW I.D, mehn.&lt;br /&gt;* I have the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; seatmate, ever. Katrina Dean!&lt;br /&gt;* Clinic Moments &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Napakatanga ko nitong year na ito.&lt;br /&gt;* May nainsecure sakin dahil mas maganda ako sa kanya kahit maganda hair niya.&lt;br /&gt;* May inaway kaming Grade 7. &lt;em&gt;*winkKamwink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* DALUYONG IS THE BEST DRAMATICS EVER!&lt;br /&gt;* Hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan ang mga hirit sakin na sobrang na-HB ako.&lt;br /&gt;* Retreat sa Mt. St. Paul sa Benguet.&lt;br /&gt;* Field trip sa Mt. Banahaw. KALBARYO!&lt;br /&gt;* Graduation practices bore the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;* Sex Talks sa PCH pag grad practice.&lt;br /&gt;* PCH Moments.&lt;br /&gt;* I PASSED DLSU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's not EVERYTHING. Siyempre maraming mga secrets na puro kami-kami lang magka-classmates may alam. Hehehe. Hai. I'm soooo going to miss St. Paul. EVERYTHING about it. Hai nako. Everything's so sudden. Bigla na lang hindi ko na alam mangyayari. Hindi ko na alam kung makikita ko pa ulit lahat ng naging ka-close ko. Pero one thing's for sure. St. Paul has been my home for 4 years and batch 2005 has been my family. Mahal ko ang batch ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111123506201297106?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111123506201297106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111123506201297106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111123506201297106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111123506201297106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/bukas-naaaaa-gasp.html' title='BUKAS NAAAAA! &lt;i&gt;*gasp*&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111061516523198882</id><published>2005-03-12T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T16:12:45.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay. Update na talaga itech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;BABY JOPET KO, HAPPY 26TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY! I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Leynes' Debut. (March 6, 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her theme was pajamas. I went there sporting a pink pajama with the number 18 on it. Wala lang. Wala na kasing ibang mabili. Grawr. Kailangan 18 pa e, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, konti pa lang yung tao and di pa nagsisimula. The party was supposed to start at around 6-ish but it started at 8. Take not: SUNDAY YUN. May pasok the next day. Got to chat with Han, Crespo and Ms. Mara that time. Pictures and videos and more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got an instant collection of teddybears 'cause yung isang part nung debut niya na for guys, 18 teddybears. Lucky dog. I want an instant collection of teddybears too! Di ako magde-debut so hindi ko pwedeng gawin yun. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home nung 18 roses na. I was sooo darned sleepy. That was around 11pm already. Sleeptime's 9pm, believe it or not. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Tita O and Tito Ge's Wedding. (March 10, 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school last Thursday kasi nga kasal nila. Hahahaha. I know I promised the Sex Talkers that I'd bring them cake come Friday but then... WALANG BINIGAY! Grawr. Sorry, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was one of the secondary sponsors. Sa candles ako. Nagkamali pa nga kami nung partner ko e. Hahahaha. Pero di naman ata napansin nung mga tao. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, we went to Casa Milan in Fairview for the reception. Pink and green balloons were all over the place. They had this guest that sang IKAW. He was gay but had his voice changed kaya babaeng-babae na boses niya. I don't know kung pati yung kanyang ANO pinatransplant na niya. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, me and my cousins went on a joyride. Dapat punta pa kaming Eastwood, if we weren't wearing gowns and barongs. We were with this girl. She was an usherette. I forgot her name. I think it was something like Cherry or Cheryl. Basta ganun yung dating. All of my guy cousins were all over her like she was some kind of car or something. To tell you the truth, she wasn't pretty at all. She had big boobs and she was wearing a hot pink body-hugging, cleavage-showing dress and that was it. Okay. Bakit pa ba ako magugulat? I mean, they're GUYS. Of course they'd be all over her. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped the girl back at the reception and we went on again. Pido wanted to drive. Turuan daw siyang mag-drive. Mikko taught him. Turned out, marunong palang mag-drive ang loko. When Mikko was instructing him that when approaching a curve, dapat magb-break and ang loko, todo break. We stop at every curve we approach. Gago talaga yun. We were laughing our butts off and being the pikon person that he is, Mikko kept silent the whole time with his face drooped like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back at the place just in time. Tinakas kasi namin yung kotse nung bride. HAHAHAHA. Joyride na may pink flowers sa harap. Hahaha. There. Picture, picture. Siyempre. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at around 1am kasi may pasok pa kinabukasan. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, curly hair pala ako nug wedding. First time, mehn. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curly, very much!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Ingga's Debut (March 11, 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ride with Maggie papunta dun. We were there real early, kasabay naming dumating si Ingga sa venue. When I saw the pool, mehn, I almost killed myself for not bringing my swimsuit. Dammit, Ale, tanga mo forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone came in their swimsuits na which made me hate myself even more. Hahahaha. Joke! But hey, kung ikaw nasa place ko and lahat ng mahal mong kaklase magsswimming, maiirita ka rin. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, di mawawala ang pictures sa isang party so we clicked away! May it be a digicam or a camera phone. All Paulinians are camwhores, you know. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were games in her party. I was forced to participate in one of them. You know what game was it? DRESS YOUR EGGPLANT UP. Each of us were given a condom and an eggplant and we should put the condom on the eggplant. Sounds gross? Yeah. The first one to finish &lt;em&gt;"clothing"&lt;/em&gt; the eggplant wins. I lost because the moment I opened the packaging, I touched an eeewwwiee substance. Binitawan ko na. Hahahaha. Maita screamed &lt;em&gt;"EW! IT'S WET! IT'S WET!"&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that particular game, 18 shots na. I was one of them and I've tasted the love of other people's lives. Jose Cuervo. I have a new bestfriend already! Si JC! Hahahaha. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home right after the 18 shots. Didn't have the chance to par-tay. Panu, makikisabay lang ako. Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ULIT, INGGA! LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I'LL SOOOOOO MISS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Graduation practices.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every grad practice would've been boring if it weren't for the Sex Talkers. Hindi naman lahat ng pinag-uusapan namin about sex or connected to it. Yun lang tawag namin samin. Hehehe. Wala lang. There. Kaso lagi kaming napapansin ni Ms. Fetalvero kasi kami ni Tulang lagi asa may aisle. HEhehe. But it's alright. I mean, I enjoy grad practices. Yung iba kasi bored na bored e. Wala lang. E pag katabi mo ba naman kasi mga ganun e. Hahahaha. Wala lang. Enjoy. Gusto ko tuloy pumasok lagi. Weh. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han and I get to bond more and more during grad practices. Pakshet nga e. Ngayon lang. Kung kelan patapos na lahat. Damn. Love you, Han!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, marami din palang praning ngayon, noh? Akala ko ako lang. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111061516523198882?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111061516523198882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111061516523198882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111061516523198882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111061516523198882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay-update-na-talaga-itech.html' title='Okay. Update na talaga itech.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111056129177187016</id><published>2005-03-12T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T01:14:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures na lang muna, ples?</title><content type='html'>MARCH 6, 2005 (Princess' Debut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Leynes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Princess Leynes, the Debutante.&lt;br /&gt;2. Top: Ms. Mara and Crespi; Bottom: Kathoy, Ayesa, Cecille&lt;br /&gt;3. Princess and Aicel (18 candles)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ms. Mara and Crespo&lt;br /&gt;5. Princess' gorgeous nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH 10, 2005 (Tita O and Tito Ge's Wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Kasal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. L-R: Thel, Carlo, Vane and me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Serrano Cousins (Boys)&lt;br /&gt;3. L-R: Me, Thel and Vane&lt;br /&gt;4. L-R: Me, Mikko, Tita O (Bride), Vane and Ash&lt;br /&gt;5. Serrano Cousins&lt;br /&gt;6. Serrano Cousins (Girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH 11, 2005 (Ingga's Debut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Ingga.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ingga, the Debutante.&lt;br /&gt;2. L-R: Noe, Dianne, Gene, me and Pinky&lt;br /&gt;3. Lydia (Grey), Krista (White) and Gege (Green)&lt;br /&gt;4. L-R: Ingga, Gege, Lydia, Krista&lt;br /&gt;5. L-R: Jobby, Trish and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH 7-11, 2005 (Graduation Practices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Practice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. L-R: Me, Pinky, Tulang. BEHLAT!&lt;br /&gt;2. L-R: Ran, me, Pinky.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;"Batch Tree"&lt;/em&gt; c/o Ingga.&lt;br /&gt;4. Busy sa pagbuo ng &lt;em&gt;"Batch Tree"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. L-R: Michi, Krista, me, Pinky.&lt;br /&gt;6. L-R: Ran, me, Pinky. &lt;strong&gt;I love this pic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwentos next time na lang. Antok na ko. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Sex Talk-ers, sabi ni Pinky may inuman daw tayo? Kelan? Go ako jan! Mahal ko kayo! &lt;em&gt;*ever famous Sandara wave*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kam, paalam ako sa Pangasinan, okay? Yung Nueva natin sa Holy Week daw. Paalam ka na! Love you! Wait, asan reply mo sa Yahoogroups sa message ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, may sinend ako sa inyo ni Kam na pix. Wala lang. Hahahaha. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ingga, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5"&gt;BABY JOPET KO, HAPPY 26TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111056129177187016?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111056129177187016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111056129177187016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111056129177187016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111056129177187016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/pictures-na-lang-muna-ples.html' title='Pictures na lang muna, ples?'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-111019439422569811</id><published>2005-03-07T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T19:19:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This update is so darned late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;DRAMATICS CLASS OF 2005, WE SURE SHOWED THEM, DIDN'T WE?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 shows of the Dramatics class last March 4 and 5 were spectacular, di sa pag mamayabang. I mean, you get two shows that's a fullhouse (standing pa ha) and 1 show na sobrang marami paring nanonood. Damn. Some people nga watched the play twice just to watch it all over again. Biruin niyo, in less than 2 weeks, we managed to put up a very wonderful show. Wala lang. Ang galing lang namin. Rarr. And lahat pa ng punchlines, na-pick up. No negative feedbacks. San ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we were there, doing our &lt;em&gt;"shindig"&lt;/em&gt; nung tapos na yung buong show, sobrang sayang makita yung mga taong nanonood na nakangiti lahat 'cause WE made them happy. Ang sarap ng feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we couldn't have done it without Ms. Consunji and Sir Jay and Sir Peejay and Sir Voltaire who went with us every step of the way. Wala lang. Mahal namin kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everyone in class helped in this production. Okay, technically, hindi lahat. But hell! We still pulled every stunt without HER, men! Grawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that we did in this production and the production itself is for Kryzelle. If she were still alive, she'll give her everything to this production. She's the best actress and we felt that she was there, too. Everyone had her fair share of stories to tell. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, when we were cleaning up the Pere Chauvet Hall and everyone was there, ayoko nang bumalik sa real world. All I wanted to do was be with my elective-mates and talk to them all day. Everyone felt the same way as I did. I mean, with those 3 days I was with them (dahil yun lang inattendan ko na practice), I got to be close to almost everyone. Alam mo yun? Ganun kadaling mag-fit in sa Dramatics and it's so sad na ngayon ko lang na-realize yun, kung kelan tapos na lahat. Grawr. Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my Dramatics class, that's for sure. So much more than I'll miss my 4-7 class, might I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes before the Saturday morning show, Ms. Castilla announced that Kryzelle will be brought sa school. Iiikot sa rotonda. Everyone went out to the rotonda. When the karo finally arrived and went past the Dramatics class, we all took a bow. A bow to the most wonderful actress of our batch and followed the karo. When we were praying, I started crying. I didn't expect na iiyak ako ng ganun. I mean, we're not really close and everything. Pero ganun pala talaga yung feeling na may nauna sayong ka-batch mo at ka-classmate mo pa. Anyway, Ms. Consunji was there. She comforted me and told me that everything will be alright and Kryzelle's happy now, kung asan man siya. Right after the &lt;em&gt;"procession"&lt;/em&gt;, we all went back to the PCH. Sobrang emotional na and all we had was 5 minutes to compose ourselves dahil showtime na. Wala lang. Felt like sharing it lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're currently having our graduation practices. Damn it, sobrang boring. Nobody told me na I'm going to need a book or a jumprope pag ganun. Pero worth it din yun, kahit papano. &lt;em&gt;*winks at Kam, Dean, Han and Vea*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly want everyday to be a grad practice day. Kahit borlog. Deng. What's happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lunch break was kindov emotional. Sabi ko hindi ako magre-react. But I somehow gave my stand on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIEND KO, I know it's hard for you. Everyone who gets to that kind of situation, naiipit. Hindi alam kung anong gagawin. Kung tinatanong mo ako, I'd say you'd better stick to what's right. Diba nung sobrang nahihirapan din ako sa isang desisyon sa buhay ko THAT MIGHT CHANGE EVERYTHING, parang ganyan din sinabi mo sakin? Siyempre lahat tayo may gusto. Gusto natin lahat, diba? Pero hindi naman pwede yun, diba? Wala lang. I know that both of you will get over everything. Yan naman ang tama e. Masakit lang yan sa una. Pero you'll soon realize na tama yang ginawa niyo and it's the betterment of the both of you. Kaya mo yan. Dito lang ako para sayo. Kahit hindi mo sinabi man lang sakin at sa iba ko pa nalaman. Dito lang talaga ako sayo. Asa &lt;u&gt;background&lt;/u&gt; lang lage. I love you, friend. *hug*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dean, Dude, sorry nasampal kita kanina ng medyo solid at naligaw pa yung glasses mo. Hehehe. Okay lang yun, mahal naman kita e. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Han, promise? Gagawin mo yun for me? Thanks a bunch! The best ka talaga! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Kam, sorry di kita nasamahan sa Consultation mo kanina. Sinabay ko na rin kasi si Eka papuntang bus e. Rarr. Hehehe. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Bhe, mahal na mahal po kita. Miss you much. Sorry sa hassle mo nung Friday ha. Wala lang. I love you. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-111019439422569811?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/111019439422569811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=111019439422569811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111019439422569811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/111019439422569811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-update-is-so-darned-late.html' title='This update is so darned late.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110994972324757329</id><published>2005-03-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:22:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DALUYONG: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Congrats, Dramatics for a job well done on the first night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rock, men!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang harassed.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakapagod.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakapraning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakasaya.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakagaan ng loob.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang pagbi-bring out ng best in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Dramatics! I mean, you gotta love it. 45 brillant students, 3 outstanding mentors and 2 astoundingly original plays. What more can you ask for? Too bad I just realized everything two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are still interested to watch Daluyong: Big Crunch and Pintig ng Puso, just approach any Dramatics member or go to the Pere Chauvet Hall in SPCPasig. We still have tickets for tomorrow's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta love Ran and Alva's scenes. Wala lang. Mulawin pa yung background music. I sooooo love their scenes. Rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooooo want to get out of Highschool, already. I mean, Graduation is slowly approaching. Can't we just get it over with? Wala lang. I don't seem to enjoy school anymore. Except for Daluyong and it's about to end tomorrow night. Dammit. I'm not looking forward to summer, too. Yeah, yeah, I know that that was sooooo not me. I mean, I look forward to summer every year since God knows when. Now, Jopet's the center of my summer. I'm totally not expecting much from my usual bunch. I've been hearing a lot of things, awayan at dedmahan. I won't be able to stand that. So, si Jopet lang talaga for me this summer. WHICH IS TOTALLY FINE WITH ME. Hahahaha. Wala lang. Or kung hindi man siya lang, kasama si Kuya Francis and all. Hahahha. Wala lang. Ano naman sayo, diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:21pm. I have to get to bed. We have a 9am show tomorrow. Call time's 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;BREAK A LEG, DRAMATICS-MATES!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, this Parent-Daughter Recollection will definitely get to my head tomorrow. I need to freakin' bring our uniforms tomorrow, along with the costumes and all. Hassle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooooooo can't believe this. I was with Jopet 3 times this week. Mehn. Talk about miracles. Hahahaha. I love you so much, Bhe. And I'm sorry if I got you worried sick kanina ha. Ang dami lang talagang ginagawa sa Dramatics. Ni wala ngang panahon huminga e. Sana nakakain ka na. Rarr. I love you and I'm really sorry. Thanks for bringing my jacket kaninang morning kahit na sobrang hassle and for everything. Hehehehe. I love you, Bhe. I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110994972324757329?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110994972324757329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110994972324757329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110994972324757329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110994972324757329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/03/daluyong-day-1.html' title='DALUYONG: Day 1'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110959940757548521</id><published>2005-02-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:03:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout.</title><content type='html'>I'm not a big fan of Hilary Duff and her movies but I gotta love Chad Micheal Murray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110959940757548521?