<?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-20852401</id><updated>2011-09-30T19:08:32.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello stranger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5597696636777222658</id><published>2011-04-18T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:32:25.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kasi gusto ko magalit. gusto ko umiyak. gusto kita kausapin para awayin. pero wala akong napapala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5597696636777222658?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5597696636777222658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5597696636777222658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5597696636777222658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5597696636777222658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2011/04/kasi-gusto-ko-magalit.html' title=''/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1196264239524391350</id><published>2011-01-02T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:09:45.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>YEY 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a day too late. BUT. I have a perfectly good reason why. I was sick for a week and I just got better. Today! Yes, today! :&gt; Well, hopefully the fever goes away. Last time I checked my temperature was below the normal range which is at 37. I was at 36.somethings. So yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I really did want to go back to sleep. Since this will be the last day I will be enjoying my Christmas break. Tomorrow I shall fix my papers to get my life back on track. Actually, I will try to finish everything by today, because tomorrow I will do leg work stuff for my papers. AND I will TRY to visit the place where I can get subjects for my thesis. I am actually surprised by these plans. Hopefully I don't back out like I always do. You know why I always back out? Because I am afraid of taking public transportation in places I am not familiar with. Basically my meter's at 15kms away from my place. Just kidding. :P Since my internship for the merchandising department of a clothing line, which I have to do for school, I learned how to go to SOME places I've never been to before. :&gt; I've actually survived weeks of traveling alone. It's not so bad. I actually enjoyed it. Except for the fact these rush-hour-ladies be smackin' yo' face if you don't move yo' ass! hahaha crazy how people get during rush hour. But enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to bring back my drive. I know I will. I won't promise. But I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS HelloLoveabear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_6Y6CFfPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k9chdlBHbgo/s1600/meowface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_6Y6CFfPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k9chdlBHbgo/s200/meowface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557435771000290546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1196264239524391350?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1196264239524391350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1196264239524391350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1196264239524391350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1196264239524391350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_6Y6CFfPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k9chdlBHbgo/s72-c/meowface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-445243810903444372</id><published>2010-07-18T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:37:14.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>Is it really that bad? Why bring me down? Why bring me down because of something that makes me genuinely happy? Am I not entitled to be happy? Seriously? CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT I HAVE DONE WRONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just die now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-445243810903444372?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/445243810903444372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=445243810903444372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/445243810903444372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/445243810903444372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2010/07/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5908813980139240143</id><published>2010-02-07T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:27:15.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>you escaped so selfishly. we may not have a lot of memories shared together, but you will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the first day i saw you. long hair ka pa nun. wow lang. i knew, 1st sem crush na kita. boooooo. sobrang intimidating ka pa nun. we were one seat apart. kasi 12 lang tayo sa class! and to think na sa tabi mo pa ko umupo. ang landi ko lang talaga. :)) tapos sobrang mysterious mo. ang dami mo na kasing alam e. tapos parang sobrang close na kayo ni sir. tapos kaming mga classmates mo nagtataka kung anong batch ka ba talaga. naka white shirt ka nun e. plain. konti lang may keri sa white shirt. yun lang mga buff. e payat ka. ang artiste ng dating mo. tapos nung pinapashoot tayo ni sir kasi homework yun, naalala ko dala mo yung folding chair thingy tapos ang dami mong dala dun sa bag na green! RARRR. ano ba parang kailan lang. tapos tapos nung share share yung class sa filter, ikaw pa nagkabit nung filter dun sa camera ko. tapos nagthank you ako. tapos sabi mo no problem tapos ang cute ng smile mo nun. shet lang :(( tapos mula nun parang gusto ko na lagi makipagsmall talk sayo. tapos nagpapaturo pa ko kung maganda na ba yung pagprint ko. :( tapos naalala ko one time, nagbyebye si classmate natin na orgmate mo, tapos ikaw din tumingin tapos sabi mo, Bye Astrud. naaalala ko na pag may sasabihin ka na something laging kasama yung Astrud. minsan lang gawin ng mga tao yun kasi naaawkwardan sila sabihin yung name ko pero ikaw hindi. tapos inadd kita sa facebook tapos nalaman ko same school kayo ng mommy ko. tapos same pala tayo ng province. tapos sabi pa ni mommy pag daw break tapos nandun ka tapos nandun din kami invite daw kita sa min kahit dun ka na matulog, kahit may sarili ka namang bahay. tapos bigla mo ko chinat sa facebook chat tinatanong mo kung may alam ako makukunan ng mannequins. pero ang weird mo kasi sabi mo hindi mo alam na hindi ako film, pero bakit mo tinanong kung may alam ako makukuhanan ng mannequin. and random mo naman. ano ba yaaaaaaan. tapos naaalala ko nung hinihintay ko bestfriend ko tapos nakaupo lang ako sa bench tapos nagyoyosi kayo tapos ang cute mo kasi uma-eyecontact ka tapos ngingiti and shiz. rarrr. tapos yung wayfarers mo na red. tapos nung nagpagupit ka sinabi na sa kin yun nung isa mong classmate pero nagtangatangahan ako na hindi ko alam para lang matanong ko sayo kung nagpagupit ka kahit very obvious naman na oo. tapos napilitan pa ko bumili ng milo freeze para lang makita kita kasi ayaw mo pumasok ng lab kasi time alone ka with your yosi and stuff. tapos umaambon pa nun tumakbo pa ko kasi nahiya ako bumalik para kunin yung payong ko! tapos ayun. ang pogi mo talaga &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko. yan na lang yung mga memories na itatago ko. para masaya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5908813980139240143?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5908813980139240143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5908813980139240143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5908813980139240143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5908813980139240143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6474093832871170644</id><published>2009-12-30T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:06:59.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after</title><content type='html'>I think I know what I want to do now. I want to leave. to Italy or Spain. :) spend lazy afternoons alone and just stare at nothingness. I'd like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6474093832871170644?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6474093832871170644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6474093832871170644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6474093832871170644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6474093832871170644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/12/after.html' title='after'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3474140033931540680</id><published>2009-12-30T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:59:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>THE List. haha kiddin&lt;br /&gt;random list of 2009 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chopped my curls, got a bob, grew it long, rebond. brainless really&lt;br /&gt;MISSING HS SOOOOO MUCH :( wasn't able to hang out with them as much as i want to&lt;br /&gt;Missing Bloclove &lt;3 Lovin' 07 batch :D&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland! FUN &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;got to do two things i love in one sem! b/w photography and swimming ;)&lt;br /&gt;registered voter&lt;br /&gt;Ondoy, Teacher Patti's death, Bad boy's death :((&lt;br /&gt;finally ended the never ending story&lt;br /&gt;Marathons! Series, Movies + FOODums.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry oreos + milk&lt;br /&gt;10am breaks + CT people + ate bubbles' fishball stand :D&lt;br /&gt;staying up late with &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;facebook :)) stalking&lt;br /&gt;fangirl&lt;br /&gt;make-up&lt;br /&gt;ACTS, IEC, UP PR+AdS&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Week&lt;br /&gt;is a bit more patient than before :D&lt;br /&gt;ACHENDANCE :P&lt;br /&gt;Sofia Coppola&lt;br /&gt;GREAT Classic Movies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sleepovers&lt;br /&gt;movie dates&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous hanging out with Kat :)&lt;br /&gt;falling in LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;holding hands + fireworks &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to 2010 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3474140033931540680?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3474140033931540680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=3474140033931540680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3474140033931540680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3474140033931540680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4643809548315831985</id><published>2009-12-25T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:20:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too happy</title><content type='html'>I AM TOO HAPPY. i can't put into words how happy i am. basta! i don't care na. no more scheming. no more getting even. no more manipulating. im done with that. this has got to be one of the happiest Christmases everrrrrr &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na isipin kung ano yung mangyayari. bahala na :) basta! THANK YOU EVERYONE. i feel blessed to have a loving family, the best friends (!!!!), and someone :) lalala :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4643809548315831985?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4643809548315831985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4643809548315831985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4643809548315831985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4643809548315831985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/12/too-happy.html' title='too happy'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6109216390556103972</id><published>2009-11-29T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:11:28.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kasi</title><content type='html'>isang pagbabalik tanaw sa mga pangyayari dalawang taon na ang nakalipas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala. yun lang. nagbalik tanaw lang ako. hindi ko na ikkwento. alam ko lang bitter ako ng sobra. noon. hahaha pero sana hindi maulit yun! masaya naman ako. at yung nag-iisang tao na gumulo sa isip ko nung panahong iyon ay nagbabalik! ewan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6109216390556103972?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6109216390556103972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6109216390556103972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6109216390556103972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6109216390556103972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/11/kasi.html' title='kasi'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3103905926991843872</id><published>2009-11-17T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:27:42.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pcd</title><content type='html'>nicole is hot. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. leaving the cyberworld for an indefinite period of time to catch up on my reading. and stuff HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3103905926991843872?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3103905926991843872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=3103905926991843872' 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seriously be able to kill someone/myself. this may be the reason why i have become so competitive. i've been channeling my need to hurt someone. i guess i've never learned control. what a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die. right now. on my 20th birthday. great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2111048743747920573?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2111048743747920573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2111048743747920573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2111048743747920573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I don't understand. :( I can't. truth is, I don't want to understand. oh so sad. I hope he likes me. if he does, then I'd go all in. whatever. I won't care. I'll accept whatever this someone's conditions are. just because.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2658616640263411911?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2658616640263411911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2658616640263411911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2658616640263411911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2658616640263411911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/09/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4760451390780670867</id><published>2009-08-09T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:07:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh</title><content type='html'>i used to believe that people are essentially good. times like this make me want to change that. people are disappointing. no matter how much you love them, its just sad to see so much potential gone to waste. i am starting to hate something i really really like. i believed in. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just expecting too much from them. :(&lt;br /&gt;im starting to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need someone, just one, to please me. its my turn. i can't always be the one pleasing everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4760451390780670867?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4760451390780670867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4760451390780670867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4760451390780670867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4760451390780670867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/08/eh.html' title='eh'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2666845721924457285</id><published>2009-05-26T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:38:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just dance</title><content type='html'>apparently, music drives me. it still annoys me how much i like lady gaga's songs now. i hate her. well, i don't hate her. i just hate the annoying attention whore-ish way she expresses herself through her walking pop art clothes. a fashion no-no for me. i go for audrey hepburn's style :) anyway, enough about my style preference. i got my much needed boost from her songs. and im happy happy again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAY can't wait for 1st sem! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2666845721924457285?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2666845721924457285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2666845721924457285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2666845721924457285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2666845721924457285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-dance.html' title='just dance'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6297913905354632274</id><published>2009-05-23T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:26:32.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>this is never going to work is it? :(&lt;br /&gt;i can never understand. or are we too subtle?&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st sem i feel you. got my crs account fixed. had a great day yesterday. i miss everyone. and i miss feeling. something. something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3537861853499493646</id><published>2009-04-18T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:57:27.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh</title><content type='html'>i wish i had something better to do than go online and stalk you. whoa. rhymes. skills. yea yea. anyway. yea. ive been going back and forth with this. eck. i dont even like you that much. you amuse me though. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3537861853499493646?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3537861853499493646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>HEHEHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SaP69PYSl4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KjmCEMRw6-E/s1600-h/s3e59e2ace74cb2e6382ab5c54178aec52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SaP69PYSl4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KjmCEMRw6-E/s320/s3e59e2ace74cb2e6382ab5c54178aec52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306360715979954050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2598203856825611310?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2598203856825611310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6222294526125955787</id><published>2009-02-15T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:36:23.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello lang :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am an applicant in IE club. yey. go me. :)&lt;br /&gt;so there. hmm i felt like giving my blog a new look. and i found this cute charmmy kitty layout! YAY ^________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd. ive been smiling. for no reason. haha kiddin&lt;br /&gt;ive just realized how much i love the people around me right now :) super!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6222294526125955787?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6222294526125955787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6222294526125955787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6222294526125955787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6222294526125955787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-9010430622098412449</id><published>2008-11-16T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:57:25.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:5px;background-color:#F7F3F7;border:1px solid #ccc;width:510px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="510" height="370"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external_510x270.swf?random_name=baf676560dc86e00d91caf2bb1c3a16eP"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external_510x270.swf?random_name=baf676560dc86e00d91caf2bb1c3a16eP" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="510" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHIE HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;insomnia attacked so i graffitied on facebook. LOL :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-9010430622098412449?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/9010430622098412449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=9010430622098412449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9010430622098412449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9010430622098412449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleepless.html' title='sleepless'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5020166172999973902</id><published>2008-11-06T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:00:43.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikaw</title><content type='html'>wag ka na bumalik. kasi alam mo. mababaliw na naman ako. uulit lang yung nangyari dati. at ayoko na maulit yun. sa totoo lang. hindi naman bitter ako or something, pero kasi. iba yun e. dapat nga matuwa ka, kasi kung patuloy pa rin ako nasasaktan ibig sabihin totoo yung dati. di ba? kasi di mo naman makakalimutan yun agad. pakiramdam yun e. hindi yun parang pangalan na after ilang weeks e hindi mo na maalala. lalo na ganito. nakakailang buwan pa lang ba? di ba? tingin ko para mawala na completely yun e dapat mga taon muna ang lumipas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat. wag mo muna ko guluhin. saka na. pag mapapatunayan ko na sa kanila, sa mga tao sa buhay mo, na hindi naman ako katulad ng iniisip nila. SIGE. next time na lang sir. ingat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5020166172999973902?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5020166172999973902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5020166172999973902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5020166172999973902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5020166172999973902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/11/ikaw.html' title='ikaw'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5104470699060441650</id><published>2008-10-31T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:25:43.