<?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-8386836</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:53:22.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside little miss sadist's head</title><subtitle type='html'>i do have a heart you know. glurg. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112902260885683461</id><published>2005-10-11T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:23:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://littlemisssadist.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112902260885683461?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112902260885683461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112902260885683461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112902260885683461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112902260885683461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/10/moved.html' title='MOVED.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112833412827338328</id><published>2005-10-03T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:08:48.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cessa highlight of the day</title><content type='html'>Cessa Highlight of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cessa in bangag state*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maat: Soprano ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: Ha? May umbrella ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang nung sinabi ko yan, ako pa yung naweirdohan kay maat eh. kasi bat niya ako hinihingan ng umbrella. :)) stupid. Haay nako.... I can't believe I get honors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. hey i almost got throught the day without tripping(as in trip not gago- trip) but I did trip before going home. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a shopaholic... stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh im boycotting ballet on wednesday.. coz it's my bday!! im gunna have class tomorrow na lang para good shot nako kay mama L... pwede na magabsent :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112833412827338328?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112833412827338328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112833412827338328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112833412827338328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112833412827338328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/10/cessa-highlight-of-day.html' title='Cessa highlight of the day'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112824265377307063</id><published>2005-10-02T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T16:44:13.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah yeyeyey! English main task's over! whoot whoot. I make a terrible script writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. I went to the mc auditions for the bands. wawawiwah.. monsters... then we went to mcdo again.. dispersed ... then went to the ahs modeling auditions just to watch... then mcdo again then went to the ags fair with cla angelo, lex vince steph and shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tamad ko magkwento. :)) halata... anyway.. go to my &lt;a href=""&gt;multiply!&lt;/a&gt; :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway.. today we went to rockwell and i went shooppping... yes.. again. hhahaha. I cant help it. It's becoming a disease. Pero 2nd to the last na tlga. promise.. hahaha. we havent made our Cl project yet. WAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngrarrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna celebrate my birthday.... paksiyet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112824265377307063?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112824265377307063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112824265377307063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112824265377307063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112824265377307063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/10/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112756407737433996</id><published>2005-09-24T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:18:41.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancit nanaman</title><content type='html'>Thank God the Asian fest's over! :) Even if we didn't win, we did our best and i'm happy. (cessa is that you? ang baet mo naman) hahaha. It's true.. im happy. But i hated myself for bossing people around this week. I can't help it. Our class is just.. soo... inconsiderate and naturally lazy. But hey, i still love our class. I enjoyed playing Maria went to market though :)) sa lahat ng pwedeng maenjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nans, Max and i went to Mcdo in the afternoon before ballet class. :) *laugh* there was this atenean guy who was super "pa-cool". He had his collar up like he was a disciple of dracula and he "overgelled" his hair. I just wanted to pop his triangular face!!!! Max looked at him then told me na may itsura siya(pero wala naman talaga). So i looked at him, tapos after nun, when i just look around, i see him looking at us na. F na F MO ah!! hahahaha. (ang bakla ng language) :)) AMPANGIT MO!! hahaha. When we left coz there was nothing else to do and we couldn't be late for class, a hoooot guy was about to enter Mcdo. As in hoooot. Our reactions were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: stop and stare (... we were walking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: laugh("haha") turned into "hahahaho-o-o-ot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakahiya talaga ako. That's how hot he was. as in model-hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo lazy to dance yesterday. I couldn't do my turns right. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im past my "too-many-crushes" stage right now. (okay, jio?) but i have to learn to like the chinese dynasties... all the tang, chou, huang are eating up my brain right now. our LT's on monday i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's in... i don't know. All i know is he'll be back tomorrow afternoon. Gr. I didn't get to go out yesterday and today. hohum.... coz he's not here and im off his radar. tsch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112756407737433996?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112756407737433996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112756407737433996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112756407737433996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112756407737433996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/09/pancit-nanaman.html' title='Pancit nanaman'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112721718963894735</id><published>2005-09-20T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:53:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalala</title><content type='html'>Hello dear people. I LOVE SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping last saturday... and sunday... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makulit lolo ko. :)) LOLO!! :)) he kinda bought nike's last sunday and made me shop. haha. SOBRANG!! naasar ako. Tapos sa isang shop, I couldnt choose from the clothes i chose(huh?) tapos paguwi namin, "bat isa lang binili mo? akala ko binili mo lahat yung nasa counter" parang ako!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!! SAYANG!!!! bwiset. hahaha. naninikip parin lalamunan ko kahit 2 days ago na yun. hahaha. *sigh* tralalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and our class has a special bond now. it's healthy. yeah!!!! TRALALALA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112721718963894735?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112721718963894735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112721718963894735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112721718963894735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112721718963894735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/09/tralalalala.html' title='Tralalalala'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112661075852011947</id><published>2005-09-13T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T19:33:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worsizzle day</title><content type='html'>Thursday. (sept. 8) Ang sabog ng performance namin. Hallu. hahahaa. people said it wasnt but I KNOW it was kasi i know how our performance shouldve sounded like. But weee!! I had a conversation with Yael. wtf. HAPPY DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. (sept. 10) Auditions :-S when we got to band auditions i got really nervous.. lagi naman.(kasi andun si "champ" diba kate???) Angelo and EJ are big meanies!!!! :)) tsk. tsk. Regaluhan ko kayo ng salamin sa pasko eh. di niyo gets? okay. It went well naman. pero hindi narinig yung guitar ko. so whatever. lagi na lang! hahaha. galit eh. But we got in. whoot whoot! im happy!! Oh i forgot this was the worst day ever.. coz when i woke up i realized i didnt have a cord, someone got my guitar and the power cable of my amp was missing... i was left with nothing... so i had to contact people and run around the house. but it was fine really. OH! i went to janica, cleyr and kaye's bday party! whoot whoot!! It was fun. I was Prince Ssa that night. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be bringing tons of clothes to school tomorrow. like 6 outfits..tae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112661075852011947?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112661075852011947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112661075852011947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112661075852011947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112661075852011947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/09/worsizzle-day.html' title='the worsizzle day'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112600118040307121</id><published>2005-09-06T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:06:20.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream ice cream</title><content type='html'>I went home again today with the sun still up. cool. anyway. I can't study. May cute na pumapasok sa utak ko plus andami ko pang small little wonders . hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBRANG... lahat ng subject may quiz tomorrow except computer. hahaha. grabe ang saya. ho hum. 2-9 we're so lucky aren't we? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a belly dancer. hahaha. HUH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our LT in Math tomorrow. I almost forgot... HAHAHA! anstupid. Im gunna sketch pa the design of our booth for Asian Fest.... The Hanging Gardens of Babylon.. cool huh? pagnatapos ko.. imma post it here. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!! Hugs and kisses(yung chocolate)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112600118040307121?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112600118040307121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112600118040307121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112600118040307121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112600118040307121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/09/daydream-ice-cream.html' title='Daydream ice cream'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112575718666031378</id><published>2005-09-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T22:19:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been in Mcdo 4 times for the past 24 hours.  (Actually 25. Pero 24 sounds better. If i couldve blogged earlier) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st stay.&lt;/strong&gt; After class we went to Mcdo. We(me and my miriam ballet friendsters...huh? wtf! hahahha.) kinda were just slacking off... hearing voices in our heads like "don't go back" "boycott ballet" stuff like that... HAAYY NAKO! CHINITOS ARE SO CUTE. ;;) hahahaha. I love mcdo. Mcdo loves me too! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd stay.&lt;/strong&gt; Nasaraduhan kami sa sibol. Yey : When we arrived i thought it started late coz a lotta people were still lined up. Yun pala nasaraduhan na pala sila and they weren't lined up. They were just talking instead. Haha. So we went for Katipizzle (haha!!). We went to Mcdo. And kinda just sat there in shock. Inaabsorb pa namin ni Max na nasira ang Mother-daughter night namin. hahahaha. Then we ate. hahahahaha. DUNDUNDUNDUN. (BANANANA!!) I saw one of my twin crushes. But i couldn't tell which one he was so screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd stay.&lt;/strong&gt; It's  8.20 in the morning. Im alone.... waiting... hahahaha. Drama!! hahaha. I was just waiting for lea to arrive. While waiting i was just watching this cute baby girl infront of me. i miss my sisters. hohum. When lea arrived, we ate. There were guys on the other table and we really weren't watching or evesdropping pero nung sinabi nilang "Ayun. Andami dung bakla" Bigla kaming natawa. Sobrang halatang nakikinig kami. Eh kasi naman. We can't help it. We have ears. hahaha. Sobrang nakakahiya. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th stay&lt;/strong&gt;.(hindi pala stay to) We were already in Ateneo when i realized we didnt have our tickets. We left it on our tray in Mcdo. :)) We sprinted back. Swear. hahaha. I asked one employee if he could get it sa trash. hahaha. I assumed natapon na. coz our tray wasnt there na. pero manong guard kept it pala :)) Thanks manong guard!!! APIR!! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha. Fun day I had today. Semi-adventure. I watched 3 games I left after Ateneo na. hahaha. We watched Juniors kasi. hahaha. Sa Seniors game ng ADMU-UST this overly(as in Over) entusiastic Blue Babble guy was cheering in front of me, obstructing my view of the court. I wanted him to drop dead. grrrr.. hahha. so nung half time lumipa ako sa UST. hahahaha. Ang sikip sa ADMU eh. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jai's so cute. literal. hahahahaha!! hohum. (pero talo ateneo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112575718666031378?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112575718666031378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112575718666031378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112575718666031378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112575718666031378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/09/adventure.html' title='Adventure'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112548778911377982</id><published>2005-08-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:29:49.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang ang pera ko Bumili na lang sana ako ng lobo</title><content type='html'>hahaha. sobrang... mali ba?? hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang saya yung binili kong Grishko 2007. Sounds like rubber shoes with microchips?? NO! haha. They're classical ballet pointes. hahaha. I love em. But then again maxadong malambot.. My feet are getting istronger... CHURREEE!!! hahaha. GRAR!!! SAYANG PERA KO (i mean ng Daddy ko). Binili ko na lang sana ng lobo. RAR. Sobrang pagdating ng AIDE, bibili nako ng Hard... Grar... bwiset... Harhar... Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels soo goood not to have any major homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes.. i have a crush... haaayy... :)) funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaybagay negextagaime lagalagang!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112548778911377982?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112548778911377982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112548778911377982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112548778911377982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112548778911377982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/sayang-ang-pera-ko-bumili-na-lang-sana.html' title='Sayang ang pera ko Bumili na lang sana ako ng lobo'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112496272599521006</id><published>2005-08-25T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:45:24.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic</title><content type='html'>Highschool is so hectic. pano pa kaya college. roar. Ive been so busy. eto na nga ata earliest time na nasa bahay ako eh 5.30. hahaha. Tipong 9pm na kami natapos bumand practice tapos sabay hindi natuloy. whatever. Lagi ko na lang nagugutom yung sarili ko. Haha. Pero hindi parin ako napapabayaan. Pagnagugutom ako may taong may pagkain sa classroom. Pagwala akong homework, the next day na lang isusubmit. Kahit nga reporting eh. haha. God loves me. *wenk* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayy... my feet hurt. actually legs. I brought my amp and guitar... (tapos tipong practice na practice pa kami) di naman nagamit. hahaha. Let's laugh. hahaha. Kanina... super tawa ako ng tawa na naiiyak na ako tapos ang sakit na ng throat ko... kasi.. ewan.. dahil siguro nagcocontract. haha. Tapos ang likot ko pa tumawa.. pumapadiyak. Kawawa naman si There. Katabi ko kasi. May times talaga na madali akong patawanin. May days na corny ako. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang suuuper init kanina pero nung afternoon ko na naramdaman.. like mga 2pm. Kasi ang weird ko, before nun, nilalamig pa ako. hahaha. Lahat ng tao sa classroom nagtatanggal ng malong kasi raw mainit. Hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa field lang kami.. kumakanta kami ni mara sa kalagitnaan. Tipong bigay na bigay pa. hahaha. Tapos nag-e-air drums pa kami. haha. tig-isa kami ng stick. I miss Mara. :P Kanina pinaannounce siya dun sa stage(take note: naka-microphone si Mara). nirerepeat lang niya yung sinasabi ni Ms. Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms: Blah blah blah.....Sa harapan ng APAA office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mara: Sa harapan ng APAA hofi... hofice. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms: Malapit sa drinking fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mara: Malapit sa Tinikling fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARA!!! ANO BA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam niyo ba? ang weird weird ni Sir Basti! haha. wala lang. gusto ko lang sabihin. &gt;:) NANALO KAMI SA FOOD COMPETITION THINGY!!! Ako nagdala ng grill. haha. special mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay.. sobrang kapagod. Pagkatapos nung program nilamon at KINAMAY namin yung natirang umba(w/ rice). ANG SARAP. Kaya pala kami nanalo. Hohohoho. Joke. Oi! wag niyo sabihin kay Den Y ah? hahahaha. loko lang. BYEEE!!!! Ginugulo ako ni Mianca oh. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112496272599521006?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112496272599521006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112496272599521006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112496272599521006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112496272599521006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/hectic.html' title='Hectic'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112446292957588829</id><published>2005-08-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:48:49.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal</title><content type='html'>Wahaha. YESTERDAY WAS MY BEST DAY SO FAR. tamad ako magkwento go to my multiply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma not go to zonked i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112446292957588829?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112446292957588829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112446292957588829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112446292957588829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112446292957588829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/surreal.html' title='Surreal'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112394996855642486</id><published>2005-08-14T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:47:23.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveler's feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time check: 11: 20pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just got home. It's been the second time this week I've had the "ginabi ka nanaman" talk by my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, let me share my day with you. hahaha. Well today we had our &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band audition for ateneo's soph night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) Grabe.. Kate wasn't present coz she has this team building in pampanga so we got Derek for our drummer... and then.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KABOOM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. We became Koko Krunch. hhaha. Derek felt so bad for blowing it up. :( He should be happy nga that he helped us out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Call me sadist if I was laughing at him. Eh kasi naman.... i can't help but laugh at the expression on his face... but I was really trying to comfort him :P But hey, we &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the auditions :) yey. I miss playing so much. After that... well we went home... then.. basketball.