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110959940757548521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110959940757548521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110959940757548521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110959940757548521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/layout.html' title='Layout.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110959607874626000</id><published>2005-02-28T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:07:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another ANGEL enters heaven and sits beside God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Missyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take some time from our busy, busy life to pray for the repose of the soul of Kryzelle Cruz, a student from St. Paul College, Pasig Batch 2005 who passed away yesterday, February 27, 2005. She fought a very good fight. I know most of our batchmates still can't believe it. I know I can't. I mean, she was waaaaaayy too young. But, like what my dad and Jopet said, maybe God wanted it to happen, para ma-lessen yung paghihirap niya. Hai. We lift her up to God na lang. I mean, that's probably what he wants us to do. We don't blame anybody. We're just happy that Kryzelle's been part of our batch and &lt;strong&gt;SPCPasig 2005 will never going to be the same without her.&lt;/strong&gt; We'll miss you, Kryzelle. Sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110959607874626000?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110959607874626000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110959607874626000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110959607874626000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110959607874626000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-angel-enters-heaven-and-sits.html' title='Another ANGEL enters heaven and sits beside God.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110943118926382968</id><published>2005-02-27T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T00:02:55.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys, please, a minute of prayer won't hurt. *Edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/kryzelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kryzelle Cruz is my batchmate and my classmate in Dramatics. Hindi kami close pero we talk and we say &lt;em&gt;"hi"&lt;/em&gt; to each other. Now, she's still in Medical City. A lot of text messages said that her Lupus can't be cured anymore. Our prayers can really help. Alam kong some of you don't know her pero a minute or two of prayer is greatly appreciated. He's the only one who can save her. Alam ko namang hindi siya papabayaan ni God e. Anyway, I'm going in Medical City tomorrow to see her. Kayo din, punta kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OhMyGod, she's having a BF!"&lt;br /&gt;"What's a BF?"&lt;br /&gt;"She's having a Bitch Fit!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kam, paki sabi kung mali yung lines. Thanks. Love you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*, I can't please everyone, I fuckin' know that. Isa lang ako, milyon kayo. I can't attend to everyone's needs. Kung si Supergirl lang ako, I would, but I'm not. And besides, my world does not revolve around the people around me. Siyempre, saking mundo dapat iikot yun kasi nga mundo ko 'to e, diba? Now, if not one person would accept me for being the selfish bitch that I am, wala na akong magagawa dun. I won't waste my time on desperate attempts to please those kinds of people. Why would I? Di naman sila nagaksaya ng panahon na intindihin ako, diba? I mean, if they do understand me, hindi nila iisiping &lt;em&gt;"selfish bitch"&lt;/em&gt; ako. I have things to do, too. Hindi ako available 24/7. A ewan. All I know is my friends understand me. Kahit na sobrang unreasonable ko na at nasigaw-sigawan ko na sila, naiintindihan parin nila ako. Diba, Kam at Dean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*end of Bitch Fit*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110943118926382968?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110943118926382968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110943118926382968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110943118926382968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110943118926382968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/guys-please-minute-of-prayer-wont-hurt.html' title='Guys, please, a minute of prayer won&apos;t hurt. *Edited*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110940027368203284</id><published>2005-02-26T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T14:46:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Ale? Exams na next week kung hindi mo napapansin.</title><content type='html'>Okay, exams na next week and what am I doing? Hindi ako nagaaral. Wala man lang akong inuwing kahit ano from my locker. Pakshet. I don't care anymore, anyway. All I want is to escape that hell hole of a school and start a brand new life in Taft. Hehehe. I'm sooooo going to La Salle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to my not studying for the exams is I'm going out later. Hahaha. Well, I'll help my mom find the dress she'll wear for my Tita's debut. Wahoop! May kasalang magaganap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I know that someone out there is sooooo not happy today. To YOU: Sabi mo nga, &lt;em&gt;"kung ayaw niya edi wag."&lt;/em&gt; Wag mo nang pilitin. Bayaan mo na. Alam kong mahirap yun. Pero I think it's the only way. Kung ayaw na niya, wala na tayong magagawa. Pero I really think he's being a butthead. Sorry ha. Sobrang napakawalang sense ng sinabi niya. Responsibilities? Like I told you, inako niya yung &lt;em&gt;"responsibility"&lt;/em&gt; na yun when he started courting you. Dammit. Bayaan mo na lang. Easier said than done, I know pero it would be for your own sake. Marami pa namang nagmamahal sayo e, like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking for a new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhe, I'm so sorry last night. I just get pikon pag ganun e. Sorry very much. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110940027368203284?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110940027368203284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110940027368203284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110940027368203284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110940027368203284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello-ale-exams-na-next-week-kung.html' title='Hello, Ale? Exams na next week kung hindi mo napapansin.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110925293295828294</id><published>2005-02-24T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:48:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Anjlook-a-like.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, St. Paul Pasig friends, does this face look familiar to you? Hahaha. The text'll give it away, especially if you know me all too well. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the last day of our BORING LECTURES DAYS! Yahoop! Fun, fun, fun! Though I technically was absent kanina. Was at the clinic the whole morning because of fuckin' hyperacidity. Hahaha. God, I'll miss that clinic. That clinic has been my sanctuary. Hahaha. Drama. Pero when I get bored with my classes, I go there. Marami ring memories dun. &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Tama na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to class mid-lunch, I learned that my English teacher won't be coming in until the last minutes of the class. Yep, that's good news for us, alright. Watched Kailangan Kita for that subject after lunch and can I just say that I really love Aga and Claudine's love scene in that movie. Call me jologs pero I've watched that movie a couple of times in the past (since Ate Ly has a copy) and I don't get tired watching it. &lt;strong&gt;And Aga's soooooo deyamned hot in that movie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, peace tayo! I love you!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the lucky class that we are, hindi dumating ang aming minamahal (huh?) na English teacher. Homeroom time came and we were tasked to sandpaper our armchairs. First one to finish sandpaper-ing gets to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the sizes for our togas and &lt;em&gt;"caps"&lt;/em&gt;. Shet. Damahin na ang pagiging Porchir! Graduation's fast approaching! Wahoop! Finals week next week! God, this feels so good! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, three guys are texting me, calling my "CARLO^YABANG". Fuck it. Sabi nila may nag-send daw sa kanila ng number ko na yun yung name. Right. Nakakairita na. I'm being bitchy-girly to all three just so they know I ain't a boy but they don't seem to get it. Grrr. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pa rin napa-pass yung sCRAPbook ko. CRAP! Kasi naman e. Badtrip yung mga tanong. They don't have to give projects for Ethics, I mean, it's a practical subject. And not everyone does not believe in the Supreme Being, even on a Catholic school such as St. Paul. I do believe in Him but a lot of people in my class are agnostics. And they fail or they give low marks to all those agnostic people, which causes them not to believe more. Grrrr. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for a new layout. This layout's beginning to look boring. But I can't seem to find a perfect layout to fit my personality. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANYONE IN ST. CECILIA'S CHOIR FUCKIN' GIVE ME ORVEE'S SURNAME? WALANG NAGREREPLY SAKIN E, NAKAKAIRITA NA. GRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bes, may hindi ka kinukwento sakin. Grrrr! Hehe. Miss yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, I love you so damn much. Sana naman magkita na tayo, I hella miss you na e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110925293295828294?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110925293295828294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110925293295828294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110925293295828294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110925293295828294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110898625309372832</id><published>2005-02-21T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:44:13.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit.</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I'm just paranoid but I think my gradeschool busmates are plotting my death. Hahaha. Bully ko kasi e. But what the heel? I'll be gone in a month, sila, still a long way to go! Hahaha. I sooooo hate one of our busmates! Buti na lang ga-graduate na ako. I don't have to deal with her anymore. Goodluck na lang sa batchmates niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair relaxed and cut yesternight. Yahooray! MY HAIR'S FUCKIN' MANAGEABLE AGAIN! And... I HAVE BANGS! I'm not really into the idea of getting bangs, but hey! I think it sorta fits me. Hahaha. DEAN, PAPATAYIN KITA. &lt;B&gt;HINDI AKO LALAKI, OK?