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still bored. hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.puricute.com/image/979489" target="_blank" title="PuriCute"&gt;&lt;img alt="PuriCute!" border="0" height="280" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/puricute_thumb0/2008/10/31/s3d27ef9f8411c8f7b135893fa4ce562d3.jpg" target="_blank" title="PuriCute" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.puricute.com" target="_blank" title="Purikura"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Cute Purikura Online&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihi ^_______^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5104470699060441650?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5104470699060441650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5104470699060441650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5104470699060441650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5104470699060441650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-bored-hahaha.html' title='still bored. hahaha'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1009753469678941900</id><published>2008-10-31T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:42:00.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly</title><content type='html'>i have a bad case of the ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i don't feel pretty. no. my self-esteem is not the problem. it's the hormones! grabe ang breakout. i am not stressed and i do eat right, and i sleep right, and i am a very nice girl. really. nakakainis. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what to do! must take things to my own hands! RAWR. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaay i might do something drastic. pero bahala na. enrollment may save me from this boredom. then again maybe not. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1009753469678941900?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1009753469678941900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1009753469678941900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1009753469678941900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1009753469678941900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/10/ugly.html' title='ugly'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8088451775994360223</id><published>2008-10-31T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:34:04.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>since i don't want to talk to anyone, and it's a pretty long way to go before my favorite film - Perfume; The Story of a Murderer - finishes downloading, i'll blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile since i last posted. who reads this anyway? hahahaha but what the hell. i am bored. i will write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for the just concluded sem. I am officially a Clothing Technology student. and proud of it :) uh huh. made some really cool friends! and finally i felt close to my block. my block in engineeringg was BIG, like 70+ in a block? i never got the chance to know all of them. sadly. I love my CT block! oh yes. even though we're just 12! :P i love them. we may have differences in taste but we have the same passion for fashion. yay hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently obsessing over Philippine History. culture in particular. i want to designs clothes inspired by Philippine culture. I think it's pretty cool :) i just can't get over this amazing wedding i saw on multiply of &lt;a href="http://jourdanthedreamer.multiply.com/photos/album/11"&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Sebastian&lt;/a&gt;. Old Manila is love. definitely. i've been to Intramuros before. i can't seem to remember it now. field trip! rarrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon forever. i'm getting bored here. i wanna go out :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8088451775994360223?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8088451775994360223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8088451775994360223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8088451775994360223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8088451775994360223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3661631712150672387</id><published>2008-09-16T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:01:17.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Learning Experience</title><content type='html'>Astrud Q. Malvar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection Part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Given the task to meet and observe a family from the lower income class is something that I would remember forever. It was my first time to have this sort of immersion unlike others who have this kind of program in their high school. I didn’t know what to expect. I know it would be kind of awkward since I thought that we were about to observe something, like some sort of lab experiment. I wasn’t sure if it was a very good idea. I’m afraid I might offend them if I tell them that we were about to study their way of living and their stands on some issues. I didn’t know how to approach in such a way that I won’t insult their current state. I was very hesitant at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On our way to the Concepcion residence, our chosen family’s house, I was a bit uneasy. It was a very different setting from the place where I grew up in. The typical scene in our subdivision was blank and quiet. There were no people in sight; the only time neighbors would get a chance to interact is through gatherings every Christmas or during activities such as dinner parties. In Krus na Ligas, neighbors get to see each other everyday. Almost everyone knows everyone, if not by name then they would at least know a neighbor by face. I was a stranger here and I knew they were observing me. This was the feeling I wouldn’t want to give the family we were about to visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our first visit, I was a bit nervous. I was like stepping on something fragile and every word had to be chosen carefully. As we got closer to Ate Cristy, the mother in our chosen family, I felt relieved and a bit more confident. She was very welcoming and she understood what we were doing. She openly discussed the history of their family and she answered our every question. I noticed that she was a bit distant at times. I think she has many things in mind. The fact that we were bringing up some issues was kind of hard because in a way, we were reminding her of the realities in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that struck me during our conversations was the fact she shared about marriage. It sounds cliché, but marriage is not a joke. It is something to be well thought of, something to be considered over and over again. She said she has no regrets in their marriage. She however shared her experience on the long tug-of-war between the wife and the mother-in-law. She said that marrying her husband also meant marrying the family of her husband. It was a package that was predetermined. I realized that you-and-me-against-the-world is not really applicable in the Filipino family setting. In our culture where close family ties is one trait Filipinos are best known for, it is an undeniable fact that one has to learn how to treat the family of their spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that one determinant on deciding to get married is the financial capacity of the couple. It is not all about love and happiness. It is a bond that will branch out to many categories. Next to marriage is starting a family. Which means more expenses and more sacrifices to be done. I realized that I wouldn’t want to start a family unless I know that the future is clear for my children. I want to provide them with the best quality of life. I want to be ready for it, not just financially but also emotionally, and mentally. I don’t want to have doubts whether this decision is right and if I am ready to take on this new challenge. I also want to give them my full attention. Like what Ate Cristy said, she devoted her time on her children. She said she disciplined them and thought them values that she hoped would make them good citizens. I would love to do the same for my future family. I wouldn’t want to sacrifice quality time for my children just to make money for us to get by. I want to teach them things that should be thought at home such as values and manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Cristy stressed on how important education is for their family. She said that it is a long term investment that would at least provide a better future for their children. All sacrifices are for them and their education. I realized how ungrateful I am before for having to spend my time studying. I was anxious to get out of school and get a job. Ate Cristy told us that finishing a degree would mean a lot once we enter the real world. Although sometimes the degree we finished may not be related to the job we find, the knowledge and experience gained during our stay in the university will be of great help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to intense competition in finding a job, Ate Cristy learned to make money through contractual jobs and selling recyclable materials such as plastic bottles and old newspapers. The money she earns from these activities may not be enough to get them through each day, but it will be a big help. Filipinos are definitely madiskarte. I realized how important it is to have perseverance. I admire her for having the determination and not giving up. Some people may lose hope instantly at the thought of poverty. In her case, she was optimistic to move on and do what she can while she can. I want to have that kind of outlook in life. There are times that I feel like giving up because of trials. I realized how small and superficial my problems are compared to hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family learning experience personally struck me and opened my eyes to the real world. There are many realizations and lessons this activity has given me. I was exposed to the current condition of our economy. Poverty is an issue that should be resolved as soon as possible. It is visible that there are more people in these kinds of community than in private subdivisions which mean that there are more people below the poverty line. Aside from this, there are many personal lessons that were imparted. These are some things that I would treasure and use forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;at syempre pinost ko.&lt;br /&gt;oo na loser na ko. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3661631712150672387?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3661631712150672387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=3661631712150672387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3661631712150672387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3661631712150672387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-learning-experience.html' title='Family Learning Experience'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2185829375844619981</id><published>2008-08-25T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:53:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky you, lucky me :)</title><content type='html'>you know how much i care for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling for you :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. kaya lang... blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang. kasi :x:x:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KASI NAMAN E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;nababaliw na ko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2185829375844619981?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2185829375844619981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2185829375844619981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2185829375844619981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2185829375844619981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/lucky-you-lucky-me.html' title='lucky you, lucky me :)'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8453758188888515628</id><published>2008-08-17T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:25:44.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naman</title><content type='html'>ewan walalang&lt;br /&gt;tinanong ko sa friend ko kung bakit walang nagkakagusto sa kin. tinanong ko kung panget ba ko? tapos sabi niya kasi daw masaya ako. tingin daw nila di sila kailangan. WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa totoo lang, di ko nga talaga kailangan. pero gusto ko ng love life! :) yung eeffort para icheck kung ayos lang ako or something. ganun ganun. hehe. syempre naman masaya yung may pagyayabang ka sa friends mo na si someone e may ginawang kasweetan kahit medyo corny minsan ayos lang! haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. gusto ko lang ishare. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8453758188888515628?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8453758188888515628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8453758188888515628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8453758188888515628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8453758188888515628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/naman.html' title='naman'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-685938587718721740</id><published>2008-08-17T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:33:51.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>sino si astro?&lt;br /&gt;nakakaadik yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ayieeeeeeeeeee &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-685938587718721740?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/685938587718721740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=685938587718721740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/685938587718721740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/685938587718721740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha_17.html' title='haha'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4514509508485865129</id><published>2008-08-16T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:43:33.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bcc</title><content type='html'>hindi talaga kita naiintindihan.&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis ka.&lt;br /&gt;ano ba? bakit bakit?&lt;br /&gt;ugh. labo mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nako :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4514509508485865129?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4514509508485865129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4514509508485865129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4514509508485865129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4514509508485865129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/bcc.html' title='bcc'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5306716888340924338</id><published>2008-08-14T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:41:20.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>since im kinda bored</title><content type='html'>i'll blog.&lt;br /&gt;music: all the young dudes - mott the hoople&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun ayun. so natapos na yung I-Con, next week naman Smart camphone Photog workshop. busy busyhan ulit. pero di ako makakapunta since may class ako ng 1.30-4pm nun. sad. :( ohwells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm on things naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto lang e. rage talaga. nakakainis.&lt;br /&gt;basahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: beatles&lt;br /&gt;Person1: hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Person1: wtf&lt;br /&gt;ME: favorite ko beatles!&lt;br /&gt;Person1: lol seryos?&lt;br /&gt;ME: ohyes&lt;br /&gt;Person1: until now?&lt;br /&gt;ME: oh yes&lt;br /&gt;ME: super galing kaya ng composition ng beatles &lt;br /&gt;ME: ano ba type mo music?&lt;br /&gt;Person1: techno, minimal&lt;br /&gt;ME: ngik&lt;br /&gt;ME: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains everything. i have nothing against techno, but please. your ignorance is killing me. do not... again, &lt;b&gt;do not&lt;/b&gt; compare beatles to techno. please. walang wala e. seriously? techno? come on. i love techno if i wanna dance, but as my main genre of music? please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant begins here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bobo ka ba? kung tingin mo baduy ang beatles, mag-isip-isip ka nga. nakakainis lang e. or baka dahil na-misinterpret ko yung sinabi mo kasi ym lang yan. anyway, come on? mas matanda ka sa kin at katiting lang ang nalalaman mo tungkol sa musika tapos huhusgahan mo ang gusto ko? fuck you. tanga ka ba? nakakainis lang talaga e. sobrang uminit ulo ko. kasi walang wala naman e. pwede ba medyo lumevel naman? beatles at jazz o kaya naman rock sige pa. pero techno? DAMN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;easy easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko lang na pangalan ng laptop ko, Erwin.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi may nickname siya. &lt;b&gt;Winner&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;o ayun lang. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5306716888340924338?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5306716888340924338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5306716888340924338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5306716888340924338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5306716888340924338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/since-im-kinda-bored.html' title='since im kinda bored'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8347173967644864032</id><published>2008-08-14T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:43:10.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart camphone Photography Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SKQaQTxYJUI/AAAAAAAAADY/-G7FziCbX5Y/s1600-h/SmartPhoto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SKQaQTxYJUI/AAAAAAAAADY/-G7FziCbX5Y/s320/SmartPhoto2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234337534398965058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart Communications in partnership with UP CMC and UP PR+Advertising Society (UP PRAdS) will be giving a Free workshop on camera phone photography this August 20 Wednesday at the CMC Auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizes will be given away to students with the best pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please confirm attendance by texting Jhei at 09158408936&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8347173967644864032?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8347173967644864032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8347173967644864032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8347173967644864032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8347173967644864032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/smart-camphone-photography-workshop.html' title='Smart camphone Photography Workshop'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SKQaQTxYJUI/AAAAAAAAADY/-G7FziCbX5Y/s72-c/SmartPhoto2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2731778767413047432</id><published>2008-08-14T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:41:07.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Else but YOU</title><content type='html'>From the movie Juno &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone Else but You - The Moldy Peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a part time lover and a full time friend&lt;br /&gt;The monkey on you're back is the latest trend&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the church and here is the steeple&lt;br /&gt;We sure are cute for two ugly people&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have shiny happy fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;I want more fans, you want more stage&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always trying to keep it real&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me&lt;br /&gt;So why can't, you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2731778767413047432?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2731778767413047432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2731778767413047432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2731778767413047432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2731778767413047432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/anyone-else-but-you.html' title='Anyone Else but YOU'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1722020639236521094</id><published>2008-08-07T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:58:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8.7.08</title><content type='html'>what a day! wala lang. parang ang okay lang ng araw na to. it started last night. til midnight. kausap ko si... :) tapos ayun. sabi ko for him yung brighter than sunshine! hahaha. sabog! grabe. ewan ko rin e. ang labo. anyway. i got a free ride kanina courtesy of my dear neighbor whom i really don't know. ewan ko rin kung bakit ako pumayag makisabay. ang saya ko no? tsktsktsk. mamaya kukunin lang pala niya organs ko tapos ibebenta ako sa ospital! homaygosh!!!! hahahaha :)) oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos kanina..... :D HAAAAAAAAAAAAY grabe! tama na nga. tama sabi ng orgmate ko. mali yung parang magfall agad dahil lang naging mabait itong isang tao sayo. hello. ang babaw ko sobra! pero kasi!!!! :) ayieeeeeeeeeee. nakakatuwa ang mga bata. hahahaha. sana ano.... SANA!! NAKO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yey for today ^.^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1722020639236521094?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1722020639236521094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1722020639236521094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1722020639236521094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1722020639236521094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/8708.html' title='8.7.08'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7140655365331487039</id><published>2008-08-04T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:27:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sige na nga</title><content type='html'>oo. oo. oo.