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We passed by magnet(katips) before going to ADMU and saw that Mishka Adams was playing thare  tonight... so after playing we decided to go to magnet... then a change of mind... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eastwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na lang. hahaha. (with Dani, Leonard, Derek and Marco...hallu) We were supposed to watch a movie but then again..... The movie house was full... blah di blah blah. ... So we ate at Jack's Loft and there, we concluded that today is Derek's worst day ever. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They played billiards after... I wasn't really comfortable playing billiards in public coz &lt;strong&gt;I SUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; :)) hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I went walking.. alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the music shop.. then the bookstore... then to P ARE P... I felt like calling Kai up so I bought a bag of sour candy in the candy shop so i could sit down. hahahaha. Then we went home. kasi corny kaming mga tao. haha. just keething.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; joyrided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. I just invented a word again. It was fun. Wee!! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was home &lt;strong&gt;30 minutes past my curfew&lt;/strong&gt;.. oh well. &lt;strong&gt;I really have this thing about walking around&lt;/strong&gt;.. going out.. especially at night... I hate it.. it's like my nature. I don't know.. before when I was smaller, I would cry because I didn't feel like staying inside the house. So my Dad would bring me across the street.. to National.. and I'd feel soooo happy. haha. I can still remember that. :)) WEIRD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight... Or rather... Goodmorning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I sooooo hate infatuation. It blinds you from everything that's true. well maybe not.. or maybe... waaahahaha. Just kidding. I hate being around the person I like but never can get. The more I get to like him the more it hurts.. Hohum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112394996855642486?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112394996855642486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112394996855642486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112394996855642486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112394996855642486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/travelers-feet.html' title='Traveler&apos;s feet'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112342116598483268</id><published>2005-08-07T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:26:07.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemini</title><content type='html'>A while ago my Dad had something up his butt. Temper. Temper. He kinda "scolded" me during the mass.. I mean he just gave me the " you're not listening" face. I said I was. I was playing with my hands fingers.. whatever. You know, I need to do something while listening or else the words would just go through one ear to another. I am such a kinesthetic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like during Filipino, I have to draw while listening. It's the only way. Ms. Macapagal has this power to make you sleep. She's really nice. I dont wanna disrespect her by sleeping. :)) Ang hirap pa naman magpigil ng antok sa harap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngrar. I am soo missing someone :( I don't know. hahaha. I miss him because he's different from other guys... he understands me so muchhhh. He listens to me for hours and he doesnt get pissed of if i talk about the most shallow things in the world. He knows how i feel all the time, he respects me and I'm just me around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww... hahaha. But he's just a friend. Too much of a friend not worth losing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Imma sleep now. Imma sleepy :)) nyt nyt. hop hop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!! Watch BEAT THE GEEKS!!! hahaha. Jack TV. Soooo fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112342116598483268?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112342116598483268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112342116598483268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112342116598483268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112342116598483268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/gemini.html' title='Gemini'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112324536137550524</id><published>2005-08-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T20:36:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey! my speech went well!!! hehe. I made eye contact and I didn't forget my lines. WEE!! haha. Im soo happy... coza i was pretty sure I was going to blow it... ironically. "My declaration of self-esteem" haha. If you don't do well, then.. your self-esteem's gone. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But after that.. snifff...sniff.. I saw My social studies MQR. ngrar... Im not mad at my social teacher.. Im not bitter or what not... im just disappointed with myself. Ms. Reyes said im soo grade conscious. well.... what!!! It's just me. Pero... =( waaaah!! Whatever I do.. I'm just not good in Filipino or Social Studies. I love Math and Science when I should be loathing it. haha. Immmmm WEIIIRD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im sooo loving Rockstar INXS. Im for Jordis Unga. I loved her version of  "the man who sold the world" :) WATCH!!! Rockstar INXS 8.50pm Wednesdays and thursdays!! wee!! hahaha. Its real nice coz the revive classic rock songs and modern ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OOOOHH!!! YEAH By the way!! The august issue of PINK is out now(althoug.. i dont have a copy yet). haha. Our band's featured there. so ... yeah. whatever.. just wanted to say it. haha. I love my band. I miss Jabonding with 'em. Our next gig's still september.. then there's one on october then november.. ahha. magkakalayo. pero I bet my music life this year will be fun. We learned A LOT last year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) When you are auditioning, there will ALWAYS be monster bands with scary men. 2) Get your cord right after each set before those equiptment guys steal it. :)) 3) Move around coz you'll look like trees. 4) NEVER CRAM!!! 5) Always Eat :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112324536137550524?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112324536137550524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112324536137550524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112324536137550524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112324536137550524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-smile.html' title='Just a smile'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112289823809176999</id><published>2005-08-01T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:10:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday-Thursday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing but ordinary. Skip that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, towards the end of the day, i just remembered that i was leaving for Cebu the next day. : how could i forget?? haller. I was really gunna miss school on monday (today.. halo!_) so i settled everything. In the evening after ballet, Shelly and I finished the CL project. FUN!! hehe. Eventhough we were sooo sleepy...we kept doing it. haha. Faith magazine.. Coverguy: jesus. haha. We finished at 10pm i guess. Then I packed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up at 5. flew. rode a taxi. rode an elevator. And there I was in the hotel in Cebu.. happy to see a bed again... haha. I wanted to go back to sleep. roar. hohum. But i didnt coz the "relative-happy-joy-joy" thing was going on. haha. I missed my cousinssss so it was fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay after, we went to the dressmakers' and i fit my gown for the wedding... I, Vanessa Gaston, am a bridesmaid.... that sounded funky...anyway... the gown was... was big.... It was adjusted from top to bottom. Not my loss. Then we went SHOPPING!!! (blonde voice) haha. I had to go fetch gold sandals. :)) Ayala Center Cebu is soo like Galle. haha. The layout and stuff. the ceiling. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well.. it's the wedding day. All the girls had to go to the bride's house and dress up..blah blah blha. I got there and hey! what a surprise.. i was the only bridesmaid that was Filipino. haha. in other words.. i was the shortest. haha. everyone looked so beautiful when i arrived. I looked like shit. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were Swiss, Chinese, American, Tagalog and Visayan people in the wedding. The priest was Italian. It was funky. One groomsman was a swiss guy wearing chinese inspired barong tagalog. And to my surprise, another swiss guy was speaking bisaya more fluent than me. HELLO!! haha. Among us bridesmaids: 2 were american. 3 were swiss. Thank God for English!!! haha. The universal language. It was akward but fun!!! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At times, the 3 swiss girls would talk in German and laugh... and the rest of us would widen our eyes and exchange looks. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The reception was great!!! hmm.. lechon.. The wedding was perfect.. only that my shoes were killing me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;visit my&lt;a href="http://littlemisssadist.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for more.. uhh... for uhh.. pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now im back... catching up on all the stuff i missed today.  :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112289823809176999?