&lt;/B&gt; Hehehe. The best thing about it, everything cost me 450 bucks, complete with the haircut and the relax treatment and hot oil. Nice deal noh? Kam's getting her hair relaxed too. The same salon. Hehe. I'll go with her. Hehehe. Wala lang. Shinare ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean, Kam and I were together kaninang dismissal. We were following a bitch. Wherever she goes, we go. I pulled the sleeves of my blouse up and the two of them were shouting &lt;em&gt;"Ale, sando?"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"Mainit ba, Ale?"&lt;/em&gt;. 'Twas sorta funny. This bangkay of a tibo heard everything we were saying and she led the bitch papuntang rotonda. Haller? Akala kung sinong gwapo. Anyway, we still followed them until the bitch needed to go home. The fucking bitch made her way through the &lt;font size="small"&gt;small&lt;/font&gt; space in between Kam and Dean nang nakayuko then went to her car. Kam was hysterical after everything kasi baka magsumbong daw siya. Ito lang masasabi ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;, KUNG MATAPANG KA, HAHARAPIN MO KAMI. 3-ON-3 PA. TATLO KAYO, TATLO KAMI. HINDI YUNG MAGSUSUMBONG KA PA SA DADDY MO. HELLO? ANG TANDA-TANDA MO NA, DI MO PARIN KAYANG IPAGTANGGOL SARILI MO? KAHIT PA SABIHIN MONG YOU'RE WAAAAAAY YOUNGER THAN US, WALANG KASO YUN. THIS IS JUST A CONSEQUENCE OF &lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt; ACTIONS. KUNG HINDI MO NAMAN GINAWA YUNG MGA YUN, WALA NAMANG GULO E. AND PAGSABIHAN MO YUNG BANGKAY NA YUN NA HINDI SIYA CUTE, OK? DAMA LANG NIYA PAGKA-TIBO NIYA. AND IF YOU THINK SHE'S CUTE, WELL, WALA KANG TASTE. BALITA KO CRUSH MO YUN E. NGA PALA, KUNG NANGANGARAP KANG MAKAPASOK NG MAC NEXT YEAR, DON'T COUNT ON IT. PINIKON MO SI DEAN E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that encounter, we went to the busport. It was my turn to rub everything to HER face. We went to look for Glennie, kuno just so we'd have an excuse. When we were there, I spotted my target. I flipped my hair a lot and ang taas ng kilay ko. Hehehe. Taray ng lola mo! Anyway, when we had to go, I searched my bag for my brush and started brushing my hair. Kam stroked it and said &lt;em&gt;"Ale, ang ganda ng hair mo."&lt;/em&gt; I couldn't laugh my butt off kasi nga andun siya. Wala lang. Parang ang insulto. Hahaha. Kam said that she was looking at me the whole time. Well, SHE SHOULD! I mean, nilait-lait niya ako e. Now, she saw what's true. Ngayon siya mag-compare. Mayabang na kung mayabang, wala akong paki. Pag kayo ang nilait ng ganun, magiging mayabang talaga kayo, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T PASS UP. Which is TOTALLY fine with me. I mean, if I do pass, di naman ako dun mag-aaral e. Ang yabang no? Hindi ko kasi kayang mag-maintain ng grades. At hindi ko na kayang hatakin pataas ang grades ko. No chance in passing UP talaga. Oh wells. 2-2 sa basketball, kumbaga. Hehe. Quits lang, tsong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from Aves' February 19, 2005 blog entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"di ko talaga alam kung bakit &lt;del&gt;minsan&lt;/del&gt; na lang ako malulungkot bigla. pero bigla na nga lang ayan matutunganga ako at bigla na lang malulungkot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cumulonimbus13/74938.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to read the whole entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kam, wag mo nang isipin yung babaeng yun. Kutusan mo na lang. Hehe. See you tomorrow. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Patti, may utang kang kwento sakin. Rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, pagaling ka na please? Ayoko talaga pag may sakit ka e. Hai nako. Miss na miss na kita. I hope I'd see you soon. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/torinaura/1093831921_uresalways.jpg" border="0" alt="kawaii, desu ne?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your label is the Nice girl/guy.  You tend to care&lt;br&gt;for others over yourself.  However, many people&lt;br&gt;appreciate your caring side and would rather&lt;br&gt;stick by you than hurt you.  But, there is a&lt;br&gt;downside. Some tend to abuse your kindness and&lt;br&gt;take advantage of you.  You always try to see&lt;br&gt;the good in everyone and try not to hate.&lt;br&gt;Also, you have sharp insight and a great&lt;br&gt;personality.  Calm, serene, and understanding,&lt;br&gt;you make a worthy friend and a valuble ally to&lt;br&gt;people in need.  Don't change your sweet&lt;br&gt;nature, your constant being-there can save a&lt;br&gt;life.  &lt;P&gt; I suggest your go into a field that&lt;br&gt;centers around working with others such as a&lt;br&gt;doctor, baby-sitter, psychologist, lifeguard,&lt;br&gt;or Teacher.  If none of these occupations&lt;br&gt;interest you, it is okay then.  I am sure that&lt;br&gt;there are plenty of oppertunities out there for&lt;br&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/torinaura/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20teenager%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of teenager 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;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;SANA MATAPOS NA ANG SCHOOLYEAR. I'M SOOOOOO OUT OF ST. PAUL.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110898625309372832?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110898625309372832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110898625309372832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110898625309372832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110898625309372832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/dammit.html' title='Dammit.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110880746159354862</id><published>2005-02-19T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:04:21.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sob*</title><content type='html'>Damn. My 7650 needs to be reformatted. It doesn't cost much. Lang problema dun. The problem is, REFORMATTING MY PHONE WOULD COST ME MY PICTURES, CONTACTS AND MY &lt;strong&gt;MESSAGES&lt;/strong&gt;!!! The pictures and contacts, totally fine with me. Messages? NOOOOOOFUCKIN'WAAAAAAYY!! I almost cried. Shet. Goodluck sakin. My tita said that kung magpapareformat ako ng phone, bumili na lang ako ng bago. Makes sense. Siyempre kung ipapaayos ko yun, magiging sirain na siya. Might as well buy a new one. Problem with that is WALA AKONG PERA! Dayammm. Mahirap talaga pag poor. Good thing I have a spare phone. Kundi, patay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawned on me. 4 days of boring lectures, 1 day of commemoration of EDSA 1, 3 exam days, 2 goddamn weeks of graduation practice and 8 weekends to go before I bid St. Paul goodbye. THANK GOD! Ayoko naman talaga dun mag-aral in the first place. I mean, I came from a coed school during my gradeschool years, what do you expect? Gusto ko nga mag-highschool sa Zobel or sa San Beda Alabang e. Rarr. Pero hindi ko naman sinabing hindi napamahal sakin 'tong school na 'to, especially my batchmates. Grabe. Wala lang. They really made my stay in St. Paul worthwile. My batch spells FUN! Kahit na walang masyadong batch spirit. Hehehe. Rarr. Goodbye St. Paul, Hello DLSU! Wahoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro got confirmed this morning. Good for him. Hehehe. Believe it or not, hindi pa ako nagpapakumpil. Loser. Fuckin' St. Paul, inalis ba naman yung confirmation pag pasok ng batch namin? Though I remember one instance na nagpa-kumpil sila. I don't remember why the hell I didn't go with the batch that got confirmed. Oh well. No use mag-regret ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Alam niyo bang napatili ako ng balitang ito kanina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KATRINA IMPERIAL DEAN PASSED ST. LUKE'S COLLEGE OF NURSING!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't friggin' know why I freaked out when she texted me. I just did. Hehehe. Anyway, congrats, Dean! Sabi sayo sisiw yun para sayo e. I'm soooo dayammned happy for you. =) Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my hair relaxed tomorrow...HOPEFULLY! Ang tagal-tagal nang plano niyan e. Rarr. Sana matuloy na bukas, PARA NAMAN MA-MANAGE KO NA YUNG BUHOK KO. &lt;em&gt;*ehemKAMehemDEAN*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T GET OVER THE FACT THAT MY PHONE NEEDS TO BE REFORMATTED. ='c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110880746159354862?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110880746159354862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110880746159354862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110880746159354862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110880746159354862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/sob_19.html' title='&lt;i&gt;*sob*&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110880495609617392</id><published>2005-02-19T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T17:22:36.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sob*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110880495609617392?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110880495609617392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110880495609617392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110880495609617392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110880495609617392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/sob.html' title='*sob*'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110855883512373442</id><published>2005-02-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:00:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kahit saglit lang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;GUYS, LET'S ALL PRAY FOR THE SPEEDY RECOVERY OF KRYZZLE CRUZ OF 4-3. IT WOULD REALLY HELP IF WE'D PRAY FOR HER. A MINUTE OF INNER PEACE AND SOLITUDE AND ANOTHER COUPLE OF MINUTES OF PRAYER WON'T HURT. SHE'S IN A VERY CRITICAL STAGE RIGHT NOW. PLEASE. MALAKING BAGAY NA YUNG PRAYERS NATIN.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** The Dramatics Class 2005 of SPCPasig is willing to give her family P10,000 for the expenses ng hospital. We wish it'd be of help to her family. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Dramatics Class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;YOU'RE ALL INVITED TO WATCH OUR PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;DALUYONG PRODUCTION presents PINTIG NG PUSO and THE BIG CRUNCH.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When?: March 4 and 6 (pm: Gala Night)&lt;br /&gt;Where?: Pere Chauvet Hall, St. Paul College, Pasig&lt;br /&gt;Tickets will be out late this week. They're only for 50 bucks and they're very worth it. If you're interested to watch, please inform me. You know my cellphone number/ telephone number/ e-mail add naman e. Or mag-tag kayo. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110855883512373442?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110855883512373442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110855883512373442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110855883512373442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110855883512373442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/kahit-saglit-lang.html' title='Kahit saglit lang...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110838843071260925</id><published>2005-02-14T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:40:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To bait you with hearts... chocolates... flowers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stainedglassoriginals.com/Happy%20valentines%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO EVERYONE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, I love you so much. Happy Valentine's Day! Kahit hindi tayo nag-date or nagkita man  lang, ok lang. Pero mas okay yun kung nagkita tayo, diba? Weh. Hahaha. I love you so much, my BabyBoy. Thanks for everything. *hmwah!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110838843071260925?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110838843071260925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110838843071260925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110838843071260925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110838843071260925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-bait-you-with-hearts-chocolates.html' title='To bait you with hearts... chocolates... flowers...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110818872438394320</id><published>2005-02-12T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T14:12:04.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 months and still counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years and 1 month, ito parin tayo, Bie. Thanks for keeping up to my brattinella-ness. I know it's been hard for you. Especially nung nag-two years tayo. I don't deserve the princess treatment anymore pero ganun parin yung ginagawa mo. Rarr. Nakakahiya na. Hai. Thanks for everything. I don't know how my life'd be na pag wala ka. Seryoso. I know I used to live my life without you. But now na andito ka na, sanay na akong andito ka. Di ko na alam kung panu pag wala ka. Hai. Enough of that. I just thank you for everything you've done for and with me. And I'm sorry for the times I've let you down. Yun. I love you so much, Baby. Happy anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Tanya's place yesterday. Konting salu-salo. Birthday niya nung Wednesday. Helped Tanya fix the place. Ayun. Ingga, Gege and Trish came from the grocery. They bought the drinks. Bonding with Trish. Whatta small world, would you believe that Trish and thatfreakin'sonovabitch were classmates in gradeschool? And thatfreakin'sonovabitch already have that minamalat voice even back in gradeschool. That'll be the saddest thing that could happen to me. Fortunately, she got her hair straightened so she doesn't have that HAIR. Agh! Nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Krista, Pinky, Kel, Syd, Maico, Mon and Nikka arrived from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial: Please pray for Kryzelle Cruz. Critical stage na daw siya. She really needs our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam arrived after sometime. Kwentuhan, bondings, bukingan. Lahat na! Jec arrived when Gege, Krista, Kel, Syd, Mon and Nikka left. Hindi man lamang nagsalita si Jec. Hehehe. Anyhoo, tuloy ang kulitan until Jec had to leave. Susunduin pa niya yata sister niya. Ayun. After 1 hour, I left na rin. Sobrang bangag ko kahit hindi naman talaga ako uminom. Weird nga e. Siguro masyado lang napagod and all. Ayun. Was supposed to catch Freestyle and Iforgottheotherband in Bagaberde pero tamad na kami. Haha. There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing lang. Jopet's one of Tanya's 18 roses. O diba? Masyado silang close! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHOUT OUTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mon, secret lang natin yun ha. Shet. Nahihiya talaga ako sayo. Hehe. Pinaulit-ulit ko pa e. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dean-DUDE! May ikukwento ako sayo! Masyadong maliit ang mundo! Well, kung binasa mo naman 'tong entry ko na 'to, makikita mo na jan. But still! Hehe. Wala lang. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, nagtatampo ako sayo. I love you. Miss you much! Happy anniversary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110818872438394320?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110818872438394320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110818872438394320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110818872438394320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110818872438394320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/25-months-and-still-counting.html' title='25 months and still counting...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110803445252211331</id><published>2005-02-10T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:21:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapag maganda ka nga naman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/SoulmateKam.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That's my pretty Soulmate. Kaya kami Soulmates niyan kasi we have the same experiences. Even the insecure girlfriends issue. Hahaha. Would you believe that after 2 days, siya naman? Freakin' insecure people. Why won't they get a life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam, don't you feel sooooooo freakin' beautiful? Insecure sayo yun. Hahaha. Wag mo nang isipin yun. &lt;strong&gt;Malaki ngipin niya at grade 7 lang siya.&lt;/strong&gt; Ako nga, 3rd year e. Hahaha. Anyway, di hamak naman na mas maganda ka dun.And whoever said she was pretty must be blind. Ano ba? &lt;strong&gt;Wala siyang karapatang ikumpara sarili niya sayo, malaki ngipin niya e.&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe. Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110803445252211331?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110803445252211331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110803445252211331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110803445252211331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110803445252211331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/kapag-maganda-ka-nga-naman.html' title='Kapag maganda ka nga naman...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110787004082628035</id><published>2005-02-08T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:40:40.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalmado na ako ngayon.</title><content type='html'>Mga pare, sorry kung nagtaas ako ng boses. Mainit kasi ako kanina e. Nung dismissal naman, malamig na ako and I could talk ng hindi magtataas ng boses. Was supposed to approach the both of you nung bumalik kayo but then, lumabas kayo ulit agad. Plus, inatake ako ng pride ko. Sorry. Siguro yun na talaga yung naka-trigger ng lahat. Sobrang pagod ako lagi, ang dami kong ginagawa besides the usual schoolworks, pressured ako sa bahay ang a hella lot more. The whole day like that PLUS yung kanina would really eat the best of me. Isipin niyo na lang na paguwi ko, pagpipilitan sakin na hindi namin kayang mabayaran tuition ko pag nag-La Salle ako na sobrang nakakainis kasi nga dun ko talaga gusto mag-aral. My question kanina, kung naaalala niyo pa, kung mag-UST na lang ako should've given you guys the clue na hindi ako ok. Though I don't blame you kung hindi niyo naman napansin. Tapos pag dating ko pa sa school, ang dami nang ginagawa, ganun pa. Don't get me wrong, I see your point. Naiintindihan ko yun. &lt;u&gt;Naintindihan &lt;u&gt;kita&lt;/u&gt; nung ganun &lt;u&gt;ka&lt;/u&gt; dati. Kaya nga I have no right na magalit e. &lt;u&gt;Kasi ganun ako dati sayo.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Hindi na nga ako nagsasalita e. Wala na lang akong kinakausap para hindi na lumaki. Kung nairita kayo sa pagdadabog ko, you should've told me. Ititigil ko naman yun kung sinabi niyong ayaw niyo e. Anyway, I'll forget the whole thing... hopefully. And kung ganun man talaga, well, gotta deal with it. Parang nung una. Nung una kasi wala lang sakin kung ganun e. &lt;strong&gt;Sorry, guys.&lt;/strong&gt; Siguro, the fact na wala naman talaga akong nakakasama sa room kundi kayo tapos naiiwan ako, yun yung nagbother sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy, Ass, Alans, Joy and Aly, thanks for the comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanna, I never thought I'd say this but I believed in every word you told me kanina. Thanks. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;WALANG KWENTA ANG SUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Sharing.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110787004082628035?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110787004082628035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110787004082628035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110787004082628035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110787004082628035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/kalmado-na-ako-ngayon.html' title='Kalmado na ako ngayon.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110778270756901168</id><published>2005-02-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:46:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put*ngina, walang aangal, blog ko 'to. Kung may ayaw kayo sa sasabihin ko, gumawa kayo ng blog niyo at dun kayo magbuhos ng galit. EDITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Nakakainggitba.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IKAW &lt;del&gt;NA MAGANDA&lt;/del&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Excuse me? Di ko naman pinagkalatan sa mundo na maganda ako ha? Opinion lang yun nung nakakita. Mayabang na kung mayabang pero hindi naman siguro ako mukhang balahura, diba? I look presentable enough &lt;b&gt;para ipakita ng boyfriend ko sa tropa niya nang hindi nahihiya.&lt;/b&gt; And kung hindi mo naaapreciate yung itsura ko, wala akong paki. &lt;del&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sino ka ba? Ni batchmates mo nga di ka kilala e.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/del&gt; Isa pa. Kung ayaw mo sa itsura ko or sakin, for that matter, wag mo na akong siraan sa ibang tao. Mabait ako pag mabait ka sakin. Pero kung ganyan ugali mo sakin, di ako papatalo. Yellow ang ID ko at ako na ang pinaka bitchy na taong makikilala mo. &lt;strong&gt;KUNG MATAPANG KA, SABIHIN MO YUNG SINABI MO SA MUKHA KO. &lt;del&gt;Maganda ka naman, diba?&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;del&gt;O, baka naman hindi mo kaya &lt;strong&gt;dahil ikaw, maski sa pictures e,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;walang ibubuga?