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang masaya ako dahil sayo&lt;br /&gt;matagal ko nang hinihintay ito&lt;br /&gt;sana nga'y magkatotoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAH. baliw ako. oo na. grabe ha. nahyper na naman ako! pero kasi. wala lang. nakakatuwa. bata talaga o. eto na. inamin ko na sa sarili ko na gusto ko nga itong isang tao. kasi. ewan. wala lang. iba kasi e. ibang epekto niya sa kin! yung tuwa na dadalhin ko talaga buong araw. ganun. yuck no? nakakainis lang. na parang... ewan. walang mangyayari sa 'min. hahahaha :)) pero ayos lang. buti nga friends kami e. natutuwa lang talaga ako. ANG SAYA. sheeeeeeet. kinikilig ako. halata ba? hahahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana makita ko na siyaaaaaaaaa! huli ko siyang nakita ay noong june pa yata. basta. reg period yun e. ayieeeeeeee. &lt;3 (tapos nabasa niya no? nako. kung mababasa mo to. wala lang. nakakahiya. secret lang natin ha. alam ko naman sni-stalk mo ko e. hehehe. di ba aalis tayo? bakit di pa natutuloy? weh ka talaga. weirdo. kaya ka nilalayuan ng tao e. hahahahahahahahaha :P joke lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. oo na. oo na. whatever. meow meow ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;crushing &lt;3&lt;/b&gt; ayieeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7140655365331487039?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7140655365331487039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7140655365331487039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7140655365331487039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7140655365331487039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/sige-na-nga.html' title='sige na nga'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2038290437255900316</id><published>2008-08-03T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:55:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awwwwww</title><content type='html'>so i decided to check my friendster inbox. and seeing his last message just made this big black hole in my heart. why o why? and right now, something just pierces right through :( i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please give me something to do. thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2038290437255900316?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2038290437255900316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2038290437255900316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2038290437255900316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2038290437255900316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/awwwwww.html' title='awwwwww'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-324495764380091109</id><published>2008-08-03T10:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:43:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twins</title><content type='html'>pip and pow are my twin gotchis right now! and i love them to bits. (so don't dare die on me babies :P hahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-324495764380091109?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/324495764380091109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=324495764380091109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/324495764380091109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/324495764380091109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/twins.html' title='twins'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6997996128404315498</id><published>2008-08-03T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:03:41.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP PRAdS &amp; eBay present:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SJSha2dOeBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4HwzMHx72Ww/s1600-h/iconebay-set6-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SJSha2dOeBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4HwzMHx72Ww/s320/iconebay-set6-copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229982549950756882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK TO ENLARGE IMAGE. THANK YOU! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6997996128404315498?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6997996128404315498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6997996128404315498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6997996128404315498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6997996128404315498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/up-prads-ebay-present.html' title='UP PRAdS &amp; eBay present:'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SJSha2dOeBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4HwzMHx72Ww/s72-c/iconebay-set6-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1700950040072882919</id><published>2008-08-02T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:36:27.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP PRAdS</title><content type='html'>eBay Philippines in cooperation with UP PR + Advertising Society Present:&lt;br /&gt;The eBay Fashion Challenge 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Team Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get together with a friend to form a stylist-model team and tell us in 250 words or less how your fashion sense is an expression of your unique personalities and characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Sign Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Register for the Challenge by 15th August by submitting the write-up along with recent photographs of yourselves (one of the model and one of the stylist) on&lt;br /&gt;www.ebay.ph/fashionchallenge2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Dress Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight teams will be selected for the Challenge finals. After an informative session on the latest fashion tips and how to shop on eBay with eBay.ph Style Ambassador Jolina Magdangal, each team will have 2 to 3 weeks and PHP 5,000 to style their model using fashion pieces purchased on eBay.ph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Grand Finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All finalists will battle-it-out in a fashion show held in Fiamma on 18 September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget to cast your votes for your favourite team at www.ebay.ph/fashionchallenge2008 from 11 - 17 September 2008 and contribute to their winning chances! Log on to http://www.ebay.ph/fashionchallenge2008/faq.html for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The prizes for the top three winners are&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Prize: PHP15,000 cash, Shu Uemura make-up&lt;br /&gt;workshops and products (worth PHP27,250) and a winner’s plaque for each team member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Prize: PHP10,000 cash, Shu Uemura products (worth PHP15,550) and a first runner-up’s winner’s plaque for each team member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Prize: PHP7,000 cash and Shu Uemura products (worth PHP8,550) and a second runner-up’s plaque for each team member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly supported by: eBay, Globe GCash and Shu Uemura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Join us at the I-Con event on 12 August, 3 – 8pm at the CSWCD Bulwagang Tandang Sora for more tips on online shopping. Jolina Magdangal will also be present to share her online experience with you. Register on www.eBay.ph and bring along a print-out of your “My eBay” page as proof of registration to exchange for an exclusive eBay goodie bag! Contact Jhei 09158408936 or Myk 09226333843 for more details&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1700950040072882919?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1700950040072882919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1700950040072882919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1700950040072882919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1700950040072882919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/up-prads.html' title='UP PRAdS'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2657227159728493377</id><published>2008-08-01T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T18:55:32.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>Paulie Bleeker: I still have your underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Juno MacGuff: I still have your virginity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2657227159728493377?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2657227159728493377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2657227159728493377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2657227159728493377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2657227159728493377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-211218232580992126</id><published>2008-08-01T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:40:56.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>ohshit. can't breathe. seryoso. and my heart, oh my heart. it's palpitating! anyway. wala lang. today was... blah. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos eto o. natuwa ako. pero mabilis pa rin ang puso ko. bakit kaya? binigay na sa akin allowance ko e. GRABE di ba? wala lang. may pera na ulit ako. gosh! ang saya ko naman. hahahahaha :)) miss ko na si marvin. wala lang. random. nakita ko kasi na may pinost siya na marilyn monroe song na meron din ako. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sige eto na lang. totoo talaga yung two wrongs won't make it right. or kung ano man yung kasabihan na yun. kasi may clash pala na nangyari. pero wala ako nun. nabalitaan ko na lang. tapos naisip ko, kampi ako dun sa side na usually ay kinakalaban ko. naisip ko lang na kung sa akin sila nagkasala, isasagot ko sana, 'bakit 'pag sa akin di kayo ganyan ka-concern?', pero ayun. narealize ko na mali na nga yung ginawa ko, isa pang mali na ungkatin ko yung kapalpakan nila. wala lang. at kung di mo to naintindihan... hmm... e di hindi. haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naging sobrang busy ang linggong ito. at sa wakas ay makakapahinga rin ako! ah. nakakatuwa. kasi pumapasok talaga ako para lang makita si... :) at kanina. ang cute :X hahaha. ikaw? mahilig ka sa yosi? kasi daw ako si astro cigarettes. tsktsk. e di ba... XYXYXYXYXYXYXY! hahahahaha :)) SO MAHILIG PALA SIYA SA KIN. HAHAHAHAHAHA. amp. sorry. lumalabas ang kabaliwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukas, co-host ako sa debut ni marion. hehe wala lang. wala pa pala ko isusuot. tsktsk :( bahala na. madali na yun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-211218232580992126?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/211218232580992126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=211218232580992126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/211218232580992126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/211218232580992126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5873001130298377399</id><published>2008-07-30T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:35:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanong</title><content type='html'>naisip ko lang. bakit kaya hindi ko naaappreciate yung mga taong sobrang pinipilit akong iplease? wala lang. napansin ko lang. ang sama ko yata. sana may magawa ako para sa kanila ^____^ kasi pinagpala ako na magkaroon ng mga taong gusto akong gawan ng mabuti. aw. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYYYYYYYYY grabe. kinikilig ako. sorry naman. hahahaha. ang cute ni ****Y! like, super! i wanna see him everyday. kahit medyo emo siya. medyo lang naman. hahahaha :)) ang bait pa niya. ohmy. (segway: sabaw na utak ko waw pare) sana tumambay pa siya lagi sa FLCD Circle! hahaaaay :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige ayoko na magsulat di ko na kaya sobra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5873001130298377399?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5873001130298377399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5873001130298377399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5873001130298377399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5873001130298377399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/tanong.html' title='tanong'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2748007693287341006</id><published>2008-07-29T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:36:10.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rewind</title><content type='html'>sana may rewind ang buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo lagi kong sinasabi na kung pwedeng bumalik wala akong babaguhin. pero sa totoo lang marami. maayos ang buhay ko ngayon. masaya. pero sa palagay ko kung maiitama ko yung mga kamalian mas magiging masaya siguro. gusto mo isa-isahin ko? game. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. unang una sa lahat ay yung ginawa ko nung 3rd year high school. sana hindi ko sinira. sana hindi ako naging makasarili. sana hindi ko kailangan patunayan sa sarili ko na mas magaling ako. na pipiliin ako. &lt;b&gt;sayang&lt;/b&gt;. sayang lang na tinapon ko lang ang lahat. sana hindi ko sinira yung tiwala. oo. sobrang nami-miss ko siya. gusto ko bumalik yung dati. nung masaya pa kami. nakakainis talaga. ayos na kami ngayon. pero di na tulad ng dati. napaka-casual na lang namin. hi hello. ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sana hindi naging malabo ang mga pangyayari nung 1st year. march 13. kung sakali, hindi ko na siya pinakawalan. sana limang taon na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. sana hindi ko pinilit. isang bagay na ayoko. &lt;s&gt;natutunan kong magustuhan&lt;/s&gt;. tapos iniwan din ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sana sinabi ko na sa kanya. kung saka-sakali, baka naiwasan kong masaktan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sana nakausap ko pa siya. bigla na lang siyang nawala e. di ko man lang nalaman ang rason kung bakit naging ganito. hanggang ngayon. ano ba ang nagawa ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. sana binigay ko na ng mas maaga yung slot ko sa film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. sana nakapagdesisyon na ako nung hs pa lang kung ano talaga gusto ko gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ang daming tao na nawala. SANA pinakita ko kung gaano sila kahalaga sa akin. sana hindi ko sila binalewala. nakakainis. sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana maitama ko ang mga mali. &lt;b&gt;sana&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2748007693287341006?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2748007693287341006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2748007693287341006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2748007693287341006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2748007693287341006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/rewind.html' title='rewind'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-819828980468486154</id><published>2008-07-29T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:24:18.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay survey</title><content type='html'>Ten Things You Want to Say to Ten Different People&lt;br /&gt;01 - Stop smiling. You make it harder to just ignore you. -someone&lt;br /&gt;02 - Shall see you tomorrow! Love love yah! -bes&lt;br /&gt;03 - I kinda miss you. you're the guy who makes situations awkward yet i love being with you! :)&lt;br /&gt;04 - I REALLY MISS YOU. seryoso pupunta na ko uste. apollo ko! may choco baby na dapat ;) haha - francis&lt;br /&gt;05 - shoe painting na tin? -xen&lt;br /&gt;06 - di ka nagpakita. tampo ako :( - babi&lt;br /&gt;07 - Katipunan ulit tayo. lunch date :) and nbs shopping. haha :P night out pwede rin! - cholo&lt;br /&gt;08 - Babe, miss na kita - mc&lt;br /&gt;09 - Alam mo, ang stalker mo. seryoso. nakakatakot ka. :|&lt;br /&gt;10 - hello crush :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Things About Yourself&lt;br /&gt;01 - i am sick. :(&lt;br /&gt;02 - I love dancing and singing&lt;br /&gt;03- I have a tamagotchi named moony&lt;br /&gt;04 - I love the word LUNA :)&lt;br /&gt;05 - i have 2 brothers and 1 sister&lt;br /&gt;06 - i am a swimmer&lt;br /&gt;07 - mood swings all the way&lt;br /&gt;08 - i am single&lt;br /&gt;09 - i want a chow chow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Ways to Win My Heart&lt;br /&gt;01 - umeffort ka.&lt;br /&gt;02 - sana ako lang. di ba di ba? hahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;03 - trust me. WALA AKONG LALAKI. pag ikaw, ikaw lang talaga. seryoso yan.&lt;br /&gt;04 - i am super selosa, so avoid other girls. haha&lt;br /&gt;05 - write me a love letter&lt;br /&gt;06 - i want you to be proud of me ;)&lt;br /&gt;07 - don't say it, just do it.&lt;br /&gt;08 - do not promise me anything unless you are going to keep it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Cross Your Mind a Lot&lt;br /&gt;01 - money&lt;br /&gt;02 - family&lt;br /&gt;03 - michael cera. or current crush&lt;br /&gt;04 - hs &amp; college people&lt;br /&gt;05 - tama tamagotchi&lt;br /&gt;06 - papers! RAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;07 - upcoming events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Things You Wish You Never Did&lt;br /&gt;01 -&lt;br /&gt;02 - spend all my money on clothes. haha&lt;br /&gt;03 - nagpuyat at nastress&lt;br /&gt;04 - tinamad gumawa ng paper&lt;br /&gt;05 -&lt;br /&gt;06 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Turn-Offs&lt;br /&gt;01 - uhm mayabang. haha&lt;br /&gt;02 - yung walang masabi. haha&lt;br /&gt;03 - self-centered&lt;br /&gt;04 - jologs&lt;br /&gt;05 - panget. hahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Turn-Ons&lt;br /&gt;01 - pogi. hahahahahahaha -- duh totoo naman di ba? haha&lt;br /&gt;02 - matalino!&lt;br /&gt;03 - masaya kausap&lt;br /&gt;04 - GENTLEMAN. actuali number one to. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Smileys That Describe Your Life&lt;br /&gt;- ^_________________^ &gt;&gt;masaya!&lt;br /&gt;- :P &gt;&gt; makulit&lt;br /&gt;- -__- &gt;&gt;pagod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;01 - FAM business&lt;br /&gt;02 - go to africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Confession&lt;br /&gt;01 - &lt;b&gt;I wanna be in love &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-819828980468486154?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/819828980468486154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=819828980468486154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/819828980468486154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/819828980468486154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ten-things-you-want-to-say-to-ten.html' title='yay survey'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2279798887444763660</id><published>2008-07-28T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:07:38.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^____^</title><content type='html'>sana ma-inlove na ko. hahahaha :P nakakatuwa lang. ang saya ng mga tao. lahat sila may gusto o may iniirog. aw. haha ako wala talaga. meron akong kinakatuwaan o kinaaaliwan. pero wala yung gusto. hmm soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit wala akong magawang productive? puro katamaran! i hate it :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2279798887444763660?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2279798887444763660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2279798887444763660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2279798887444763660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2279798887444763660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='^____^'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8467593168231321184</id><published>2008-07-28T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:55:21.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ako ako ako</title><content type='html'>puro na lang ako. haha. wala. joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;ano ba? wala ko magawa e. sabihin ko na lang mga nasa isip ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo yung white musk? dati ayaw ko dun e. kasi amoy mommy/lola/kung sino mang matanda ang makatabi ko. ngayon gusto ko na siya! ugh. haha. ang saya saya. ^____^&lt;br /&gt;alam mo ba, ayoko yung tinuturo ako e. yung sa classroom magbibigay ng example yung prof tapos ako unang makikita. ugh. ayoko nun! ewan. weird lang ng feeling.&lt;br /&gt;alam mo ba ayoko ng super malamig na water. sa water dispenser kasi namin naka-off lang yung sa hot, so dun ako kumukuha. hehe&lt;br /&gt;mahilig ako sa jazz alam mo ba yun? tapos ang saya ng jazz. reminds me of Christmas and summer. tapos masaya tumanga. tapos magsulat. parang ngayon lang. hehe&lt;br /&gt;sana mabait na tao ako.&lt;br /&gt;sana lahat ng tao ganun.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko sa mahihirap. hindi naman lahat. yun lang mga ano... yung mga immoral. nakakainis silaaaaaaa. pero ayoko sila sisihin. pero alam mo ba dati iniisip ko yung mga from the province, mababait. di rin pala lahat. tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;favorite ko leche flan. wala lang&lt;br /&gt;sana wala na yung mga taong wala nang silbi. wala lang. pampasikip sila sa mundo. wala naman nagagawang mabuti. (hala! baka isa ako sa kanila tsktsk)&lt;br /&gt;sana may trabaho ako. gusto ko magkapera&lt;br /&gt;sana magaling ako magrender. sana matapos ko na plate kooooo&lt;br /&gt;sana masimulan ko na yung portfolio. hihi ^.^&lt;br /&gt;i wish guys were better. i have this stereotypical idea in my mind that all guys are jerks, and they keep proving me right. i mean. not all. pero majority. tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;sana may kitten na di lumalaki. para cute forever. tapos sana kasing talino sila ng mga aso. hahahaha. kasi lalapit lang sila pag gusto nila kumain. sad&lt;br /&gt;sana makapunta ako ITALY! yay&lt;br /&gt;sana may pentab na ko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8467593168231321184?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8467593168231321184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8467593168231321184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8467593168231321184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8467593168231321184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ako-ako-ako.html' title='ako ako ako'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2820656802825143358</id><published>2008-07-27T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:42:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>stressed. overworked. and happy ^.^&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad last week was over. wow. super dami ng na-accomplish. YEY for me. *pats back* haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo yo yo&lt;br /&gt;i found my PRANG! ohyes. and somebody who will give me a 16-color set would be appreciated. ahaha. pati na rin apollo chocolate. or any chocolate by meiji! ohyes. i live for chocolates. kiddin. pero seriously i am addicted. ohnoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI. if you can't keep up with my craziness then leave. thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2820656802825143358?