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112289823809176999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112289823809176999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112289823809176999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112289823809176999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/08/international-wedding.html' title='International Wedding'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112229544651610889</id><published>2005-07-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:44:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made the class directories today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..pisses me off. The paper I bought for the directories smelled like.. like.. i don't even know. it just feels like you have sampaguitas shoved up your nose. It gave me a headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead of reading my HRR or doing some shitty homework, I, instead, read Edgar Allan Poe stuff. haha. Im weird. But hey! I loved it. I first read about Premature Burial. Okay, new fear planted in my brain. Fun stuff. Just... really... freaks me out.. thinking of waking up inside a coffin. Some people have,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; catalepsy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a ddisorder wherein you can't move and could be taken as dead. Really. You look dead. so you can't blame people for burying you alive. funky story. But the instances in the book were true. One story says, that some med people dug up the coffin again and brought the cadaver with em for dissection. Ew. He was cut up open.. alive. So anyway. I read some poems too. I mean almost all of those in the book.... and almost all, i couldn't understand. :)) I loved th0se that could fit into my tiny brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;All &lt;/em&gt;that we see and seem are but a dreams within a dream" (Dream within a Dream-Edgar Allan Poe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I liked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annabel Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. wee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to Natio in the afternoon to have those directories laminated. And I saw.. Nanse-y and Anna Chichi. Hehe. And HOTTTIE!!! but not the same hottie in my previous post. Nans and I were talking at the counter of the ballpens and there was a guy in between us.. or sometimes not.. coz we kept moving around him... but we didn't notice it was Comar Togar. rar. haha. Tangena. Yung pinaguusapan namin&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; tae. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;KAMUSTA?? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway. A headache-y day i had. HUG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112229544651610889?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112229544651610889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112229544651610889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112229544651610889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112229544651610889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/stinky.html' title='Stinky'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112221341641824625</id><published>2005-07-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:56:56.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know why it's been soo...fun lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemisssadist.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my multiply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for the pics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soo... We had ballet class first then after we got ready and met up at Mcdo to go to the show. (PBT's Swan Lake, CCP) It was soo fun dressing up for a ballet show. It's semi-formal. Haha. We got all pretti-ed up. haha. imbento naanaaaman. Tapos.. nasa Mcdo kaming nakasemi-formal.. how about!!!! hahaha. I realized how faar CCP was. WOWOWEE! haha. Kajologan nato. hahaha. I love my MB Family sooo much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We got there. and we did as what Mama L said. Get the cheapest ticket. So... we didnt know how HIGH(!!) the last row was from the stage. It was like an attraction.. ride in a theme park.. Super. Wow!! Cliff ba ito!!! hahaha. I was fine till i saw the others "trembling" in fear. So we moved down.. But still in the same box. IT JUST GOT WORSE!!! The ledge was like ... up to your knees!!! HOLLAAA!!!! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But as the lights went out... It was fine. The Ballet was soooo BEAUTIFUL... (tears) haha. The lines were perfect. I never knew how fascinating swans were till then. haha. MAX!!! LAUGHTRIP ETO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all went back to Mcdo to be picked up... At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HOLA! But we ate first... Then I took lotsa pics. I included Kuya Mcdo. ahahaha. Then... (insert desert, saloon, cowboy theme song here) HOTTIE!!!! How could i have lost hope? It was friday night. There was a hottie at Mcdo at 11pm. tsk. iba na tlga when God loves me.haha. kidding. Ka-batch namin toh. Oi! Oi! Hinuhulaan mo noh! tsk. Chismosa/o. haha. Kidding. anyway.. have fun guessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BIG HUG!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112221341641824625?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112221341641824625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112221341641824625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112221341641824625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112221341641824625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/fun-part-ii.html' title='Fun Part II'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112195019466620400</id><published>2005-07-21T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T20:49:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yuhoo!! i can sse you!! bulaga!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday spelled out fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun ballet-ing! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though i felt beaten up afterwards. it was fun!! hubba hubba! We danced the theme song of Prince of Egypt. Prinsipe ng Ehipto. haha. We Mariah Carey-ed.  "There can be miracles, when you believe.. though hope is frail it's hard to kill. Who knows what miracles you can achieve..." Did i murder the song? pasensya na. :)) I labeet! haha. Tomorrow. we gunna watch the Gala of Swan lake. how about! MB family BONDING!! :)) Im getting this blonde excitement going on! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm.. Kai's sick today... I feel so guilty i didn't call her up agad. :(( meh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's sickity-sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, I accomplished ALL of my homeworks and studied for my quizzez. huwaw. It's so fulfilling... BWAHAHA!! first time i did that.. I did that again tonight.... y'know.. hoping it'd be a habit. :D So anyway, Imma leave tomorrow then group work on Saturday.. Then on Monday.. Celebrate Jen's Bday? still Dunno :D weee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im happy today. dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112195019466620400?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112195019466620400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112195019466620400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112195019466620400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112195019466620400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/yuhoo-i-can-sse-you-bulaga.html' title='yuhoo!! i can sse you!! bulaga!!'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112177425414378849</id><published>2005-07-19T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:57:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus loves to party</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IM GONNA EXPLODE!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im &lt;strong&gt;one of&lt;/strong&gt; the patient people i know. (when it comes to standing other people) and i can't take it anymore!! But still, i keep that person company. What is wrong with me? aw.  I hope that person finds God and changes. She's this hypocrite leech. am i being so bitter? haha kidding. help. haha. Everyone has been bailing out on her. I dont know how i should feel. pity? but most of the time im just annoyed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all that heavy weight has been let out, (well not so much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cl, Sir told us if we didn't realize that Jesus was a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Party guy and he loved food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Whenever He was with His friends, They ate, Whenever he was with the disciples, they ate, with the sinners, they ate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in Filipino,.. we were discussing Francisco Balagtas or Kiko. Pogi ba si Kiko? sagot: "Si Capule, Mayaman (etc.) Si Kiko, MABAET!" hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh basta. I didn't have such a nice day to day. But everyday is worth thanking for. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. i dated Lea during dismissal. hahaa. kidding. we talked. She thinks soooooo muuuuuch like me. Babati ako, &lt;strong&gt;Hi bes!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112177425414378849?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112177425414378849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112177425414378849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112177425414378849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112177425414378849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/jesus-loves-to-party.html' title='Jesus loves to party'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112158562847822966</id><published>2005-07-17T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:36:11.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will not buy this record it is scratched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this entry will be full of quotes. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last friday, i was thinking if i should skip ballet or not since i was still feeling weak and all. kai said &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cessa, don't skip ballet, you love it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aww. I realized next year, im gunna have a loyalty award. 10 years of ballet. wow. Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, My family went to eastwood. I saw A LOT of knollers... turns out there was a concert i didnt know about. I wanted to go with them and stay till midnight. But i didn't coz i thought there weren't known bands. but. .. how about...!!! roar!