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/del&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PrettyGirl nga tawag sakin, remember?&lt;/strong&gt; Kung insecure ka lang sakin, hah, &lt;strong&gt;MALAS MO&lt;/strong&gt;. Kung iniisip mo yang ka-on mo, sus, &lt;strong&gt;MAGSAMA KAYO!&lt;/strong&gt; Care ko ba? Bakit, di mo pa ba nage-getover yung fact na yun? Hahaha.=D &lt;strong&gt;Kawawa ka naman.&lt;/strong&gt; Wag mo nang isama kagandahan ko dun, ok? Okay. Final words: &lt;strong&gt;TANGGAPIN MO NA LANG ANG KATOTOHANAN. &lt;del&gt;KAHIT SA PICTURE OR SA TOTOONG BUHAY, MAS MAGANDA AKO SAYO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Alam kong may mga friends NIYA na nakakabasa nito. Sorry if those words are &lt;strong&gt;KINDOV&lt;/strong&gt; harsh (kasi hindi pa lahat yan e). Pagsabihan niyo na lang yang kaibigan niyo. Kung mali tabas ng dila niya, mas mali tabas ng dila ko. **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110778270756901168?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110778270756901168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110778270756901168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110778270756901168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110778270756901168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/putngina-walang-aangal-blog-ko-to-kung.html' title='Put*ngina, walang aangal, blog ko &apos;to. Kung may ayaw kayo sa sasabihin ko, gumawa kayo ng blog niyo at dun kayo magbuhos ng galit. EDITED'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110767922679485719</id><published>2005-02-06T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T16:40:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Don Bosco Technical College of Mandaluyong's JIG SHOWDOWN.</title><content type='html'>I was at Don Bosco's fair yesternight. It would've been boring except for the fact that I was with Jopet. And I totally enjoyed our MYMP-slash-Bamboo experience. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to DBTCManda at 'round 7pm and we got in line. We called Monching, an alumnus of Don Bosco and a very good friend of ours, to get us in without using our tickets. Hehe. Since Jopet did a VERY HUGE favor for him, he got us a place in front of the line. He couldn't get us to go in for free because of that priest that I swore looked like a bouncer in one of the bars in Libis. We got in into the bald football field of Don Bosco Manda. Hindi sa nangmamaliit ako pero the place could really use a little rain. Hahaha. Anyway, Art and Soul was singing when we got in. Ang lamig nung voices nung mga guys, promise. One guy looked maangas pa nga e. &lt;strong&gt;Kalbo + Malaking katawan + Spandex = HOT!&lt;/strong&gt; Woot! Shet, landi, parang wala si Jopet dun ha. Hehehe. It gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (My sis, me and Jopet) went out to get something to eat when my folks arrived. I got my quality and intimate time with Jopet after. They let loose of that babysitting-during-the-concert thing. Hehe. Went back to the concert except that when we got in, fashion show ang nagaganap! Anong kalokohan 'to? Hahaha. Joke. Anyway, after that fashion show, a dance showdown was up. Hindi ako biased or anything but DLSU had quite a show. Sobrang galing. But their costume? Halloween pa ba? Black na may print na neon orange. But their routine rocked! Woot! And there was this guy. Kalbo nanaman. He's soooo maangas! Woot! Kay Jopet ko pa sinabing ang angas nung dude. Haha. Kalandian. It still gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYMP's up when we got that place near the stage, lampas nung barricades. Hehe. Monch got us that place. It was really nice. The atmosphere and all. We were seated sa field while MYMP did their thing. Mga songs pa naman nila nakakasenti. Everything felt perfect. Before the fans of Bamboo stormed in when MYMP's set was about to end. After MYMP, the hosts awarded those who won the dance showdown. While they're at it, the so-called Rockers were shouting &lt;em&gt;"ILABAS NIYO NA ANG KAWAYAN!"&lt;/em&gt;. Bastos, sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bamboo's band was doing the usual sound check, the &lt;em&gt;"rockers"&lt;/em&gt; were yelling &lt;em&gt;"BILISAN NA YAN!"&lt;/em&gt;. Hookay, sound check nga e, di na ba makapaghintay? When Bamboo started, everyone near us except another couple and kami ni Jopet started body slamming. Exaj talaga. The other couple and kami ni Jopet, muntik nang masiksik sa backstage. And after the body slam each other, &lt;em&gt;"PEACE, PARE!"&lt;/em&gt;. Oo na nga lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guitarist of Bamboo, Ira Cruz was hella hot! Woot! Tisoy, long hair (para sa isang guy), not my kinda guy but still! Pati si Bamboo, actually. May dating pero adik kaya nagkaganun. Hehe. Yan, kalandian nanaman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang nga I don't have pix kasi hindi namin dinala yung digicam. I also didn't get to see Bamboo up front 'cause our backstage pass was nowhere to be found. Kaya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, we have:&lt;br /&gt;1. LSGH: Kabihasnan (A text message from Anton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, guys, please go to our fair on Friday and Saturday and please watch our concert on Saturday night for only a hundred bucks. You'd get to watch Bamboo, Kitchie Nadal and Mayonaise, just to name a few. Hope to see you there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lourdes. Still, Bamboo and Kitchie but with Spongecola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. St. Scho. (A Friendster Bulletin from Van)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message: kung ikaw ay nalulumbay at &lt;br /&gt;walang magawa &lt;br /&gt;sa munti niyong buhay na puno ng &lt;br /&gt;kapalpakan at kasagwaan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punta kayo sa st. scho manila&lt;br /&gt;feb. 12, 2005&lt;br /&gt;150 pesos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga magpeperform:&lt;br /&gt;spongecola&lt;br /&gt;bamboo&lt;br /&gt;silent sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;kitche nadal&lt;br /&gt;imago&lt;br /&gt;sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;cambio&lt;br /&gt;barbie's cradle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tickets sold sa may gate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wag niyo akong tanungin. Di ko din alam kung panu kakanta sila Bamboo, Kitchie at Spongecola niyan, knowing na lahat ng concerts sa 12 magaganap. Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. UP-Manila (A text message from Jill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION: Party Peeps!;-) On the 24th of Feb, the UP Manila Fenders with DENTS (org) will have its second ANONG MERON JAM? project, an annual inter-collegiate acoustic band competition that features raw talent from promising young musicians in the metro. It would be definitely a blast! And FYI, this project is a fund-raiser for the benefit of our poor fellows in PGH. Where else can you find fun and charity rolled into one? The answer to that is at Club Sentro, Libis. Witness charity transform into something closer to our being human... F-U-N!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SHOUT OUTS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kuya Kiko, sabi ni Monch pupunta daw kayo nila RL kagabi. Di naman kayo nagpunta. Hehe. Musta ang ating &lt;em&gt;*ehem*&lt;/em&gt;? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Monch, kahit alam kong walang pag-asang mabasa mo ito, thanks. If it weren't for you, we won't get to go in front of the line and of the barricades. Hahaha. Joke. Pero thanks talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, thanks for last night. Di ko na nga pala ibabalik yung jacket mo ha. Hehehe. Klepto ba masyado? Hai. Basta thanks for one helluva night. I love you so much. I hope I'd to see you real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110767922679485719?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110767922679485719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110767922679485719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110767922679485719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110767922679485719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/don-bosco-technical-college-of.html' title='The Don Bosco Technical College of Mandaluyong&apos;s JIG SHOWDOWN.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110742907865506321</id><published>2005-02-03T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:11:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramahan na itech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUDEFUCKER KO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nagulat ako sa sinabi mo kaninang Homeroom. Wala lang. Parang hindi kasi talaga ako ganun pero yun yung sinabi mo. Yeah, I know I was there in one of you dark hours pero wala naman talaga akong sinabi e. Pero for you to say that? I'm really grateful. And honored, might I add. Grabe, Dean, I owe you so much. Hindi ko na alam kung panu pa ako magth-thank you. Basta. Thanks for everything. Our ride's been kindov rough and wild but I'll bring everything with me. Wala akong makakalimutan. Di na ako magkaka-amnesia. Hehehe. Love you, Dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang kulit ng Homeroom namin kanina. Alam kong kahit pa-joke sinabi ng iba yung mga gusto nilang sabihin, they're sincere about it. Sana nadala ko yung digicam. Kodak Moment, really. Hai. It dawned on me on that very same Homeroom na I'll be graduating in a matter of WEEKS and I can't do anything about it. With the end of my Senior and St. Paul life fast approaching, I begin to feel that feeling of abandonment. Wala lang. I'm going to miss everyone. From the weirdest teachers down to the weirdest batch/schoolmates (no offense). Kolehiyo na ito. There's no turning back now. This is real life. No more uniforms (Hahaha. At last!). No more empty libraries. No more trips to the clinic. No more weird and annoying rules from the student handbook. Wala na. Everything'll be your choice. No more limits. No more boundaries. Well, di na lang kung may mga rules parents niyo. But still. Hindi na sila ganun kahigpit. Fudge. The thoughts creep me out and excite me at the same time. Excited kasi I don't have to wear black and/or white ponytails to school and, well, 4-7's not one of the better classes I've been in kaya I can't wait to get out of school. If it weren't for Kam, Ass and Dean, I won't survive my Senior year. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na ang drama. Hehehe. Got my DLSU Letter of Admission yesterday. Weird na kung weird but I can't take my paws off it. Wala lang.  