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2820656802825143358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2820656802825143358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2820656802825143358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2820656802825143358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/raaaaaaaa.html' title='raaaaaaaa'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4999852315940921956</id><published>2008-07-20T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:41:28.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isip-isip</title><content type='html'>Wag pilitin patayin ang alaala. Mas lalo ka lang mahihirapan. Hayaan mo lang siya sa isip mo. Do not make a big deal out of the situation. It doesn't mean that you have to try hard and keep him out. From your thoughts. From your life. Nandyan lang siya. Noon. Pati na rin bukas. Hindi nga lang ganun kalaki ang papel na ginagampanan niya. &lt;i&gt;Isang kakilala&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, naiisip ko pa siya. Hindi mawawala yun. Pero hindi ibig sabihin na nais kong bumalik yun o ano man. Wala na. Wala na kasi akong nararamdaman. Wala na yung saya. Pero wala na rin yung galit. Kaya ayos na ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited na talaga ko sa next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4999852315940921956?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4999852315940921956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4999852315940921956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4999852315940921956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4999852315940921956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/isip-isip.html' title='isip-isip'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8127563924618935713</id><published>2008-07-20T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:35:10.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohum</title><content type='html'>Energy - Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;gosh i super love this song. haha :P wala lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could rip out a page of my memory&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I put too much energy in him and me&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait til I get through this phase&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we can't re-write our own history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ayun. it's 12.15pm and i am sleepy. pero like a normal person i have to function today. so there. stay up. read later on envisci. watch arrested development. coz michael cera is hott. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was super fun. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :) danced the night away. when you go dancing wear flats! seryoso. sulit pag naka-flats ;) hehe. tama na porma. gusto ko lang talaga sumayaw. woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. i have this difficulty when i introduce my self.&lt;br /&gt;X: what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Astrud: Astrud.&lt;br /&gt;X: i'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt;Astrud: Astrud.&lt;br /&gt;X: *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;so yeaaaaaaaaaaaa. i don't think you got my name. over the noise and the tipsyness. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8127563924618935713?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8127563924618935713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8127563924618935713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8127563924618935713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8127563924618935713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/hohum.html' title='hohum'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5787034293955798745</id><published>2008-07-19T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:29:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to go or not?</title><content type='html'>Emba? Study? DVD marathon? ano ba ano ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choose to party. haha. ewan. as of 6:27 pm yun ha. ewan ko lang kung magbago pa isip ko mamaya. :) twice as big na daw fly lounge. haha YAY! orayt lessgo!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala kami class. pumunta kami school para lang magpass ng homework. at nagbigay si ma'am ng new assignment na plates. weeeeeeeee. naulanan pa ko :(( ok lang hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5787034293955798745?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5787034293955798745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5787034293955798745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5787034293955798745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5787034293955798745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-go-or-not.html' title='to go or not?'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8043854710456538119</id><published>2008-07-19T07:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:06:07.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buhos</title><content type='html'>i've lost faith in humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe joke lang. wala lang. ang aga pa. it is exactly 7:45am. 8am class kasi ako. e nagtext si teacher ella na 12pm daw niya kami i-meet. GRAWR. i'm really bored and sleepy at the same time. pero magblog na lang ako. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na ang Aug 8, 08 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inaabangan mo na rin ba? hehe :P so there. party party later. Emba night! pero ewan. tinatamad ako. at may sakit ako. tapos may exam pa ko sa envisci sa thursday. hahaha :)) nerd. hmm. ano pa ba. ah, party later kasi birthday ni ate sa monday (July 21). she is turning 23. oo tama. kasi age ko + 4. hmmmm. wala na ko masabi. ano kaya susuotin ko? pwede rin ako sumama. para may new pics. pero nakakatamad talaga. gusto ko magmovie marathon!!!! RAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week baka punta ko ust. pero sabi ni heidi di daw yata siya pwede. so ewan. may apollo pa naman ako from francis :( SANA MATULOY. or baka ako na lang mag-isa pumunta? yuck! ayaw!! haha :P&lt;br /&gt;next week din! punta qc si baby ruth. YEY! sana lang makasama ako sa plans nila, kung ano man magagawang plans, mga tamad na bata yan e. basta movie date movie date :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na talaga ng problems of the heart. ayoko na rin makakita ng mga tao na nakakaranas nito. kasi parang ang hirap. nahihirapan ako para sa kanila. kasi ayoko na rin maramdaman yun. EVER. kaya ang mabuti pang gawin ay gumawa ng pera at magshopping. :)) di na natuloy shopping namin ni bes :( haaaaay. next time. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck loser talaga ako. nakikinig ako sa broken sonnet by hale. kasi nga loserrrrr ako. hahahaha :)) ang sama ko ba? favorite ko dati hale e. i was a kid. hahaha. pogi kasi ni champ. mahilig pa ko sa chinito nun. ngayon, steady. hahaha. ang cute nung classmate namin. si Mr. ***, kasi he looks like a kid. tapos parang mabait naman siya. :) pero di ko siya crush :P natutuwa lang ako sa kanya. pati sa name niya. hmm ayun. pero cute talaga si he101 classmate. ang ganda kasi ng eyes niya e. PERO mas cute si ***** *********! kasi kasi kasi. hahaha :P secret. kahit ang kulit niya sobra. pati medyo masama siya ha. medyo lang naman. hahahahahahhaha. yuck o. kinikilig ako inside. ohshit. hahahaha :)) nakita ko nga reflection namin nung magkasama kami. tapos pagkakita ko. thought balloon pops out. PWEDE! hahaha :)) WTF. ilusyonadang bata. :)) haha. ohwell. a girl can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na gawin yung mga plans ko. pero di ako makagalaw! grabe. it's killing me. i am so broke. i can't wait for august. money i need you. ngayon nga every peso bilang na sa kin e. dati wala ako pakialam sa price ng food na binibili ko. basta kung ano gusto ko kainin go lang ng go. ngayon. wala na! tatanong ko pa sa friends ko, 'ano ba yung pagkain na maalat na mura lang na hindi naman walang kwenta? yung hindi chips. yung mabubusog ako.' ang lungkot! nakakalungkot isipin na umabot ako sa ganito. haha. joke lang. oa. pero seryoso ganyan na ko. kasi... ewan ko rin. mali e. mali talaga mga ginagawa ko lately. sobrang di ko nabudget yung pera ko tapos nag-assume ako na magagawa ko yung isang bagay para mabawi yun. assuming kasi! ayan! hahaha. ano ba ginawa ko sa pera ko? pinangdrugs. ayun. july 3 pa lang ubos na. AW! ahahaha :)) joke lang. di ako druggers. nagshopping ako ng mga dress. ang saya nga e. 1/4 pa lang nagamit ko. haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa kahapon sa news. sabi nung mga babae di daw sila nagccomplain na mahirap ang buhay ngayon. ang nagsasabi lang daw nun e yung mga walang paraan. ang dami daw pwedeng gawin para magpakabuhay. tama tama! i agree. mga tamad kasi yung iba e. ewan ko lang ha. masama ba ko? pero ang aarte kasi e. oo na. mahirap na ang buhay. mataas ang presyo ng mga bilihin. lalo na yung pakingshet na gas. (grabe no? go hybrid na. pfft. haha.) marami kayong pwede gawin. raket lang kailangan niyo. gamitin ang isip. anyway, ayun. natuwa lang ako sa pagtingin nila sa buhay. sana kasi lahat ganun e. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? wala na e. masaya lang :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8043854710456538119?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8043854710456538119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8043854710456538119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8043854710456538119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8043854710456538119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/buhos.html' title='buhos'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4384791528508871344</id><published>2008-07-19T07:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:41:37.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blaaaah.</title><content type='html'>I want to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe in us.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;will you come through?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4384791528508871344?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4384791528508871344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4384791528508871344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4384791528508871344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4384791528508871344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/blaaaah.html' title='blaaaah.'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4746040947060373965</id><published>2008-07-18T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:45:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>names</title><content type='html'>hmm walalang random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby girl --- Sunny, Violet, Gabrielle, Awit, Paraluman&lt;br /&gt;baby boy --- Gabrielle, Musika,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4746040947060373965?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4746040947060373965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4746040947060373965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4746040947060373965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4746040947060373965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/names.html' title='names'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7784187882330477366</id><published>2008-07-18T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:34:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday once again</title><content type='html'>gosh. i've lost it. alam mo yung feeling tuwing friday? yung. "WOW! WALANG PASOK BUKAS! MAGPUPUYAT AKOOOOOO! OHYES!" haaaaaaaay. wala na e. kanina nga e. tinanong ko pa kung friday ba ngayon. namaaaaaaan. wala lang. nakakatuwa lang na iba na. oh saturday class. you make life shorter talaga. hahaha :)) joke lang. masaya ct14. pramis. :P tapos tuwing may pasok parang ang bilis ng days. super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ang sarap ng zero cal. you know the aftertaste you get after drinking cough syrup or whatever drug in syrup form? that kind of bland sweetness. I LOVE IT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't know how long it takes waiting for a love like this. WALA. random line from lucky by jason mraz. hahaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may sakit ako kanina. yuck talaga. mahina resistance ko sa dust and pollution e. ayun. allergy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7784187882330477366?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7784187882330477366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7784187882330477366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7784187882330477366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7784187882330477366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-once-again.html' title='friday once again'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-9168586138445956425</id><published>2008-07-18T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:52:37.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WANT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SH_pTipkP1I/AAAAAAAAADI/RkUQgnwoZVs/s1600-h/michael_cera_hot25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SH_pTipkP1I/AAAAAAAAADI/RkUQgnwoZVs/s320/michael_cera_hot25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224150614700998482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i want you. &lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt; of you. &lt;u&gt;soooooo much&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-9168586138445956425?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/9168586138445956425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=9168586138445956425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9168586138445956425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9168586138445956425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/want.html' title='WANT!'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SH_pTipkP1I/AAAAAAAAADI/RkUQgnwoZVs/s72-c/michael_cera_hot25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2664376257243597875</id><published>2008-07-18T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:48:45.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine!</title><content type='html'>making me feel i'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;telling me that i'll go far&lt;br /&gt;sunshine through my window that's what you are! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. cute lang.&lt;br /&gt;watched juno last night. it wasn't a great movie, but it was cute :) and i fell in love. with michael cera. hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaaaaaaaah! i love the intro part of all the young dudes by mott the hoople. ohgawd. it is love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;fun fun. talked with my hs friends. i miss them much. superrrr. hope to see them soon! like soon. like next week? please? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh yes. we can love. &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2664376257243597875?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2664376257243597875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2664376257243597875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2664376257243597875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2664376257243597875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunshine.html' title='sunshine!'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2886608875911846020</id><published>2008-07-17T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:24:43.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobored</title><content type='html'>imsopakingboredrightnow.&lt;br /&gt;mygolly.&lt;br /&gt;at parang ang tamad ko gumamit ng space bar no? hahahaha :)) LOL&lt;br /&gt;ang fun ng activity kanina sa he. parang survivor! woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos tinatamad na ko magsulat. naisip ko lang na di pa ko tapos sa plate sa ct14. aw. talaga naman. parang ang tamad ko. -_- huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? super saya magdraw sa journal. at ang loser ko no? lagi ako may entry sa journal ko. cute kasi. bakit ba? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NICE NG SCIENCE OF SLEEP. haaaaaaaaaaylovet really!&lt;br /&gt;ay ay ay. guess what? nagkatuluyan tamagotchi namin ni yessa. yey! it's twin boys for us. weeeee :) first boy ko ever! i love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you... wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;we look good together. i just know. &lt;3&lt;/b&gt; haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2886608875911846020?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2886608875911846020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2886608875911846020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2886608875911846020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2886608875911846020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/sobored.html' title='sobored'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1354923683679963619</id><published>2008-07-17T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:12:27.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world</title><content type='html'>hi francis.&lt;br /&gt;oo sure ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK NA KO. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1354923683679963619?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1354923683679963619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1354923683679963619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1354923683679963619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1354923683679963619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-world.html' title='hello world'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7069418171832162997</id><published>2008-07-12T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:23:34.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am loving every moment of ct14! kahit di niya ko love. hahaha :P it's a one-sided love affair. ohwells hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATES about 1st sem&lt;br /&gt;I love HE100 and HE101 ---- kasi kasi kasi! secreeeeeeet hahahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;I love CT11, CTRA19, and &lt;b&gt;CT14&lt;/b&gt; ---- coz i learn soooo much. and yea, i won't leave CT evaaah! haha :P me loves CT much much. yuck. sorry naman. parang high lang no? wala lang. kasi i'm glad na may direction na talaga buhay ko. or kung hindi man ito, at least i'm killing time while doing something i really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay na. finally :) thank you to the people who made it possible. &lt;br /&gt;syempre una si bes :) haaaay i don't know kung ano gagawin ko without her. (hahaha oa) pero seriously, she's been there during those days when i've hit rock bottom. nakakainis na nga ako e. paulit-ulit. tsktsk. pero right now, wala na talaga. i've modified my memory. sorry na lang sa mga nawala. buti na yun.&lt;br /&gt;my CT classmates! ilovethem much. haha. they make everyday bearable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HS FRIENDS&lt;/u&gt;! i could not ask for more :)&lt;br /&gt;si marvin, kasi hindi siya nagsasawa sa bitterness ko. hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;si rodney, na nakita ako nung superrrr haggard day ko. haha kasi makita ko lang siya natatawa na ko. wow. special mention? aw. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7069418171832162997?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7069418171832162997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7069418171832162997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7069418171832162997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7069418171832162997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-loving-every-moment-of-ct14-kahit.html' title=''/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4380943590767356901</id><published>2008-07-06T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:13:31.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning</title><content type='html'>sunday morning rain is pouring.&lt;br /&gt;no not really.&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like putting that line. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few days have been a challenge. well, emotionally. it's been one hell of a ride. i've been up and mostly down but then i realized that it wasn't anyone's fault. it was mine. so now, i'm trying as best as i can to do what i know is right. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been myself for three days. i miss my bestfriend. i've been losing time drowning in my own self-pity. i'm tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our he101 class, our prof told us that usually people are mad not at someone who has done them wrong. they are mad at themselves because they don't have the courage to tell that someone that he has done wrong. so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed to lose all the baggage left. and finally i feel much lighter. not as light as usual but i'm getting there. today, i'm going to take that last step that will finally free me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4380943590767356901?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4380943590767356901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4380943590767356901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4380943590767356901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4380943590767356901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4686112854271753933</id><published>2008-06-30T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:34:39.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>he 100 paper. about your family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched as we all get together in this couch. Something we always do, but this night is more special than those other nights. We arranged ourselves and get ready for the shot to be taken. Beside me is my dad, a very loving father at the age of 50. He may have his midlife-crisis moments but we all love him. He is a businessman by profession but I know he’s a mechanic by heart. He loves learning technical stuffs since he used to work for a bus company when he was young. Up ‘til now, he is still involved with buses, but this time he supplies parts for them. To my left is my mom, who holds a very special part in my heart. When I was a kid and dad had to work abroad she was there to take care of us and guide us the best possible way she can. I was a sickly kid so I know she exerted extra effort on me than my other two siblings. Taking his much loved spot, mommy’s lap, is my baby brother. After my 13th year of breathing and surviving, my brother followed me into this world. He’s a very hyperactive little kid and everyone just loves him. He’s a breath of fresh air to our family.