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAMBIO, HALE, SUGARFREE and RIVERMAYA. I WANNA CRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but hey!!!! *kilig* on our way to the parking lot... going home... last minute...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I SAW DIEGO MAPA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; huwaw. aaaahhh!!!! I was soo starstruck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im currently reading a book : &lt;strong&gt;Dancing on the edge&lt;/strong&gt;. It is, once again, a book about spiritual stuff, seances and all. I don't know why im fond of it. haha. Here's my favorite part.. or whatever:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to a special place, a safe, new place.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There were greenfields and wild flowers there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and faeries and gnomes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and distant castles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;poking through swirls of pink and white clouds. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blanket of butterflies flew overhead to greet me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then they drifted down and settled &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;about my shoulders and kept me warm and safe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No words, no dirtballs, no teacher, no child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- nobody cold reach me there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(-Miracle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, we went to mass today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God's love is like the sun. it shines on all people good and evil"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112158562847822966?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112158562847822966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112158562847822966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112158562847822966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112158562847822966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-will-not-buy-this-record-it-is.html' title='i will not buy this record it is scratched.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112124976493896894</id><published>2005-07-13T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:17:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im theeck.. sniff.. sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;early dismissal&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;strong&gt; FUNN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I only went to school for math. AAAHHH!! ... and i failed. MATH!!!!... MATH!!! my used to be best subject. HAHAHA. tae. ROAR! hahaha. waaaahhh!!! ocge. PE na lang. haha. i wanna curse. but i cant. im practicing &lt;strong&gt;self-control&lt;/strong&gt;. The batch shirt thing kinda pissed me off.. not because i dint win or sumthin but because my effort... was... uhh... basta.. anyway.. my self-esteem was killed. waaaah!!! anyway, I wonder what the people did today. *scratch head* When i got home, I took a bath.. then slept. OOHH!!! fun !!!!... hahaha. short day.... Im gunna transfer to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;attic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. coz it's cooler.. as in better... there. I have my own dresser, shelves, living room and... &lt;strong&gt;*drum roll*&lt;/strong&gt; ...bathroom!! haha.. I dont know why it's so important to us girls. hahaha. but it is really. How come i dont have the "sexy voice" like Phoebe? haha. i have a higher voice now. :)) just kidding. there's nothing to say today!! oh! i got hooked on the Lifestyle Network a while ago.. hahaha. I like Emeril. haha. Oh! Oh! and i watched the VCD of our recital. OH MY GOSH!! I am such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fugly swan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(swan lake.. duh) hahaha. And i was a good clown. hahaha. weee!!! I was friendstering a while ago. I looked at the "friends" box. And there he was... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Champ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lui-Pio!!! awwwww... i mean... AHHHH!!! &lt;em&gt;*emotional outburst*&lt;/em&gt; haha. Im soo... uhh... there's nothing to say today... meh... hm... dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112124976493896894?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112124976493896894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112124976493896894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112124976493896894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112124976493896894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-theeck-sniff-sniff.html' title='im theeck.. sniff.. sniff'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112096683545223223</id><published>2005-07-10T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T11:40:35.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kahit ikaw lang yan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before ballet class started, we went to katipizzle first coz we were sooo hungry. We were waiting to get hold of those juicy quarter pounders at Mcdo. pero weh. &lt;strong&gt;utot ng ceiling ng Mcdo&lt;/strong&gt;, a part of it came down. So, they were letting out the people inside and no one could go inside anymore. WAAAH!! anyway,so we headed to Shakey's. YUM.. See how important Mcdo is. Nung nawala sila, Napuno yung Shakey's, Starbucks at Jollibee. haha. Then, we went to Natio. We were looking at pretty pencil cases for no reason at all. Then shelly showed me one i said "coool!! san mo binili?" Take note:  Nasa Natio kami! hahahaha!! stupid. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UAAP Season Opening. :)&lt;/strong&gt; Patron seats! salamat cheddaralmighty! We(maat and I) were suppoed to meet Cheddar, Gelo and Aina in Starbucks after 12. Anong oras kami dumating? 1pm. exacto. hehe. Kasi naman. We had a hard time calling a cab. Just to make sure i called basic taxi first. eh sabi 30 minutes pa raw. so for 30 minutes nagsusubok kaming tumawag ng normal taxi(parang may abnormal eh!). Anyway... We were soo desperate, huwaw, everytime we would see a taxi, we would run like crazy screaming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Taxey!!! Taxey!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahahahah! but finally after 30 minutes of hailing a taxi... dumating rin si Basic man... siya pala'y nawala. Dahil "Monox st." ung dinerect sakanya.. like hallur??? kaya pala eh! hahaha. Anyway, it was soo fun!!! I have a new crush. Marvin Cruz. oo na.. ngayon ko lang siya nadiscover. GO UP!!!! bwahaha. Pero may crush rin kami ni cheddar sa Ust. So Cheer kami sa UP pero exception kung nagshoot si Taylor!! :)) bwahahahaha!! anyway, my throat's sore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I wanna give him up already. nothing's happening. The more he does something "inlove-able" (hahaha!) the more it hurts coz i know i can never have him. awww. haha. go cessa! ahahaha. anyway... ack.. it's so hard to let go... He never knew how much i liked him. hwrar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My conscience is hurting my ear But im happy as long as you are. I hide if i can, I dont care where i stand."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have an LSS on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Saving Grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha. And it's my ultimate tricycle song!! hahaha. I dont know why. Im gunna move up to the attic na. haha. its funner! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112096683545223223?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112096683545223223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112096683545223223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112096683545223223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112096683545223223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/kahit-ikaw-lang-yan.html' title='Kahit ikaw lang yan.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112056997769108234</id><published>2005-07-05T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:26:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwahahaha. Come to the land rich with rice</title><content type='html'>Hogey! Let's start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Gloomy Monday... Haha. Just kidding. During Music, Ms. Oana kept calling my attention. Bawat galaw ko. pongangalangalangalang. Pinagtritripan ako. HUWATA!! harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, i started to have this pain in my knee, then after 2 periods, the pain had already made its way up to my lower back. Its not muscle pain really.. yung parang ngawit yung feeling.. cramps ba yon?? hahaha. sorry na. I don't know. basta BWISET yung feeling. haha. I had to go to the clinic and drink something... whatever. basta mawala siya. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aii... Aii.. May kwento ako!! haha. Nung lunch, diba umuulan? tapos shempre konti lang yung areas na covered? Habang papunta kami ni Ange (asistio) sa covered area, tumatakbo kami na naka-duck. Ang stupid! haha. as if hindi kami mauulanan kung nakaduck kami diba?? haha. Parang kasi galing sa gilid yung ulan! hahaha!! ako'y tumatawa ngayon. haha. "ako'y" ako ng "ako'y"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mcdo in the afternoon. But we went to a printing shop first so i could have my batchshirt design printed. OO na.. okay.. sige pangit gawa ko... meh... haha. Nakakaasar yung mga tricycle driver, habang paupo palang ako dung sa "third" chair, umaandar na sila. bwiset.. tipong nakalawit pa yung paa ko duhbah?? hallo!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYY!!! AYY!!! Nakita ko si oh so papable!! haha. joke. I saw Champ-look-alike guy!! wee. kyotie! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! Kanina, nagsabay kami ng order ni Mariel sa Mcdo, tapos ako lang yung nagdala ng tray pabalik sa table, si mariel inintay si Donna, tapos tawang tawa na ako kasi tinitingnan ako ng mga tao ng weird kasi yung dala ko, Quarter pounder meal Go Big time, chaka Chicken nuggets meal. So tipong, large fries at dalawang Coke. haha. Wala lang. Juicy Fruit. Walalang. G'nyt everyone! Mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ako'y nanuod ng Isang Punong Burol "One Tree Hill"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112056997769108234?