If you'd take a peek from my card, di kayo maniniwalang tinanggap ako ng La Salle. But they did and I'm grateful. I need to do my best these remaining days. Kaya kung nakikita niyo akong nag-aaral, wag na kayong magulat. I need to pull my grades back up, for the last time. Kahit alam kong hindi na possible yun sa katamaran ko. Hai. DLSU! Shet. Weird ba? Okay, tama na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shet, I can't believe I didn't put the second biggest shock of my life here. I got so preoccupied by the fact na maraming tao na ang natatanga ngayon. Anyway, the second biggest shock of my life was Feb.1, during our Filipino class. A group of my classmates were reporting about a novel. They used a video to show the plot/summary of the story. Then, it happened. A classmate of mine who's not really...uhm...EVERYBODY'S KINDA PERSON &lt;strong&gt;started acting like she was the most appealing person on earth&lt;/strong&gt;. On top of that, wet-look pa siya! T*nginang yan! Her role was supposed to be a rich dude. A HANDSOME, rich dude. But nooooo! Ika nga ni Kam, it gave everyone goosebumps. Hindi agad na-getover ng classmates ko, including me, yung nakita namin. Everyone was, like, &lt;em&gt;"Eeeewwwww"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"Yuuuuuckk!"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"PLES?"&lt;/em&gt; for what seemed like 3 minutes. Potah. Nightmare! &lt;em&gt;*anti-karma, the Fatima Paras way*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass told me something a while ago before clubtime that sent me and Dean to hysterical laughter. Though I can't post it here. It's embarrassing for that person. Pero sobrang pag narinig niyo, di na rin kayo titigil sa kakatawa. Hahahaha. I promised Ass I won't tell. So there you go. You missed 1/18 of your lives. Hahaha. JOKE! But I did promise Ass I won't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHOUT OUTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kam, sayang wala ka nung Homeroom. Ang sayang malungkot na makulit. Wala lang. Love you. See you tomorrow! Balitaan mo pala ako pag tumawag ulit sayo si... Okay? Hahahaha. &lt;em&gt;*peace sign to Kam*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ass, promise, I won't tell. &lt;em&gt;"Your secrets are safe with me..."&lt;/em&gt; Hehehe. Love you MushyFriend! Missed hanging out with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BabyBoy, I love you so damn much. I miss you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110742907865506321?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110742907865506321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110742907865506321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110742907865506321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110742907865506321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/dramahan-na-itech.html' title='Dramahan na itech.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110725696570212953</id><published>2005-02-01T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:23:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*shock*</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/TooMuchStupidness.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE? YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER THAN THAT!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano nang nangyayari sa mundong ito?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110725696570212953?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110725696570212953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110725696570212953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110725696570212953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110725696570212953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/02/shock.html' title='&lt;i&gt;*shock*&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110713786865594038</id><published>2005-01-31T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:17:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 31st Celebrant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/CaiBirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Cai! Grabe, kahit classmate parin kita ngayon, miss parin kita. Hehehe. Yung bonding siguro natin yung namimiss ko. Rarr. Ayun. Enjoy your day! Love you, Cai! &lt;em&gt;*hug*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thoughts: Magkamukha ba kami ni Cai? Si JM kasi, pinagpipilitan last year pa na kambal kami ni Cai e. Hehehe.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON IYA VILLANIA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/onyx_satin"&gt;Abi&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Iya Villania's real name is Vanilla?? Did I hear that right? That's sad. Tsh. I have this personal vendetta against her you see. I really just hate her &lt;del&gt;for the fact that she got to meet Hanson and actually got to touch and speak to and spend time with them and I didn't. And it didn't really help that that opening act of hers was crap.&lt;/del&gt; No stage presence, lousy singer, even lousy dancer... a putrid performance overall."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Galit na galit din ako sa babaeng yun. Yeah, she's pretty. That's why I hate her. Kamukha daw siya ni Angel Carriaga. PAAAAAKKSHEEEEET!! Bitter parin si Ale. Hahaha. Akala ko over na ako sa issue na yun. But nooooo! Tuwing nakikita ko si Iya, BOOM! Wala na. Rarr. I always watch MYX pa naman. Grrrr. Okay, Ale, stop. &lt;em&gt;*breathe in, breathe out*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEJADA FAMILY REUNION @ ATE SUE'S IN SINAG TALA, BF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas fun, really. Though Kuya wasn't there. I don't know why. We were all psyched up by the fact that we were all together and hindi na namin namalayan na umaga na pala. That's why I'm here in front of the PC, typing my butt away. Kasi kakagising ko lang. Hahaha. Funny thing is, I din't drink last night. Bonding lang with the Tejadas. Tapos bangag ako pag gising ko. Nahihilo and all. Hahaha. Got my dose of the Tejadas, I guess. Saya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Kuya Jem arrived,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Jem: Ale, kamusta na si... &lt;em&gt;*grin*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ale: &lt;em&gt;*nudge Kuya Jem sa may ribcage and laughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Jem: &lt;em&gt;*laugh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Daph: Aba, may understanding 'tong dalawang 'to ha.&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Dan: Oo nga, body language lang kailangan.&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Jem: Oo naman, isang tingin ko lang jan, alam na niya sinasabi ko. &lt;em&gt;*wink at Ale*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, mind you, LAHAT ng kamag-anak ko hinahanap si Jopet. Tita Day, Kuya Ian, lahat na! &lt;em&gt;"Welcome to the family..." *sings*&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tito-Lolo's so sweet. Kasi the balikbayans were dancing ballroom. He and I were seated together and he kept on saying &lt;em&gt;"Naaalala ko si Delilah".&lt;/em&gt; My Tita-Lola died waaaaayy back ing 1991. Grabe, sweet talaga. Isa pa, yung mga balikbayans mga oldies na rin. They danced Rhumba and (WARNING, THIS IS SOOOO CHEESY!) you can really see the fire of love in their eyes. The love they can see into each other's eyes. Sobrang sweet! Andun parin yung fire na nag-ignite sa kanila nung una. Hindi na nawala. Shucks! Kainggit, promise. And nagtitigan sila the whole time. Para bang sila lang yung tao sa mundo. Sweet talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Tama na nga. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUT OUTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BabyBoy, sorry po kaninang morning. Kasi naman e. Mejo na-piss off lang ako dun sa fact na... YON. Sorry. I love you so much. &lt;em&gt;*mwahugtyt*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110713786865594038?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110713786865594038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110713786865594038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110713786865594038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110713786865594038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/january-31st-celebrant.html' title='January 31st Celebrant.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110706463080635068</id><published>2005-01-30T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:57:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denderendenden...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JELLAI. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JELLAI. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JELLAI.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*woot woot!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/MochaBday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jellainne, happy birthday! I love you, Mocha! Missed hanging with you! Sana sa summer bonding ulit! Heheh. Happy birthday, ulit! Libre naman jan! Hehehe. Miss you much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110706463080635068?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110706463080635068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110706463080635068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110706463080635068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110706463080635068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/denderendenden.html' title='Denderendenden...'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110700134147694364</id><published>2005-01-29T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:42:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Na 'To, Todo Na 'To, Ang Saya-Saya Noh?: The SENIORS '05 Family Day</title><content type='html'>Okay. That was the last Family Day I'd ever attend sa St. Paul. Wahoop! I dunno if I should be happy about it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/FamilyDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teachers and parents like you've never seen them before... Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;2. Driz Kathleen Senior, Ass, my Bro, me, Alans, my Sister, Emmy and Kam WILL SURVIVE! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;3. Videoke Queens, Alanna and Elaine.&lt;br /&gt;4. Driz, Nona, Matet, Alanna, Kam, Mrs. Are, Joy, Nona's mom, My mom.&lt;br /&gt;5. Joanne, Coms, Hanny, Kam, Elaine, Fatzi, Me.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hataw na, Ms. Castilla!&lt;br /&gt;7. Alanna: &lt;em&gt;"Favorite song ko yan! *sing and dance* Hahahaha, eeeeeyyyooo, chuvachuvachuva, hahahahaha"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. I Will Survive!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE FAMILY DAY:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/DSC00592.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Mary Jane Castilla, dancing to Dancing Queen. WAWULBEE!