&lt;br /&gt;Beside mom is my sister. Ate and I have our similarities and differences. I’m usually the antisocial and quiet one who stays at home and loves movie marathons. She’s a very friendly and bubbly person who always has plans on a Saturday night. It’s ironic how she became a teacher and I, the future clothing technologist. Last but not the least is my brother who is on the rightmost side of the photograph. He always teases me and tells me how much I idolize him. I always retaliate, but the truth is, I actually do. He’s a writer and he’s cool like that. We’ve been really close since we were kids.&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly where I want to be, captured in time through a photograph with my loving family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4686112854271753933?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4686112854271753933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4686112854271753933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4686112854271753933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4686112854271753933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-61444873568197936</id><published>2008-06-29T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:36:23.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plans for this month</title><content type='html'>July plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe project. yea. was inspired by deviantart. oh love&lt;br /&gt;garage sale. money. needs it.&lt;br /&gt;bake more!&lt;br /&gt;busy myself with school stuff&lt;br /&gt;make more friends&lt;br /&gt;be more sociable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-61444873568197936?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/61444873568197936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=61444873568197936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/61444873568197936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/61444873568197936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/plans-for-this-month.html' title='plans for this month'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7655490409030175756</id><published>2008-06-27T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:56:21.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>I am Astrud Q. Malvar, 18 years old, a viewer of Wheel of Fortune. I am offended by the June 27 episode of Wheel of Fortune. When a contestant was given the chance to solve the puzzle, there was an obvious injustice when the show officials did not consider her answer just because the contestant mispronounced U as O. The word was NUMERO, and instead the contestant said NOMERO. This is a sort of regional discrimination. The fact that the letter U was already in the board when the contestant answered clearly showed that the contestant knew the word NUMERO and obviously had a problem with her pronunciation of the letters U and O. It is common knowledge that in the Visayan region, the mispronunciation of these letters are very common and I think if this becomes a hindrance to a person's success then it is UNFAIR. give some consideration. this is not a quiz bee nor a communication skills exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7655490409030175756?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7655490409030175756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7655490409030175756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7655490409030175756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7655490409030175756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3376214236426691146</id><published>2008-06-24T08:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:22:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Beary Cute Love Story &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9nOEfn0T0I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9nOEfn0T0I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short movie I made for my cousin's project. Editing is not so good :p bear with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3376214236426691146?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3376214236426691146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=3376214236426691146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3376214236426691146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3376214236426691146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/watch.html' title='watch'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1538149864285592798</id><published>2008-06-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:25:32.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweeeeeet</title><content type='html'>Long Walk to Forever - Kurt Vonnegut    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had grown up next door to each other, on the fringe of a&lt;br /&gt;city, near fields and woods and orchards,  within  sight  of  a&lt;br /&gt;lovely bell tower that belonged to a school for the blind.&lt;br /&gt;       Now they were twenty, had not seen each other for nearly&lt;br /&gt;a year. There had always ben playful,  comfortable  warmth&lt;br /&gt;between them, but never any talk of love.&lt;br /&gt;     His name was Newt. Her name was Catharine. In the early afternoon, Newt knocked on&lt;br /&gt;Catharine's front door.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine came to the door. She was carrying a fat, glossy magazine she had been reading.&lt;br /&gt;The magazine was devoted entirely to brides. "Newt!" she said. She was surprised to see him.&lt;br /&gt;     "Could you come for a walk?" he said. He was a shy person, even with Catharine. He&lt;br /&gt;covered his shyness by speaking absently as though what really concerned him were far&lt;br /&gt;away--as though he were a secret agent pausing briefly on a mission between beautiful, distant,&lt;br /&gt;and sinister points. This manner of speaking had always been Newt's style, even in matters that&lt;br /&gt;concerned him desperately.&lt;br /&gt;     "A walk?" said Catharine.&lt;br /&gt;     "One foot in front of the other," said Newt, "through leaves, over bridges---"&lt;br /&gt;     "I had no idea you were in town," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Just this minute got in," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Still in the Army, I see," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Seven months more to go," he said. He was a private first class in the Artillery. His uniform&lt;br /&gt;was rumpled. His shoes were dusty. He needed a shave. He held out his hand for the magazine.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see the pretty book," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     She gave it to him. "I'm getting married, Newt," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I know," he said. "Let's go for a walk."&lt;br /&gt;     "I'm awfully busy, Newt," she said. "The wedding is only a week away."&lt;br /&gt;     "If we go for a walk," he said, "it will make you rosy. It will make you a rosy bride." He&lt;br /&gt;turned the pages of the magazine. "A rosy bride like her--like her--like her," he said, showing&lt;br /&gt;her rosy brides.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine turned rosy, thinking about rosy brides.&lt;br /&gt;     "That will be my present to Henry Stewart Chasens," said Newt. "By taking you for a walk,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving him a rosy bride."&lt;br /&gt;     "You know his name?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Mother wrote," he said. "From Pittsburgh?"&lt;br /&gt;     "Yes," she said. "You'd like him."&lt;br /&gt;     "Maybe," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Can--can you come to the wedding, Newt?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "That I doubt," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Your furlough isn't for long enough?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Furlough?" said Newt. He was studying a two page ad for flat silver. "I'm not on furlough,"&lt;br /&gt;he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Oh?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I'm what they call A.W.O.L.," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Oh, Newt! You're not!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Sure I am," he said, still looking at the magazine.&lt;br /&gt;     "Why, Newt?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I had to find out what your silver pattern is," he said. He read names of silver patterns from&lt;br /&gt;the magazine. Albemarle? Heather?" he said. "Legend? Rambler Rose?" He looked up, smiled. "I&lt;br /&gt;plan to give you and your husband a spoon," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Newt, Newt--tell me really," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I want to go for a walk," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     She wrung her hands in sisterly anguish. "Oh, Newt--you're fooling me about being&lt;br /&gt;A.W.O.L.," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     Newt imitated a police siren softly, and raised his eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;     "Where--where from?"&lt;br /&gt;     "Fort Bragg," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "North Carolina?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "That's right," he said. "Near Fayetteville--where Scarlet O'Hara went to school."&lt;br /&gt;     "How did you get here, Newt?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     He raised his thumb, jerked it in a hitchhike gesture. "Two days," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Does your mother know?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I didn't come to see my mother," he told her.&lt;br /&gt;     "Who did you come to see?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Why me?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Because I love you," he said. "Now can we take a walk?" he said. "One foot in front of the&lt;br /&gt;other--through leaves, over bridges--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     They were taking the walk now, were in a woods with a brown-leaf floor.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine was angry and rattled, close to tears. "Newt," she said, "this is absolutely crazy."&lt;br /&gt;     "How so?" said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "What a crazy time to tell me you love me," she said. "You never talked that way before."&lt;br /&gt;She stopped walking.&lt;br /&gt;     "Let's keep walking," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "No," she said. "So far, no farther. I shouldn't have come out with you at all," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You did," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "To get you out of the house," she said. "If somebody walked in and heard you talking to me&lt;br /&gt;that way, a week before the wedding--"&lt;br /&gt;     "What would they think?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "They'd think you were crazy," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Why?" he said&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine took a deep breath, made a speech. "Let me say that I'm deeply honored by this&lt;br /&gt;crazy thing you've done," she said. "I can't believe you're really A.W.O.L., but maybe you are. I&lt;br /&gt;can't believe you really love me, but maybe you do. But--"&lt;br /&gt;     "I do," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Well, I'm deeply honored," said Catharine, "and I'm very fond of you as a friend, Newt,&lt;br /&gt;extremely fond--but it's just too late." She took a step away from him. "You've never even kissed&lt;br /&gt;me," she said, and she protected herself with her hands. "I don't mean you should do it now. I just&lt;br /&gt;mean that this is all so unexpected. I haven't got the remotest idea of how to respond."&lt;br /&gt;     "Just walk some more," he said. "Have a nice time."&lt;br /&gt;     They started walking again.&lt;br /&gt;     "How did you expect me to react?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "How would I know what to expect?" he said. "I've never done anything like this before."&lt;br /&gt;     Did you think I would throw myself into your arms?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Maybe," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I'm sorry to disappoint you," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I'm not disappointed," he said. "I wasn't counting on it. This is very nice, just walking."&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine stopped again. "You know what happens next?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Nope," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "We shake hands," she said. "We shake hands and part friends," she said. "That's what&lt;br /&gt;happens next."&lt;br /&gt;     Newt nodded. "All right," he said. "Remember me from time to time. Remember how much&lt;br /&gt;I loved you."&lt;br /&gt;     Involuntarily, Catharine burst into tears. She turned her back to Newt, looked into the&lt;br /&gt;infinate colonnade of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;     "What does that mean?" said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Rage!" said Catharine. She clenched her hands. "You have no right--"&lt;br /&gt;     "I had to find out," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "If I'd loved you," she said, "I would have let you know before now."&lt;br /&gt;     "You would?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Yes," she said. She faced him, looked up at him, her face quite red. "You would have&lt;br /&gt;known," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "How?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You would have seen it," she said. "Women aren't very clever at hiding it."&lt;br /&gt;     Newt looked closely at Catharine's face now. To her consternation, she realized that what&lt;br /&gt;she had said was true, that a woman couldn't hide love.&lt;br /&gt;     Newt was seeing love now.&lt;br /&gt;     And he did what he had to do. He kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "You're hell to get along with!" she said when Newt let her go.&lt;br /&gt;     "I am?" said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "You shouldn't have done that," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You didn't like it?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "What did you expect," she said--"wild, adandoned passion?"&lt;br /&gt;     "I keep telling you," he said," I never know what's going to happen next."&lt;br /&gt;     "We say good-by," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     He frowned slightly. "All right," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     She made another speech. "I'm not sorry we kissed," she said. "That was sweet. We should&lt;br /&gt;have kissed, we've been so close. I'll always remember you , Newt, and good luck."&lt;br /&gt;     "You too," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Thirty days," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "What?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Thirty days in the stockade," he said--"that's what one kiss will cost me."&lt;br /&gt;     "I--I'm sorry," she said, "but I didn't ask you to go A.W.O.L."&lt;br /&gt;     "I know," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You certainly don't deserve any hero's reward for doing something as foolish as that," she&lt;br /&gt;said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Must be nice to be a hero," said Newt. "Is Henry Stewart Chasens a hero?"&lt;br /&gt;     "He might be, if he got the chance," said Catharine. She noted uneasily that they had begun&lt;br /&gt;to walk again. The farewell had been forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;     "You really love him?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Certainly I love him!" she said hotly. "I wouldn't marry him if I didn't love him!"&lt;br /&gt;     "What's good about him?" said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Honestly!" she cried, stopping again. "Do you have any idea how offensive you're being?&lt;br /&gt;Many, many, many things are good about Henry! Yes," she said, "and many, many, many things&lt;br /&gt;are probably bad, too. But that isn't any of your business. I love Henry, and I don't have to argue&lt;br /&gt;his merits with you!"&lt;br /&gt;     "Sorry," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Honestly!" said Catharine.&lt;br /&gt;     Newt kissed her again. He kissed her again because she wanted him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     They were now in a large orchard.&lt;br /&gt;     "How did we get so far from home, Newt?" said Catharine.&lt;br /&gt;     "One foot in front of the other--through leaves, over bridges," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "They add up--the steps," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     Bells rang in the tower of the school for the blind nearby.&lt;br /&gt;     "School for the blind," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "School for the blind," said Catharine. She shook her head in drowsy wonder. "I've got to go&lt;br /&gt;back now," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Say good-by," said Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Every time I do," said Catharine, "I seem to get kissed."&lt;br /&gt;     Newt sat down on the close-cropped grass under an apple tree. "Sit down," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "No," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I won't touch you," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I don't believe you," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     She sat down under another tree, twenty feet away from him. She closed her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;     "Dream of Henry Stewart Chasens," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "What?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Dream of your wonderful husband-to-be," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "All right, I will," she said. She closed her eyes tighter, caught glimpses of her&lt;br /&gt;husband-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;     Newt yawned.&lt;br /&gt;     The bees were humming in the trees, and Catharine almost fell asleep. When she opened&lt;br /&gt;her eyes she saw that Newt really was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;     He began to snore softly.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine let him sleep for an hour, and while he slept she adored him with all her heart.&lt;br /&gt;     The shadows of the apple trees grew to the east. The bells in the tower of the school for the&lt;br /&gt;blind rang again.&lt;br /&gt;     "*chick-a-dee-dee-dee*," went a chickadee.&lt;br /&gt;     Somewhere far away an automobile started nagged and failed, nagged and failed, fell still.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine came out from under her tree, knelt by Newt.&lt;br /&gt;     "Newt?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "H'm?" he said. He opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;     "Late," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Hello, Catharine," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Hello, Newt," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I love you," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I know," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Too late," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Too late," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     He stood, stretched groaningly. "A very nice walk," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "I thought so," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Part company here?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Where will you go?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Hitch into town, turn myself in," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Good luck," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     "You too," he said. "Marry me, Catharine?"&lt;br /&gt;     "No," she said.&lt;br /&gt;     He smiled, stared at her hard for a moment, then walked away quickly.&lt;br /&gt;     Catharine watched him grow smaller in the long perspective of shadows and trees, knew&lt;br /&gt;that if he stopped and turned now, if he called to her, she would run to him. She would have no&lt;br /&gt;choice.&lt;br /&gt;     Newt did stop. He did turn. He did call. "Catharine," he called.&lt;br /&gt;     She ran to him, put her arms aroud him, could not speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1538149864285592798?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1538149864285592798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1538149864285592798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1538149864285592798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1538149864285592798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweeeeeet.html' title='sweeeeeet'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1152377385234218092</id><published>2008-06-23T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:37:36.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ad ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SF7wSbzq7cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dk8tJ4ohrvY/s1600-h/roles_promo_astrud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SF7wSbzq7cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dk8tJ4ohrvY/s400/roles_promo_astrud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869618034404802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab a copy of my brother, Carlos Malvar's, book! 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Leona Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better in Time - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: x2]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7758513681707409564?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7758513681707409564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7758513681707409564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7758513681707409564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7758513681707409564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/end.html' title='end'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1446473632258618354</id><published>2008-06-19T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:06:20.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>samba and tea</title><content type='html'>If I were an object I would be a bubble wrap, simply because I can be your support whenever you feel fragile and vulnerable. I am a person who will comfort you and stay with you until I know you can make it on your own. A friend once told me that she can be sure that I would keep her secrets because just like a bubble wrap, I am a safe place to keep things that should be protected. I am a shock absorbent, a person to go to when stressed.&lt;br /&gt; Just like a bubble wrap, I am a very bubbly person too, but there are moments when too much pressure can make me go over the edge and just lose my will. Once you popped a bubble in a bubble wrap, there is no way of inflating it back to normal, just like me. I have a hard time trying to forgive and forget when someone has wronged me. Once my trust has been broken, there is no way of mending things and getting them back to what it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;damn. I write like a kid pare. hahahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an early morning poetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game I've been playing is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;People had lost and won&lt;br /&gt;Do not give me your excuses&lt;br /&gt;I've used them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cycle plays on for years&lt;br /&gt;It led me to my slumber&lt;br /&gt;I have woken with a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the door and give me a moment&lt;br /&gt;I have been wronged once or twice&lt;br /&gt;The last laugh had echoed over the walls&lt;br /&gt;It was mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1446473632258618354?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1446473632258618354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1446473632258618354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1446473632258618354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1446473632258618354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/mornings-and-tea.html' title='samba and tea'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5074774432783949852</id><published>2008-06-14T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:53:43.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how girls fall easily for someone who gives them attention? I mean, not just any kind of attention, the sweet kind of attention that makes you smile and giggle inside. Ugh. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wrong. But I just can't help falling. I really like this someone. But I don't like him like him. I don't know. I'm confused. I really like him as a friend or maybe more! hahahaha :)) hulaan mo na lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;CT is super fun! i love love love it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5074774432783949852?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5074774432783949852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5074774432783949852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5074774432783949852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5074774432783949852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_14.html' title='&apos;'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1445608706295038852</id><published>2008-06-11T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:49:56.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apostrophe</title><content type='html'>Dear Love,&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't seen you in a long time. I met you when I was in the 6th grade. I think? I know we're not the best of friends. You've fooled me once before. Or maybe I was just too young to understand you. I didn't know what to do nor what to feel. I was eager and scared all at the same time. I did let go. But that was after seven years. Of trying. Of understanding. Of waiting. I closed my heart for a year now. I remember 07's first sem when I finally decided that it was really over. For my part that is. He ended it a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, I am once again inviting you. I'm ready now. NO. Not now, now. I'll see you in August perhaps? I'll be waiting ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Astrud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1445608706295038852?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1445608706295038852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1445608706295038852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1445608706295038852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1445608706295038852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/apostrophe.html' title='Apostrophe'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7565371908754000348</id><published>2008-06-10T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:16:37.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iamsooooobored</title><content type='html'>since i'm really really bored, i am going to tell some stuffs about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i love black, white, and pink. b&amp;w photography. super!&lt;br /&gt;- i love people who praise me hahahahha. and super bolera din ako. if i like you&lt;br /&gt;- natutuwa ako sa mga random sweet stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- i love pandas (@.@) panda yan. pero di daw mukhang panda&lt;br /&gt;- if you ask me out, and i like you, go na agad yan. wag lang super late na ha :P&lt;br /&gt;- i love movie dates! with anyone :)&lt;br /&gt;- i love staring at random things. even people. alam ko minsan rude pero di ko maiwasan. sorry na. hehe&lt;br /&gt;- i hate being a commuter. pero di na ko super arte ngayon. hehe&lt;br /&gt;- I love my bestfriend, Miss Yessa Amor :)&lt;br /&gt;- i love meeting new people&lt;br /&gt;- I want a pair of dreamcatcher earrings&lt;br /&gt;- i am paranoid. over things. random things&lt;br /&gt;- i love reading. pero lately parang distracted&lt;br /&gt;- super saya manood ng mga series&lt;br /&gt;- target weight: 100lbs&lt;br /&gt;- i am going to get a perm on december(?)&lt;br /&gt;- i want to get a part-time job&lt;br /&gt;- i love sunflowers&lt;br /&gt;- i hate StiCKy CaPS. retarded. this one's conditional. no I won't change my mind about hating it. but isn't it annoying when someone uses sticky caps and calls you 'AtEh'? and uses Z instead of S, like 'i MiZz yOu PoW' and stuff? i hate that. and a shoutout to that someone who tagged in the cbox, here's your reply. he's a very good friend so back off. unless that's you :P seriously, stop the namedrop ok? it is rude and very very unethical. unless you're that person, there is no way that what you did is excusable. i know I'm stooping down to your level when I decided to reply and make this issue big... but hell, you have pissed me. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;- wag ka na magtext kung haha at hehe lang. please&lt;br /&gt;- i hate awkward moments. i always end up in one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*astrud is tired. she's going to sleep now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7565371908754000348?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7565371908754000348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7565371908754000348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7565371908754000348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7565371908754000348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/iamsooooobored.html' title='iamsooooobored'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1791600792441132704</id><published>2008-06-09T14:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:01:42.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEzLVCzcuMI/AAAAAAAAACo/zOx3OObAvLY/s1600-h/eternal_mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEzLVCzcuMI/AAAAAAAAACo/zOx3OObAvLY/s200/eternal_mind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209762431351175362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. it's a pretty good film. i don't want to talk about the technical stuffs. but it was good. I love the soundtrack btw. the shots were artsy and the continuity or the lack of it was effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog about it. but my thoughts... I just can't hold them. they're everywhere!  I want to relate the story to my life but I can't find the right words now. Maybe tomorrow! or someday. haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the story. I just love it. Would you be willing to take a second shot at someone - clean slate and all? I would. If he is worth the pain. I'd take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Clementine: I wish you'd stayed.&lt;br /&gt;Joel: I wish I'd stayed, too. NOW I wish I'd stayed. I wish I'd done a lot of things. I wish I'd... I wish I'd stayed... I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel: I could die right now, Clem. I'm just... happy. I've never felt that before. I'm just exactly where I want to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaay &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1791600792441132704?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1791600792441132704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1791600792441132704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1791600792441132704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1791600792441132704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/again-again.html' title='again again'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEzLVCzcuMI/AAAAAAAAACo/zOx3OObAvLY/s72-c/eternal_mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2580986331590844695</id><published>2008-06-08T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:47:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sem sched</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEu4lKlzeJI/AAAAAAAAACY/PcUh_6V5GeQ/s1600-h/1st+sem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEu4lKlzeJI/AAAAAAAAACY/PcUh_6V5GeQ/s320/1st+sem.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209460342621698194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go stalk me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2580986331590844695?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2580986331590844695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2580986331590844695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2580986331590844695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2580986331590844695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-sem-sched.html' title='1st sem sched'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEu4lKlzeJI/AAAAAAAAACY/PcUh_6V5GeQ/s72-c/1st+sem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-3612704267138649421</id><published>2008-06-08T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:06:23.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living the Tama life!</title><content type='html'>Just last week, my bestfriend, Yessa, and I bought a Tamagotchi, a mini egg-shaped electronic pet&lt;img src="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u15/ViSuAl_NeKo_DoLl/cuteys%20x3/tamagotchi.gif" border="0" alt="tamagotchi"&gt;, just for the fun of it. We talked another friend, Ariel, to buy one too because we thought it was really cool if we could mate our Tamagotchis and make families. We were back to being kids again :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Tama was Mimi. She's a girl (obviously, by the way I used the pronoun &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt;). I wasn't that enthusiastic at taking care of her. I was mending from a brokenheart and I was really distracted by the hell-ish enrollment in school. Sadly, little Mimi passed away on her third day. She was really fat by that time. I was putting her on a diet because she was around 76lbs! Her friends, Kenzi (my bestfriend, Yessa's tama) and Dior (Ariel's) were only 20+ lbs. It was a Friday afternoon and I was really tired. Before taking a nap, I checked Mimi's health stats and I thought she was fine because she had 2 shaded hearts for her level of hunger and happiness. I left her downstairs while I took a nap. After 2 hours, I checked on her and she was gone. It was sad. I was devastated. I was a very irresponsible parent. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to change my next Tama's name. Her name is Tiny. She's a very healthy and happy Tama. I will love her. And take very good care of her. Tiny is a Ringotchi &lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x317/Gingie_tama_lover/my%20shop/Ringotchi.png" border="0" alt="ring"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;A Tamagotchi is not just for kids! Believe me! The pressure of being a mom, oh my! Having a Tama means having another responsibility. And you must take this responsibility whole-heartedly, unless you want five dead Tama babies on your history log. &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a23/SuZu_no_KaiGa/tamagotchi.gif" border="0" alt="tamagotchi"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-3612704267138649421?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/3612704267138649421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=3612704267138649421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3612704267138649421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/3612704267138649421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/living-tama-life.html' title='living the Tama life!'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u15/ViSuAl_NeKo_DoLl/cuteys%20x3/th_tamagotchi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-9092328562908333380</id><published>2008-06-06T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:18:02.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Aura is Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very driven, competitive, and even a bit jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you seek out balance in your life - and you usually achieve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: inspiring others to be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous greens include: Tony Robbins, Donald Trump, Martha Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Guru, CEO, Talk Show Host&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Important to You... And What Isn't:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theprioritytest/shopping.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, your career is usually your number one priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind having things to get done... as long as they don't pile up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most important priorities get your attention. You are happily able to let the less important things slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want your health to be a high priority, but you don't often get around to taking care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theprioritytest/"&gt;The Priority Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An INTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/intp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are an easy person to fall for. But not an easy person to stay in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you are quite flexible, you often come off as aloof or argumentative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are both a logical and creative thinker. You are great at solving problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Creative, fair, and tough-minded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: arrogant, cold, and robotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Make 78% of Your Crushes Fall in Love With You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/love-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction skills are practically legendary. You know how to close the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't let someone you're really into get the better of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you keep up your end of the flirting game, you'll get the prize at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/"&gt;Can You Make Anyone Fall in Love With You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Artemis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/artemis.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave, and a natural born leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're willing to fight for what you believe in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And willing to make tough decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget - the people around you have ideas too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/"&gt;What Goddess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 66% Grown Up, 34% Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you are definitely quite emotionally mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you have your moments of moodiness, you're usually stable and level headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 44% Paranoid Schizophrenic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaparanoidschizophrenicquiz/paranoid-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you're perfectly fine, though you have your crazy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a bit paranoid, but no one's out to get you but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaparanoidschizophrenicquiz/"&gt;Are You A Paranoid Schizophrenic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is Like Acid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/acid.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment you're in your own little happy universe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best: You understand the world completely, and every ordinary experience is sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people like about being around you: You say and do the craziest things. You're very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people dislike about being around you: You're unpredictable. Your mood swings are quite intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How addicted people get to you: They pretty much don't get addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 71% Perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/"&gt;Are You a Perfectionist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Little Black Dress Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thelittleblackdresstest/dress-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are lively and outgoing. You are naturally friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy meeting new people and making new connections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your style is whimsical and unique. You're good at putting together interesting outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a shoe, you would be: High heeled boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thelittleblackdresstest/"&gt;The Little Black Dress Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your True Love Will Find You Eventually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/willyourtruelovefindyouquiz/love-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely put yourself out there a little - but you could be doing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're truly looking for love, try doing more things and meeting more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to actively look for love, you just need to stay active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be out there a little more, and the right person will find you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyourtruelovefindyouquiz/"&gt;Will Your True Love Find You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Picky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whydontyouhaveaboyfriendquiz/too-picky.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no problem attracting guys - and even dating a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just around second or third date time where you start to see faults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a guy isn't near perfect, you're not into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have standards - but yours rule almost everyone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whydontyouhaveaboyfriendquiz/"&gt;Why Don't You Have a Boyfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-9092328562908333380?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/9092328562908333380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=9092328562908333380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9092328562908333380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9092328562908333380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6394765066667831885</id><published>2008-06-06T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:31:42.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mushroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi8xvkC0gI/AAAAAAAAACA/INlfuTHeQes/s1600-h/DSC04486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi8xvkC0gI/AAAAAAAAACA/INlfuTHeQes/s320/DSC04486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208620531821236738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mushroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi9E_kC0hI/AAAAAAAAACI/HPBlAJ3pskw/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi9E_kC0hI/AAAAAAAAACI/HPBlAJ3pskw/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208620862533718546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi9PPkC0iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lyqJUwEP1nY/s1600-h/mimi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi9PPkC0iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lyqJUwEP1nY/s320/mimi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208621038627377698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tama --- MIMI &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6394765066667831885?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6394765066667831885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6394765066667831885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6394765066667831885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6394765066667831885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/mushroom.html' title='mushroom'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/SEi8xvkC0gI/AAAAAAAAACA/INlfuTHeQes/s72-c/DSC04486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5894408867915921801</id><published>2008-06-06T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:23:58.