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kam, bakit ka nabadtrip kanina? Wala lang. Kung ano man yun, I'm here to help, aytiee? And totoo bang nakasama natin kanina dun sa &lt;em&gt;"black diamond"&lt;/em&gt; YON? Bakit hindi ako nagising? &lt;em&gt;"Napandilatan ba ako?"&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Love you, Soulmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dean, ui! Nagtest ka sa Trinity! Wahoop! Yakang-yaka yun! Chicken panis ba? Sure ball na yan, Dude, don't worry. Missed hanging out/fooling around with you, seryoso. Love you. At teka, bago tayo magkalimutan, YUNG PINAPAPRINT KO HA, don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ass, oo nga, dapat magsama na tayo. La na akong masyadong alam sayo. Rarrness. Love you, MushyFriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MAC Vocalists, ANG GALING-GALING NIYO! Prelude to 10 was a big success! Congrats! (Para sa concert nila kahapon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bhe, wala lang. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Gusto ko lang special mention ka dito. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Hehehe. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ikaw ha, di ka nanaman nagpaalam. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Grrrr! &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Joke. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Punta pala kami kila Ate Sue tomorrow. &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Punta ka din, ples? &lt;font color="sky blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Paki bilang PLES.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110700134147694364?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110700134147694364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110700134147694364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110700134147694364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110700134147694364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-na-to-todo-na-to-ang-saya-saya.html' title='Last Na &apos;To, Todo Na &apos;To, Ang Saya-Saya Noh?: The &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;SENIORS &apos;05&lt;/font&gt; Family Day'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110664919514684663</id><published>2005-01-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:33:15.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin? Nah. Baka pader.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;This is sooooo not my day. Actually,I've been experiencing some really annoying situations lately. First, I go to school running late for 3 consecutive days now. Second, my bag can't seem to cater my needs. Third, I got a freakin' 74 in English. Fourth, we'll be having this reporting thing in Filipino tomorrow and our FUCKIN' &lt;em&gt;"leader"&lt;/em&gt; demands a lot of things pero siya wala mang lang ginagawa. Di pa ma-contact. Lastly, well, I'm having these &lt;em&gt;"debates"&lt;/em&gt; inside me. Masyado akong naaapektuhan sa mga nangyayari sa paligid ko AND IT'S NOT GOOD. Dati, sobrang kaya kong mangdedma ng mga ganun. Ngayon, parang ang sensitive ko na. Pakshet. And me, being sensitive to those kinda things is soooooo not a good sight, I tell you. Fuck. I'm sooooo pissed off. But what's a girl like me to do? Di ko na kayang dedmahin e. Fuck. &lt;strong&gt;GOODLUCK, ALE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;JUST KEEP IT INSIDE, LEARN HOW TO HIDE YOUR FEELINGS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110664919514684663?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110664919514684663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110664919514684663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110664919514684663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110664919514684663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/hangin-nah-baka-pader.html' title='&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Hangin? Nah. Baka pader.&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110656273843410019</id><published>2005-01-24T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T18:32:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay.</title><content type='html'>My A&amp;D teacher got his nose done! Pakshet. Sobrang bothered at sobrang disturbing niya. Namumula pa yung dulo ng ilong niya. Sobraaaaa! Palusot pa niya may pumutok daw na pimple. Yeah, right Sir. Sa tingin mo ba bebenta yun? E ang tangos ng ilong mo pag naka-side view e. Blech. Sooooo disturbing. Di ako nakaconcentrate sa quiz namin, yan tuloy, bagsak. Pakshet. Hai. Sana hindi ko muna siya ulit makita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pix nung field trip (c/o Leanne)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/FieldTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 teachers with us were Mrs. Villanueva and Mrs. Visaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Pagodnaba.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of Kalbaryo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v220/hotbabygirl12/Pix%20for%20my%20Blog/Stopoverbaitech.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga harag na harag na pero picture parin!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for pics of Emmy to be uploaded. Hehehe. Wala lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110656273843410019?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110656273843410019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110656273843410019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110656273843410019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110656273843410019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay.html' title='Okay.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919157.post-110641452385382405</id><published>2005-01-23T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T01:22:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang bangag ko na pero sige na lang.</title><content type='html'>Huh? Oti ng title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and my Kuya Francis have been bonding these past few days. I'm glad, of course. Never in my wildest dreams would I find Kuya Kiko confiding in me. Wala lang. Ang saya lang. And if masyado na akong nagfi-feeling na Kuya na ang tawag ko sa kanya, well, hindi ako nagfi-feeling. It's part of the bonding we have. Wala lang. Shinare ko lang, bakit ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Perhaps the hardest lesson to learn is not to be attached to the results of your actions." - Joan Borysenko&lt;br /&gt;"Be patient. You'll know when it's time for you to wake up and move ahead." - Ross Dass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganda no? Wala lang. Pinost lang yan ni Noe sa YahooGroups namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIELDTRIP 2005 (January 21).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bus trip to and from Mt. Banahaw is one helluva fun experience. Bonding with all the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;- Doritos/Ruffles + Dip-na-dala-ni-Dean = HEAVEN.&lt;br /&gt;- Lakbay Faci, Kuya Joel, is soooo mataray, according to him. Boring pa ng mga jokes.&lt;br /&gt;- The 2 Mrs. V's not KJ at all. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Petron San Pedro, Laguna stop-over: A VERY MEMORABLE PLACE. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Annoying pest in Palamig, Petron who kept bossing everyone around. (Annoying na, pest pa.)&lt;br /&gt;- Jeepney ride. You could see in everyone'e faces kung nakasakay na ba sila ng jeep before or hindi pa. Some won't even touch the jeepney's bar thing-a-ma-jiggy dahil marumi. Everyone panicked when I took a group pic inside the jeep dahil tumayo ako dun sa may &lt;em&gt;"entrance"&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. Reactions were all Kodak moments.&lt;br /&gt;- The hike to the so-called &lt;em&gt;"Jordan River"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- The freezing &lt;em&gt;"Jordan River"&lt;/em&gt; and its healing powers.&lt;br /&gt;- Wet-look hike to &lt;em&gt;"camp site"&lt;/em&gt; for Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Husgado cave. The ultimate experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2-hour Death hike to and from Kalbaryo, the foot of Mt. Banahaw.&lt;br /&gt;- Bitchin' view from the top of Kalbaryo.&lt;br /&gt;- Trip back to the house spelled D-U-L-A-S.&lt;br /&gt;- Bihisan moments: A Struggle for SURVIVAL. Si Kuya Joel, pumasok pa e nagbibihis nga e. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Trip to Manila = SILENCE AND OCCASSIONAL LAUGHTER FROM THE BACK OF THE BUS (while watching White Chicks).&lt;br /&gt;- Ale and Dean's first picture together na silang dalawa lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's about it. Thanks a bunch to the F*ckers and the Perfect Mates. They made the fieldtrip perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SHOUT OUTS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dean, ang daya mo. Kay Kam nag-tag ka, sakin hindi. Hmph. Hehe. Love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kam, you feeling ayt? I'm just a text away, okay? Yessss. Rhyming pa! Hahaha. Love u. I've got news for you pala. It's from a very reliable source. Hehe. On Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bestfriend 'Nil, nagka-gf ka? Di ka nagkukwento. Hrmph. Anong name? And tiga san? Tiga dito? Mas maganda sakin? Heheheh. Wag mo nang sagutain yung last question. Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rach, thanks po sa pag-congratulate sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Noe, oo nga e. Ang daming Advertising satin. Gusto ko na nga dun but my mom told me between UST and DLSU, La Salle na daw ako WHICH IS TOTALLY FINE. Hahaha. Love u Noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Babe, I was really worried, sorry. Mahal na mahal po kita. I'll catch you tomorrow. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin arrived from London 2 hours ago. Yep. PASALUBONG GALORE! Wahoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going to Paranaque 7 hours from now. Gotta sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919157-110641452385382405?l=hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/110641452385382405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6919157&amp;postID=110641452385382405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110641452385382405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919157/posts/default/110641452385382405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotbabygirl12.blogspot.com/2005/01/ang-bangag-ko-na-pero-sige-na-lang.html' title='Ang bangag ko na pero sige na lang.'/><author><name>Aletotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14127155285192193290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0BdLfxiURE/TgFL13dv5FI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oaowfCibLDs/s220/IMG_1318.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