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant and randomness</title><content type='html'>I'm really bored. and I want to write. what else do I do best? rant. haha kiddin. I've been thinking. if there's something you want to forget, the best thing to do is completely erase things that might remind you of it. and I've been doing that for the past weeks. last wednesday, june 4, I know I have moved on. I was indifferent. and the next second, the walls just crumbled down. boo&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;this week was totally haggardous. hahahaha :)) 4 days for 18 units. blaaah&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something with my life. I want to be productive. I want to open eyes and touch lives. I want to do charity work. I want to help the needy. I want. I wish. I will.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;heart to heart talks please. astrud is in need of some unloading. baggages keep pulling me down. and i hate it. i just need someone to talk to. someone who will understand. and not judge me for my bad decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5894408867915921801?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5894408867915921801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5894408867915921801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5894408867915921801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5894408867915921801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/rant-and-randomness.html' title='rant and randomness'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4203087788122749522</id><published>2008-06-06T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:03:51.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>soon.&lt;br /&gt;after one year of floating and bumming around, i finally have a program! yay me. i am currently enrolled as a freshman in BS Clothing Technology. *pats back* :D&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope I finish this in three years. oh well. I'm in no hurry :)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I have a Tamagotchi V.4!&lt;br /&gt;Her name's Mimi :)&lt;br /&gt;I love her.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Went shoe shopping in Cubao Shoe Expo.&lt;br /&gt;It's a must-visit place if you love shoeeeees. LIKE ME!! yayayayay&lt;br /&gt;I bought a purple flats, a red flats, and a bronze party strappy thingy. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4203087788122749522?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4203087788122749522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4203087788122749522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4203087788122749522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4203087788122749522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6106262082842265191</id><published>2008-06-01T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:58:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey for brighter things</title><content type='html'>turn your frown upside down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MoNdteuVYh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MoNdteuVYh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/dabitchyevil/music/jW3KAN-F/aqualung_brighter_than_sunshine/"&gt;Brighter Than Sunshine - Aqualung&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brighter Than Sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood before&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what love was for&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broke, my head was sore&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tied up in ancient history&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe in destiny&lt;br /&gt;I look up you're standing next to me&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, i don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And it's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it happening&lt;br /&gt;I'd given up and given in&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't take the hurt again&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the strength to fight&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you seemed so right&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will remain a mystery&lt;br /&gt;But give me your hand and you will see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is keeping time with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling in my soul ... [repeat chorus to end]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6106262082842265191?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6106262082842265191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6106262082842265191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6106262082842265191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6106262082842265191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/06/yey-for-brighter-things.html' title='yey for brighter things'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4149048223460526131</id><published>2008-05-25T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T12:39:18.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT</title><content type='html'>pareho lang pala tayo e. dapat alam mo kung ano nararamdaman ko. oo, naiintindihan kita. pero sana isipin mo rin na nasasaktan ako. pinipilit ko na bigyan ng rason ang mga ginagawa mo. pero habang tumatagal mas nahihirapan talaga ako. ano ba ang gusto mo?  naiinis ako! sobra. kasi wala akong magawa. nung tinanong kita kung ano pwede ko gawin, hindi ka man lang sumagot. tingin ko kasi kuntento ka na sa ganyan e. ayaw mo na rin siguro magbago. ano ba ang napapala mo? minsan lang talaga ko masaktan. kasi wala naman talaga akong pakialam sa mga bagay-bagay. siguro nga tinamaan ako. oo. masakit pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;magsama kayo ng mga babae mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;pasado nga pala ko sa film. pero wala pa result sa ct. so ewan talaga. go film na ba? nanaginip rin ako last night. i was drag racing inside UP. wow pare. sina-sabotage daw ako ng mga tao. ayun. i ran over them. hahahaha :)) killer pa ko ngayon. tapos i found out na it was part of the fucking challege. wtf is that? hahaha :)) sige lang. weird weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4149048223460526131?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4149048223460526131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4149048223460526131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4149048223460526131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4149048223460526131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/05/rant.html' title='RANT'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4754210530069048801</id><published>2008-05-22T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:07:03.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exactly</title><content type='html'>i am exactly the girl he's been running away from.&lt;br /&gt;and i am trying to make things work.&lt;br /&gt;trying to make things better for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;i want to change.&lt;br /&gt;for you.&lt;br /&gt;for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaay. hahahaha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4754210530069048801?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4754210530069048801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4754210530069048801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4754210530069048801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4754210530069048801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/05/exactly.html' title='exactly'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2000673098760521897</id><published>2008-05-18T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:52:52.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/V3YTh2-sNp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/V3YTh2-sNp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh&lt;br /&gt;Im not missing you&lt;br /&gt;Been through just about everything that I could go through&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to relationships&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what I was missing or why I aint listen&lt;br /&gt;When I told myself that was it&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go, hurt again&lt;br /&gt;Cause of my curiousity&lt;br /&gt;Now that its over&lt;br /&gt;What else could it be he just had to &lt;s&gt;cheat&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise never to settle&lt;br /&gt;Why didnt I keep it?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hated the heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;Crying and cheating, the fooling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(But) Im not missing you&lt;br /&gt;Im not going through the motions&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and hoping you call me&lt;br /&gt;Im not missing you&lt;br /&gt;You might have had me open&lt;br /&gt;But I must be going because&lt;br /&gt;I got life to do&lt;br /&gt;I know Im usually hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to hate to see you gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time its different&lt;br /&gt;I dont even feel the distance&lt;br /&gt;Im not missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Im not missing you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a shame in a way cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I may not ever find the right one for me&lt;br /&gt;Did I leave him, is he right in front of my face oh&lt;br /&gt;Will my true love ever be?&lt;br /&gt;Why would I go on a search again&lt;br /&gt;When I know what the end will be&lt;br /&gt;What good is love when it keeps on hurting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise never to settle&lt;br /&gt;Why didnt I keep it?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hated the heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;Crying and cheating, the fooling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I cant be with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm scared felt like I was falling when you left me&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep going through life&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of what I missed&lt;br /&gt;And the person I could be&lt;br /&gt;Love's good when its right&lt;br /&gt;And when it's left in your memory&lt;br /&gt;All the times I let you down&lt;br /&gt;I guess love will be nice for someone elses life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not going through the motions&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and hoping you call me&lt;br /&gt;You might have had me open&lt;br /&gt;But I must be going because&lt;br /&gt;I know Im usually hanging on&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate to see you gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh different, feel the distance&lt;br /&gt;Im not missing&lt;br /&gt;Im not missing you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2000673098760521897?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2000673098760521897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2000673098760521897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2000673098760521897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2000673098760521897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/05/moving-on.html' title='moving on'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4256988675128015568</id><published>2008-05-12T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:59:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damaged - TLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ss_Gb0eSEp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ss_Gb0eSEp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm kinda strange, to you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't always say, what's on my mind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I've been hurt, by some guy&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna mess up this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really &lt;b&gt;care&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm kinda &lt;i&gt;scared&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't want to &lt;u&gt;lose&lt;/u&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;If you really really really care&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you can hang through&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's at a low&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much to manage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that&lt;br /&gt;I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;br /&gt;There's one disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might look through your stuff, for what I don't wanna find&lt;br /&gt;Or I might just set you up, to see if you're all mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;paranoid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;, from what I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you got yourself into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really care (and I care about you so much)&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really want you (I really do want you)&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm kinda scared (but I'm scared with every touch)&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't want to lose you (cos I don't want to lose you)&lt;br /&gt;If you really really really care (if you care for me like you say)&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you can hang through (then maybe you can hang through)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand (I hope you understand)&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to you (it's nothing to you, you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's at a low (low)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much to manage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that (I think you should know)&lt;br /&gt;I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love (I'm falling in love)&lt;br /&gt;There's one disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that I've been damaged (I think you should know that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's at a low&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much to manage (I'm so much to manage)&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that (I think you should know that)&lt;br /&gt;I've been damaged (I've been damaged)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love (I love you so)&lt;br /&gt;There's one disadvantage (I love you so)&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really want you&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm kinda scared&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't want to lose you&lt;br /&gt;If you really really really care&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you can hang through&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to you (it's nothing to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's at a low&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much to manage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that (ooh I think you should know I've been damaged)&lt;br /&gt;I've been damaged (I've been damaged baby)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love (falling in love with you baby, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;There's one disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's at a low&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much to manage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that&lt;br /&gt;I've been damaged&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;br /&gt;There's one disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know that I've been damaged&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4256988675128015568?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4256988675128015568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4256988675128015568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4256988675128015568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4256988675128015568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/05/damaged-tlc.html' title='damaged - TLC'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5225452538984707374</id><published>2008-04-06T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:41:47.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tippytops</title><content type='html'>i have never been happier in my lalaliiiiiiife. haha. aside from being with my fam :p family comes first no. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. april 4, 08. oh happy day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5225452538984707374?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5225452538984707374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5225452538984707374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5225452538984707374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5225452538984707374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/04/tippytops.html' title='tippytops'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-723767255308485486</id><published>2008-04-02T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:42:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patawad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_MAkTOWX7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnJ9QmansFo/s1600-h/yabang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_MAkTOWX7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnJ9QmansFo/s320/yabang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184488219669323698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagbigyan. minsan lang yan. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-723767255308485486?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/723767255308485486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=723767255308485486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/723767255308485486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/723767255308485486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/04/patawad.html' title='Patawad'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_MAkTOWX7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnJ9QmansFo/s72-c/yabang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2971036520353118418</id><published>2008-03-31T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:34:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahay kubo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_DEtDOWX6I/AAAAAAAAABw/p6QHBi9nF70/s1600-h/DSC02102bnw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_DEtDOWX6I/AAAAAAAAABw/p6QHBi9nF70/s320/DSC02102bnw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183859449342091170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaano katagal akong dudungaw?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2971036520353118418?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2971036520353118418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2971036520353118418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2971036520353118418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2971036520353118418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/04/bahay-kubo.html' title='bahay kubo'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R_DEtDOWX6I/AAAAAAAAABw/p6QHBi9nF70/s72-c/DSC02102bnw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7122367265948921507</id><published>2008-03-30T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T11:00:23.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gumugulo</title><content type='html'>Nakakalungkot isipin na ang dami kong pinalagpas. Mga pagkakataong gusto kong hawakan. Angkinin. Mga bagay na karapat-dapat na akin. Akin lang. Ngunit mas pinili ko ito. Ang walang kasiguraduhan, walang patutunguhan, at ang nag-iisang bagay na wala akong karapatan. Naisip ko na rin na pakawalan ang mga ala-alang nagpapaligaya at magpapaligaya sa akin. Ngunit laging nagkakaroon ng bagong rason para magbago ang aking isip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;OMAYGAD GUSTO KO NG DSLR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7122367265948921507?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7122367265948921507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7122367265948921507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7122367265948921507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7122367265948921507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/03/gumugulo.html' title='gumugulo'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2755734748363399698</id><published>2008-03-30T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:39:38.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>nakakaasar ang mga elitista. GRRRRRRRR. nakakagigil. yung tipong 3am na e naka-tambay pa sa starbucks. yosi. yosi. kape. kape. pasosyal. bwiset. oo na. mayaman na kayo. kaya niyo bumili ng kapeng tig-isangdaan. kulang sa social awareness ang mga batang ito. magising nga kayo. kayo yung pumaparty hanggang alas-singko ng umaga e. naisip niyo ba na yung tatlo hanggang limang daan niyo na pambayad ng entrance e malaking bagay ang magagawa para sa mga mahihirap? shit. ang dami kong kilala na sobrang mang-alipusta ng mahihirap. dati nga e. madikitan lang ako ng mahirap kailangan talaga magsabon o mag-alcohol agad! pero naisip ko na ang arte ko naman. hindi naman sila disease-carriers para pandirian. nakakalungkot din na ang tawag ko sa kanila ay mahihirap. o sige. ibahin natin. ang masa. yun pa. napakaproblematic naman. MASA. nakararami. shiiiit. baliktarin na ang tatsulok! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya lang yung mahihirap naman kasi e. Bibigyan mo nga ng donations... pero hanggang kailan lang ang itatagal? Bibigyan ng pabahay. Ibebenta sa iba. Mags-squat ulit. Fuck. Nakakaasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ganito?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2755734748363399698?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2755734748363399698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2755734748363399698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2755734748363399698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2755734748363399698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/03/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-937827788238298183</id><published>2008-03-25T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:02:59.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagmumuni-muni</title><content type='html'>Oo, iniisip ko pa rin kung ano nga kaya. Sayang. Hinding hindi ko malilimutan ang mga tawanan, kwentuhan, at patagong sulyapan. Nais ko man balikan, huli na at wala na akong paglalagyan. Masakit isipin na hindi man lang nasabi ang nararamdaman. Ayoko na muling pagdaanan kung patuloy lang akong masasaktan. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-937827788238298183?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/937827788238298183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=937827788238298183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/937827788238298183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/937827788238298183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/03/pagmumuni-muni.html' title='Pagmumuni-muni'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-4867456964969188685</id><published>2008-03-25T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T15:48:37.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikalawang buwan</title><content type='html'>Isang malaking pagkakamali&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagkaitan ka ng umagang&lt;br /&gt;Magbibigay ng liwanag at&lt;br /&gt;Gagabay sa landas na&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ko nang tinalikuran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung bibigyan ako ng pagkakataon&lt;br /&gt;Aayusin ko ang lahat para sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Sa gabi'y babantayan ang 'yong pagtulog&lt;br /&gt;Sabay sa himig ng kalangitan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinuyan kita't pinangakuan,&lt;br /&gt;Babalik ako sa tamang panahon&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pa kayang palakihin ka&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, paalam na muna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-4867456964969188685?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/4867456964969188685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=4867456964969188685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4867456964969188685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/4867456964969188685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/03/ikalawang-buwan.html' title='ikalawang buwan'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2254198703958427844</id><published>2008-03-02T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:24:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03.02.08</title><content type='html'>"ikaw lang naman e."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo alam kung gaano ako kasaya :)&lt;br /&gt;salamat. sana hindi ka mawala. pero wala akong magagawa :( sana matagal pa bago dumating ang kinatatakutan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan feb march :)&lt;br /&gt;sana 10 years! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2254198703958427844?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2254198703958427844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2254198703958427844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2254198703958427844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2254198703958427844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/03/030208.html' title='03.02.08'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-6793548273615713225</id><published>2008-02-28T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:57:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enlightened ^____^</title><content type='html'>wala lang. natuwa lang ako sa diskusyon sa klase kanina. ang pag-uulat ay tungkol sa Lalaki ni Honorio Bartolome de Dios. pinakita sa kuwento ang stereotipikong pagtingin ng nakararami sa mga bakla at sa lalaki. pero tingin ko mas diniin sa kwento ang pagiging agresibo ng lalaki at ang pang-aapi ng mga hetero sa mga homo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba ko nagsusulat tungkol doon? ah. wala lang. ang dami kong gustong sabihin pero nahihirapan akong humanap ng exact words. grabe. gusto ko ng mga ganung usapan. ang dami kong natututunan at ang daming realizations.&lt;br /&gt;basta. eto na lang. tumatak talaga sa isip ko e. yung part na sapilitang binibigyan ng bakla yung lalaki ng bj (yung bakla yung pinipilit ha) tapos sinaksak nung bakla yung lalaki sa tagiliran gamit ang icepick, nanlansa ang bakla sa dugo ng lalaki! ang dugo na tila burak o putik. BASTA. something like that. hahaha. ang galing no? ang ganda. simbolismo ng patriyarka yung dugong putik na yun. magaling. palakpakan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-6793548273615713225?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/6793548273615713225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=6793548273615713225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6793548273615713225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/6793548273615713225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/enlightened.html' title='enlightened ^____^'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-5164414787477331255</id><published>2008-02-26T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:10:08.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marla Singer</title><content type='html'>is my hero. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marla Singer: My God. I haven't been fucked like that since grade school.&lt;br /&gt;-- Fight Club. 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[On breast-feeding her baby]: People say, "You're still breast-feeding, that's so generous". Generous, no! It gives me boobs and it takes my thighs away! It's sort of like natural liposuction. I'd carry on breast-feeding for the rest of my life if I could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-5164414787477331255?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/5164414787477331255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=5164414787477331255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5164414787477331255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/5164414787477331255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/marla-singer.html' title='Marla Singer'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-415243600866645715</id><published>2008-02-24T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:49:00.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please me?</title><content type='html'>tama. hindi ko kailangan ng validation. i don't want to get involved or be in a relationship just for the sake of being with someone. feeling special, because someone says you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need anyone to tell me what i am. i know my worth. ayoko rin umasa na makukumpleto ako ng isang tao. ako lang ang makakagawa nun. ako lang ang makakapagpasaya sa sarili ko. hindi ako nagb-bitter. i mean, complete happiness must not come from someone else. paano na lang kung walang dumating o walang nakita? too bad na lang? ganun ba yun? hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag kang umasa na may nakatakdang prinsipe na sasagipin ka sa magiting mong tore. ikaw ang nagpataas sa mga pader. ikaw lang ang may karapatang bumuwag nito. lumabas ka. tumingin ka sa malayo. ang dami pa. marami ka pang maaaring tahaking landas. parang test lang yan e. mas masakit magkamali sa true or false kaysa sa multiple choice di ba? may lusot ka kasi pag marami ang choices e. e kung dalawa lang ang pagpipilian? ang tanga mo na lang kung magkakamali ka pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina nung nasa shower ako, nakapag-isip-isip ako.&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap no? ang kumplikado ng love e. ano ba yun? para kasing ang superficial lang e. yung mga taong may ginintuang puso, usually single sila. bakit? di kasi sila pinagpala ng kagandahan physically. not all. pero may mga kilala ako. tapos naisip ko, ang babaw no? una kasi yung physical attraction. tapos naisip ko rin, bakit kaya ako nagkakagusto sa isang tao kahit medyo mababa ang grade niya sa "pleasing personality" portion... dahil ba real love yun? tapos naisip ko rin, baka naman mas naaattract ako sa kanila kasi ayokong maisip ng tao na superficial ako, na hanggang pisikal lang ang pinagbabasehan ko. tapos naisip ko rin, bakit nga ba may pakialam ako sa iisipin ng iba? giving a damn about what other people think makes me superficial. shit. nababaliw ako. hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT CLUB is love. i would love to meet tyler durden please :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-415243600866645715?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/415243600866645715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=415243600866645715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/415243600866645715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/415243600866645715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/please-me.html' title='please me?'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-9115223655732804646</id><published>2008-02-24T08:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:55:01.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking cat</title><content type='html'>is thinking. meeeow hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;anyway. these past few days are a bit unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Feb20.08&lt;br /&gt;Eunice's Debut at the Coconut Palace. it was fun! i miss my highschool classmates. kahit parang twice a month naman kami nagkikita. hehehe. basta! got home at around 12am. slept at around 1am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Feb21.08&lt;br /&gt;didn't attend my 830am class coz i was so tired. hihi&lt;br /&gt;nagtaxi pa ko para sa pp19, which is my 10am class, tapos wala rin pala si sir. aww too bad Astrud. minamalas ka ba? hahahaha. bonding with classmates na lang. haha. from party party to local music to art films/porn. there's this art film which shows everything and by everything i literally mean everything. haha. labo ba? anyway. penetration. there. i shall review this film soon. wow. "review" talaga yung term. haha.&lt;br /&gt;bonding with miss yessa! sobrang miss ko siya. tapos she gave me tips on how to be a lady hahahaha :)) mga pakipot styles. raaa. i miss her miss her miss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. Feb23.08&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Maulap na naman ang bundok ng Montalban. Bata pa lang ay hilig ko nang tanawin ang bundok. Marami nang pagmumuni-muni ang napagsamahan namin. Mula sa problema sa pag-aaral, sa kaibigan, sa pera, at sa puso. Naging kagawian ko na ito. Marami na rin  ang mga itinayong gusali sa bundok. Tadtad na ito ng ilaw tuwing gabi. Nakikipagpaligsahan ito sa mga butuin pagpatak ng dilim.&lt;br /&gt;Malayo ang bundok mula sa amin. Malayo. Mahabang lakarin. Magulo ang tatahakin. Maingay. Mabato. Mapapagod lang ako. Pero pangako ko sa sarili. Maakyat ko rin ito. Ilang taon din siguro ang hihintayin ko. Pero kailan? Sino ang makapagsasabi sa 'king ito na ang panahon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandali lang ha. dagdagan ko na lang later. naalala ko na kailangan ko nga pala mag-aral ng Stat! exam na namin sa Wednesday. oo alam ko maaga pa.. pero! hahahaha :)  Tapusin ko na lang ito as a flash fiction. mga katanungan lang naman yan dapat e. nako. anyway. wala naman siguro nagbabasa ng blog ko. unless isa ka sa mga minions ko! hahahaha joke lang :) sige.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-9115223655732804646?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/9115223655732804646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=9115223655732804646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9115223655732804646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/9115223655732804646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/thinking-cat.html' title='thinking cat'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-7762746625671662784</id><published>2008-02-21T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:42:48.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71_pHR9eVI/AAAAAAAAABo/MxxlW6Cg4Lc/s1600-h/Roles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71_pHR9eVI/AAAAAAAAABo/MxxlW6Cg4Lc/s320/Roles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169428291596941650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out for it. im gonna design the book cover. i guess. wooot hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-7762746625671662784?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/7762746625671662784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=7762746625671662784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7762746625671662784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/7762746625671662784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/woot.html' title='woot'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71_pHR9eVI/AAAAAAAAABo/MxxlW6Cg4Lc/s72-c/Roles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8451339384790013307</id><published>2008-02-21T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:37:13.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pimpin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71-LHR9eUI/AAAAAAAAABg/n9X43UELkK4/s1600-h/funny-pictures-pirate-kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71-LHR9eUI/AAAAAAAAABg/n9X43UELkK4/s200/funny-pictures-pirate-kitten.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169426676689238338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;kitteh&lt;/a&gt; hahahaha :))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8451339384790013307?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8451339384790013307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8451339384790013307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8451339384790013307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8451339384790013307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/pimpin.html' title='pimpin'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R71-LHR9eUI/AAAAAAAAABg/n9X43UELkK4/s72-c/funny-pictures-pirate-kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8929228202205071432</id><published>2008-02-21T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:32:53.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGE</title><content type='html'>wtf feelingera. die die die. copycat poseur. fuck off. ihateyou. seriously. who the fuck do you think you are? daaamn.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8929228202205071432?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8929228202205071432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8929228202205071432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8929228202205071432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8929228202205071432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/rage.html' title='RAGE'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1311769924733242359</id><published>2008-02-17T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:31:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>I love how we're located next door to someone who plays the piano.&lt;br /&gt;I love classical jazz and I just don't get it why people go crazy over trance and rnb and not jazz. Jazz feeds me. It keeps me up. It's my depressant and anti-depressant all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I love learning new things from photography to pastries to automotives.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; roadtrips. Take me anywhere please.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the beach. I am looking forward to summer.&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze gives me goosebumps. Christmas season still hasn't ended. haha&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to go to Bora next next week. weeeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;I am not a party girl. No, I am not out every week.&lt;br /&gt;I love poetry.&lt;br /&gt;I want to save my money so don't invite me anywhere unless it's your treat. I've been short on cash lately :((&lt;br /&gt;I love kittens but not cats.&lt;br /&gt;WISHLIST: a chow chow, DSLR, Horizon Perfekt, Adidas boots, all the Beatles album, a Singer, custom made Chucks with my animated face on it (hahaha), &lt;s&gt;a special someone&lt;/s&gt;, a studio type flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1311769924733242359?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1311769924733242359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1311769924733242359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1311769924733242359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1311769924733242359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-916848587762676071</id><published>2008-02-17T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:06:22.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But that was long ago...</title><content type='html'>and now my consolation is in a stardust of a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun. night out with ate and aya. 1st stop was Dolce. we were supposed to chill in ewood lang pero ayun.. naging night out na naging roadtrip. Dolce - Makati - The Fort - SLEX - Alchemy. woohoo. We weren't dressed for a night out so yeaaa. next time ulit. hahaha. but it was fun. super tired lang when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAN10 exam tomorrow. woo.&lt;br /&gt;Quotable quotes ko na lang! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lasang bata yan." -- strawberry-flavored margarine&lt;br /&gt;"Yuck. Amoy tao dito." -- smells like sweat&lt;br /&gt;"Wag mo ko hawakan, basa ako." -- I'm all sweaty&lt;br /&gt;"Aww ang cute. Mukhang aso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know how weird I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business this summer. who wants to be my partner? Any business, but I prefer something in line with food. haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be an intern in an advertising company. yes yes. or maybe a barista? haha. oh hell, just remembered that I have to find a course this summer. RAAAA. good luck miss astrud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just changed my layout. I dont know why i chose this one. ang cute lang kasi e. Cream King hahaha :)) im such a retard. im gonna stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye loves. til next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-916848587762676071?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/916848587762676071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=916848587762676071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/916848587762676071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/916848587762676071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/02/but-that-was-long-ago.html' title='But that was long ago...'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-8750466306807908450</id><published>2008-01-24T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:34:00.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acle</title><content type='html'>yey. lomography @ acle. im going to join UP Photography Society (Optics) next sem. =]&lt;br /&gt;lomomanila was there. gaaaaaaa. i soooo miss photography. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R5hpefpIaTI/AAAAAAAAABY/t3CuxxCcoWs/s1600-h/DSC01156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R5hpefpIaTI/AAAAAAAAABY/t3CuxxCcoWs/s200/DSC01156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158989345763911986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pink and it's plastic :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-8750466306807908450?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/8750466306807908450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=8750466306807908450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8750466306807908450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/8750466306807908450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/01/acle.html' title='acle'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/R5hpefpIaTI/AAAAAAAAABY/t3CuxxCcoWs/s72-c/DSC01156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-2668618821115343878</id><published>2008-01-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:07:57.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>"Iba ang pagiging malaya sa pagiging pakawala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-2668618821115343878?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/2668618821115343878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=2668618821115343878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2668618821115343878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/2668618821115343878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20852401.post-1915326283412493813</id><published>2008-01-20T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:27:54.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st draft. PP19</title><content type='html'>Sindi. Hithit. Buga.&lt;br /&gt;Nananakit na kasu-kasuan, pati na rin ang sikmura&lt;br /&gt;Naghihintay sa pagdating mo, kanina pa.&lt;br /&gt;Gabi na, anong oras na nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubo-ubo.&lt;br /&gt;Nilalamig na rin ako, tagos hanggang buto&lt;br /&gt;Buti natagalan ko hanggang Enero.&lt;br /&gt;‘Di bale na, basta para sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun na naman yung mama,&lt;br /&gt;Sabi na nga ba hindi dapat ako nagtiwala&lt;br /&gt;Dapat talaga hindi na ako naawa,&lt;br /&gt;Nung sinabi niyang siya’y nawawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nababaliw lang ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;O talagang nagmamasid siya sa labas ng bahay ko?&lt;br /&gt;Lima? Anim? Pito?&lt;br /&gt;Ilang buwan na ba niya ginagawa ‘to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige. 1st draft pa lang. patawad. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20852401-1915326283412493813?l=astrudweh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/feeds/1915326283412493813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20852401&amp;postID=1915326283412493813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1915326283412493813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20852401/posts/default/1915326283412493813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astrudweh.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-draft-pp19.html' title='1st draft. PP19'/><author><name>astrud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03984262039998971955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7ZUFgj-vLE/TR_1_8xlfhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Z3zDx-4THus/S220/Image0292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