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112056997769108234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112056997769108234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112056997769108234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112056997769108234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/bwahahaha-come-to-land-rich-with-rice.html' title='Bwahahaha. Come to the land rich with rice'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-112031790417206853</id><published>2005-07-02T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T23:30:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back? Back again. Cessa's back. Tell a friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; Im back to blog-ispot. if you wanna read the previous blog entry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemisssadist.bravejournal.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sleepy. 11 na pla kasi. harhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sir Bolanos said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whoever you see in your dream, is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Get? get?? So whatever the other person is gunna say, it is what you think they're really gunna say in your point of view. Get? get??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So anyway, i had this dream last night. I was in a &lt;u&gt;room filled with water.&lt;/u&gt; And i was riding this weak and small boat with my Mom. Then, she pushes me off the boat as if she intends that someone would save me. And yeah, someone saves me but just a little later than i could hold my breath. Then, Im saved. blah blah. Now, there's no water in the room. Then, I blame that person for not saving me on time. blah blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Friends: You know the somebody bwahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, my conclusion is that because of my family problems,&lt;strong&gt; im waiting for someone&lt;/strong&gt; to confide in. blah blah blah...but i don't really think so. My heart is whack... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know why im sharing this.... haha. It's just fun to &lt;em&gt;type. type. type&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was Southeast Asian Nations Project Day. Haha. WOW!! the effort we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(shelly, mianca, faller, aina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I) put in that project was greater than the population of china and india put together!!!! HAHA! That was the first project that me and ALL my groupmates took seriously. Huwaw. Did you know that there's a country named East Timor? Haha. It's a new federation and there's nothing much about it on the net. haha. its funny really. Only pictures of traffic jams and bloody people coz of the civil war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last thursday, i went to Lea's house with Tin Iglesias. Haha. they have a new rabbit, Lemon. Kyotti. Harhar. We watched the Pedicab video!!! huwaw!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIEGO MAPA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meh!!! sooo cute!!! waaaah!!!! haha. Im glad he got rid of his highlights! he's cuter than ever! ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, Yesterday? hmmm.. Acquaintance day. yeah. HAPPY! but quite tiring. Agree?(knollers?) First day of ballet classes, huwaw!! KATAY!!! it was too much. but fun though coz i missed dancing alot. Today, I can't move my lower body that much.&lt;strong&gt; It pretty much HURTS!&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-112031790417206853?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112031790417206853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=112031790417206853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112031790417206853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/112031790417206853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess-whos-back-back-again-cessas-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back? Back again. Cessa&apos;s back. Tell a friend.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111530235997629706</id><published>2005-05-05T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:12:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surviving 6 hours in Katipizzle is easy</title><content type='html'>THE "SUMMARY" OF MY DAY--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/dramaqueen_o7"&gt;* &lt;/a&gt;(click it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i know. im too lazy to blog about the long long day i had. haha. i had soo much fun with KAI. i was in Katips from 10.-4.30. yeah bebe! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my really long and "kilig" day in Katipizzle, Angelo, Lex, Sprix blah blah blah picked me up then Migi and Andy came along. We went to Nikki's party. Great party nikki. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to leave early coz uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going to UP. We just wanted to give ourselves a scare. haha. but really.. nothing happened. ahahaha. We just saw this little girl ontop of a tree eating pancit. then we ran. then came back. haha. joke lang! it was just cloth covering some twigs and branches and it kinda made a figure. But.. it was creepy!! it looked lika a little girl. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... im sooo LAZY to blog. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta we had band prac today. And we're working on our compo. it's still a work in progress. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111530235997629706?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111530235997629706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111530235997629706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111530235997629706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111530235997629706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/05/surviving-6-hours-in-katipizzle-is.html' title='surviving 6 hours in Katipizzle is easy'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111519498059735405</id><published>2005-05-04T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T18:50:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somewhat Normal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/somewhat-normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 40.00% Female, 60.00% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a total boy brain&lt;br /&gt;Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts&lt;br /&gt;And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;You never like to get feelings too involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111519498059735405?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111519498059735405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111519498059735405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111519498059735405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111519498059735405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/05/normality.html' title='Normality'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111514070268548505</id><published>2005-05-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T01:18:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push over</title><content type='html'>Today is a very stressful day. hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi it's like this(that y'all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our band is having this upcoming comp right? (wherein &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we SHALL be crushed and be humuliated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) We were asked in the meeting to pay down 3k for the pre-sold 15 tickets (200 each) and the registration fee (there's 5 of us) so that's 500. 3,500 all in all. eh duh haller?? (haha) The tickets were only given during the meeting. how do they expect us to pay em 3k without selling the tickets? jabops. So i just gave them half of the payment. do you get it? but let me make this clear it's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NOT PAY TO PLAY.&lt;/span&gt; (were not that desperate) ai nako. it's just the deal. it's unfair. but im not blaming them. i got our band into this. soo.. bahala na si batman. They gave us until tomorrow (as in.. later pala. it's 12:52 am) to pay the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again. wow. i didn't know that they were kind enough to move our deadline to friday. yahoo! but still. i have to try selling the tickets tomorrow(later pala) kasi nakakahiya na. hahaha. so im inviting you people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Guys! help. Support Gorgeous Garbage. Summer Scream Showdown. Albergus. May 21. 6-12 mn. we need to sell our tickets(P200 unlimited food and drinks) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;before 2 pm tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. PLEASE drop by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mcdo Katips&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow 10.30-1.30 and look for (oh so gorgeous) ME! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i feel so much better now that we still have a chance to pay on friday. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on wondering why im the one who always carries the weight for everyone else. (hindi sa masama loob ko) But, i let people take advantage of me (not sexually). Every year, i have to sacrifice more than my groupmates. My Dad gets mad at me when &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i act as the martyr of the group.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So even if im working on a really big individual project he asks "Ano nanaman yan? bat di mo ipagawa sa mga kagroup mo. lagi na lang ikaw" hahahha. I don't do it on purpose for the praise, I dunno, it's like a reflex. I can't stand having low grades and shit. hindi ako pabaya. Like, Last year, i had to edit our animation film. Sounds Easy? Think of it this way. 5 seconds is equal to one shot. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's clay animation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the actual film is 2 minutes but the uneditted one is 2 friggin hours! ugh. i had to put the sound effects and credits etc! it took me days mehn!!! but yey!!! we got a lotta awards!!! including BEST sound effects and BEST editting(kahit na may mga kamay kamay pang nakikita sa film) oh yeah!!! hahaa. And this year, i like made, 7 out of ten Lab reports for science. hahaha. I can't help it!!!! but y'know, the teachers know. but i didn't know that they knew that i work individually on a GROUP project till they told my dad during the PTC. oh no!!!... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they tell my Dad in PTC's:&lt;br /&gt;++ Mabarkada&lt;br /&gt;++Madaldal&lt;br /&gt;++Mabarkada&lt;br /&gt;++Madaldal&lt;br /&gt;++mabar... uhh.. wala na eh.. un lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.PART II. im such a push over!!!! Another thing i can't help being. Dani tells me that alot and so does Mariel. "Masyado ka kasing mabaet eh" AHAHAHAHA!!!! hilarious!!! tss. me???? no way!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++"Cessa, papass load"..."*Gives phone* Sige, ikaw na magsend&lt;span&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOY! sa mga tae sa school ah! HINDI PAYPHONE ANG CELLPHONE KO!! hindi nga kayo nagpepay eh! taihan ko kayo eh!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++"Wala akong pera eh"....."Utang ka muna sakin" (pero sa mga makakapal, libre na, "nakakalimutan") tss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yeah i know. masama loob ko kahit pumapayag ako. haaay. i always think na kung pinagpala ako at lahat ng utang makwekwenta ng superior thingie, andami kong perang bumalik! ahahaha. Marami akong naalalang may utang sakin. Pero wag na. :)) Bahala na kayong makarma ok? :)) Hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise. from now on, i won't be a push over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Or next year, i'll try not to do the major stuff on some projects. Asa pa! okay. yung push over pwede pa. pero, ewan. I'll see. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teach me on how not to be a push over! thank you!!! post a comment. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111514070268548505?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111514070268548505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111514070268548505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111514070268548505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111514070268548505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/05/push-over.html' title='Push over'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111505253059866173</id><published>2005-05-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:48:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dozen people in my life</title><content type='html'>got this from &lt;a href="http://gcendana.blogdrive.com"&gt;genie's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Write something about &lt;s&gt;15&lt;/s&gt; 12 different people&lt;br /&gt;2. You can NOT say who they are.&lt;br /&gt;3. If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++1. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;she gives the best advice! When there's a person to call, it has to be her. She knows more on what's goin on with me than anyone else. aww. She would commute to meet me at Mcdo katips and we would have the best adventures after that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++2. sometimes i'm mean to him. but nevertheless, he's there to help me or ask stupid questions to make me feel better...or sometimes just to criticize the color of my headband :P thanks! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++3. the biggest nerd i know. how are you my pillow again? hahaha. i just kinda made that up. He makes me laugh just by giving his smart opinions. weird huh? hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++4. my kabarkada who acts so motherly. haha. thanks for folding my clothes, cleaning my room, fixing everything you see that's not in order. haha. you have the neatest room ever! haha. as in neat. (not in surfer language)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++5. he's there to break my fall. aww. a good friend and listener. he wouldn't put down the phone till i feel better and stop crying about nonsense. i love talking to him. he makes me feel better without even trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++6. eat papaya kung di mo kaya. she's my OT buddy. we love to eat A LOT. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++7. She rocks and she's gorgeuos. I love discussing the ****** chronicles with her. hahaha. We laugh a lot together and she usually gets my jokes. yey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++8. 90% of our conversation is on Y!m. which is just sad. hahahaha. an oddball that used to make me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++9. dearest. another gorgeous one. soo funny. she's always there to make my day by sending tons of funny SMS. haha. Witty and keeps our band spirit up... coz when she's nervous, she still tries to smile and says "kaya natin to/yan/yun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++10. The cute chinito in Mcdo every Monday or Friday that i try to steal a look from. wahaha. The only one whom i know orders Mcchicken sandwich(like me). I am such a stalker. (eh sabi different people eh) He just pops out everywhere. haha. oh.. i love highscool events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++11. the one im closest to in section 9. aww. my jokes don't work without her. she's like my punch line. and it has become my reflex to look for her and say "diba?" when other people don't get what im saying. hahaha. She makes up a lot of names and only half of em happen. hahaha. I miss talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++12. A lot of people raid her house when they're in katips. ahaha. She always has to have the scoop of my love life. haha. i owe her chicken strog. i make her laugh a lot. coz she really laughs a lot. And i laugh a lot too coz her laugh is really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111505253059866173?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111505253059866173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111505253059866173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111505253059866173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111505253059866173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/05/dozen-people-in-my-life.html' title='a dozen people in my life'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111494941189035622</id><published>2005-05-01T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:10:11.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stone heart</title><content type='html'>Last night, i asked Salonga to call. lalang. chismis lang uli. He made me realize a lot of things i didn't see before. He didn't really corrupt my mind. He just put they way i feel in words. bakit ganun? Siya pa yung nakakainterpret? haha. Grabe. Idol. tsch. hahaha. Thanks Angelo for the "help". Langya di ako nakatulog kagad. Pero seryoso. Thanks for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a problem, Try this. Sit and think. And whatever you accidentally blurt out is true.  haha. di nga! When you say something subconsciously, it's the heart talking. oh yeah!!! haha. Enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is... uhh... haha. wala nanamn akong point. hindi. kasi, i was up all "night" thinking. I felt soo bad that i didn't see the person who was there whenever i was down. I hope i didn't hurt him though. ugh. stupid conscience. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Bestfriends soo much. haha. Even if they don't talk to each other, they say the exact same things. ai nako. psychic shit. Lea, remember what you told me when you went here? Yung, "bakit pag kay.. puro positive.. pero.." *sigh* Kai said the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because that thing kept me up, i woke up at 2pm. wow. haha. i missed more than half the day. We went straight to Shopwise, where we had lunch and where i saw Chaz. hey chaz!! haha. We're startin to save now. My dad's inspecting everything we put in the cart. rar. so we can't get away with getting extra knick knacks. waaah!! I hope we'll be fine by this school year. We're kinda in a struggle coz my %#$&amp;^#&amp;amp;^%* mother left. hahaha. im soo bitter. haha. I got really full coz of the Hungry Hungarian Sandwich i had. I could barely walk so, i bought Sun load and just sat down at the tables in the meat area and called kai up. hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the long conver, i forgot that i was in the grocery and i leaped up and started going to the counter. My dad might have been finished then. haha. But, i saw my brother looking for C2 like i asked him to. but..OH NO!! People have raided the C2 shelf. They got all the Apple!! grar. of all the flavors. tsch. I WILL HUNT DOWN ALL OF YOU PEOPLE. hahahah. too bad. we walked again and stopped by the Vodka shelf.. oohhh... pretty caramel mudshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother: Malalaman kaya ni Daddy kung ano yung mudshake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave him the "tanga ka ba?" look. hahaha. we went to church then went to eat Mongolian in Katips. I was at first making the Sweet thingie. but my eyes shifted to the Sweet and Sour recipe. My mongolian tasted like shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111494941189035622?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111494941189035622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111494941189035622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111494941189035622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111494941189035622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/05/stone-heart.html' title='stone heart'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111487038572474274</id><published>2005-04-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:13:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared nervous happy and other emotions</title><content type='html'>i guess i wont be "puyat" blogging tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, we went swimming at a friends house. but before that we hung out at miguel's. Maat's former Miguel. wow. small world. haha. Miguel has &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lotsa C2!!! wowow wee!&lt;/span&gt; haha. Speaking of wowow wee, people really have lame improvs. haha. not one has sense. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, i found out some stuff bout Andi. Ayii.. Andi ah. i can help you!! hahaha. We were looking at AGS Batch '04's yearbook. haha. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cute pa si Diethe dun.&lt;/span&gt; diba Diethe? oh yeah! we got this shot sa &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NU107 all girl band comp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *gulp* im soo nervous. Gorgitas we can do this!!! please support us. uhh. buy tickets from us. 200 a head. unlimited drinks and food. love naman namin kayo eh. love niyo kami diba? hahaha. ai nako. di na ata tlga ako matutuloy sa zamboanga. i wanna go. God's giving me a LOT of reasons to stay. ano ba! una, ung sa freedom bar, tapos ung YFC tapos ngayon yan? grr. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look! look! i drew this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/4sea9x" width="160" height="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's SUPPOSED to be me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its a lot bigger but this is kinda the main part. it's kinda sucky coz it's just a sketch. haha. and i just made it while talking to kai ata on the phone. haha. i didnt even mind erasing the guidelines. (wala akong eraser :(( haha. weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i had Maat and Kai over! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aww. i missed you guys!! BIG HUG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. They came here and woke me up. wow. haha. We later on went to Sam Nadela's. Rea was there. wee woo! haha. On the way there, Maat had an interesting story. haha. "Close Relatives". Does anyone know that? haha. Secret lang natin un. haha. Anyway, i didn't have breakfast or lunch. (time check then: 2:00pm) I was gunna faint. hahaha. So i said G'bye to Sam first so i could go home and we(maat and kai) could prepare lunch.. (meaning fry hotdogs. haha. Have lunch Cessa style! oh yeah! the only thing i know how to cook. oh yeah! and eggs! i can cook eggs. with cheese and without. hahahaha. ) But on my way out, the maid said "tawag ka" then i said, "nino?"..."David"&lt;br /&gt;oohhhkay?? haha. weird. so i went in again. He told me that no one comes and goes without eating. He was serious.... so i ate. sunod naman ako! haha. he was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. its funny. He was the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Dear heart, i met a boy today..."&lt;/span&gt; guy before. For people who care, diba yun yung Y!m stat ko before? BEFORE. Prootoots had a crush on him. haha. bulgaran na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. how come my big brother sucks?? buti pa si Sam. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(thanks Sam)&lt;/span&gt; pakbits.  So after i gouged myself with mushrooms.. what was that.. uhh.. basta.. ayon! pot roast.. uhh.. we went home and did "some" chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maat cooked. Rea fixed my room. Kai and i threw out the garbage. oh my god!! what was in our garbage bin?? it smelled like.. uhh.. i dont even know. it was traumatizing that when Maat and Rea served lunch(century tuna with hotdog bits and cheese), i had a hard time eating. i kept thinking of the trash. uhg. After that, we did part 2 of the cleaning shit. Maat and rea inside the house, Kai and i in the garage. We cleaned the garage andmy dad's car. Angelic huh? aww. haha. Anyway, the story is, kai stepped on something. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;BANANANAAAA!!&lt;/span&gt; haha. haha. it was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE dead bird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. eeeew! we hosed it down. gross. and while doing that, the bird's parts were dismantling. hahaha!! "Ung pak pak!" "Ano yan ulo?" "Hindi, yun yung ulo o, ang liit..." hahaha. that was fun. THE bird made our day more fun. that was tiring. hohum. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS GUYS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alam niyo naman kasing tamad ako eh. haha. BIG HUG again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111487038572474274?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111487038572474274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111487038572474274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111487038572474274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111487038572474274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/scared-nervous-happy-and-other.html' title='scared nervous happy and other emotions'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111471058881089143</id><published>2005-04-29T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T01:49:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>badluck midnight report</title><content type='html'>this midnight report is kinda beginning to be a routine. haha. my "puyat" report. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's answering my game! haha. i wont post the answers until KAI answers it. right KAI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ugh. it sucks not having a maid. awa tuloy ako sa maid namin. araw araw siya ganun. sabay ako, ilang days palang tamad na. i microwaved leftover KFC for lunch. KADIRI!!! yesterday's BREAKFAST was still in the kitchen. hello??? ew. haha. gross. the rice smelled like a dog!! funky! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, dinner, we ordered 2 pizzas. haha. i had a room party. weewoo!! haha. i had like... a dozen people here. haha. joke lang. exag. i couldnt find an empty spot. kidding. wait.. i'll count it again.. gio, miggy, dani, sam, leo, derek, andi, sean, cathy, anselle... and me? ohkay.. 11 then. hahaha. i had fun.. wee!!! hahahaha. then one by one, they left.. tsk tsk. now, im all alone.. with my Zoo and my Y!m... awww... effing shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Diethe is all mad at me and shit coz i told him stuff that prolly hurt him. KAI! i need back up. haha. It's all my fault. but... i didnt want to feel this way. hohum. cessa. palpak. haha. At least he knows the truth. if he wants to act so immature about it, fine. pero its creepy when he's mad. haha. he reminds me of my mom when she went here to get me. *flash back* honking the horn and screaming!!!! and im hiding in my room and i turn off my phone. *shrugs memory off* eeee! haha. it's weird but really he reminded me of my mom. I asked him to call and i was expecting a jolly conversation... but noooo... haha. pagsagot ko palang, "ano ba problema mo?" ai. excuse me ah. sorry na man!!! hahaha. ahaha. anyway, ano na nangyari kay Diethe? kinain ni Diethe number 2. hahahaha! ive never seen this side of him. i dont want anyone talking to me like that. my mom would be the last. oh well, i feel bad. pero.. NAH... bahala na si batman. hahaha. sayang. he wasn't what i thought he was. EEEE!! grabe!! my mom's vibes... eee!!!! haha. weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111471058881089143?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111471058881089143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111471058881089143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111471058881089143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111471058881089143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/badluck-midnight-report.html' title='badluck midnight report'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111462191295025858</id><published>2005-04-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:32:47.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo</title><content type='html'>Im waiting for romeo. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanna wait with me? lets play that 20 artists fave song game!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;++to those mentally challenged, you have to guess my fave song by each of my fave artists listed. ahahaha. gets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. Sugarfree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. Bowling for soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. American Hi-fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6. Red Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7. Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;8. Avril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9. Maroon Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10. Rivermaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;11. Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;12. Blink 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;13. Kitchie Nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;14. Maria Mena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;15. Cambio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;16. Gwen Stefani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;17. The Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;18. Something Corporate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;19. Moonstar88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;20. MYMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check: 1.32 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i go again makin my early morning report about what's keeping me up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame my heart for keeping me up. My heart and my eyes are allies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still waiting for Romeo. joke! hohum. i cant understand if im sleepy or "sleepy" haha. labo. anyway, duno.. its just that.... THE problem is bothering me. haha. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of people who care:&lt;br /&gt;Kai, Jerht and Jio. awwwww... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and among the three of them, i didnt get to talk to one. aww. i feel empty. i need comforting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weewoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai. im itching to talk to you. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111462191295025858?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111462191295025858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111462191295025858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111462191295025858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111462191295025858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/romeo.html' title='Romeo'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111460171065564083</id><published>2005-04-27T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:35:10.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t squared</title><content type='html'>whayya! yesterday i went to tutuban for the first time... and i was soo depressed when i found out that ChilliPapa and Purple Denim jeans were for sale at 500 pesos. kakaiyak. in people are people it costs a thousand+. I have new board shorts.. to keep me company when im bored. haha. labo. anyway, i bought each for 50 pesos. tae. splurge. hehe. After that, i hung out at lea's and we played PS. haha. We played Dance rev. binuhay namin uli from the dead. haha. i suck! coz the last time i played was when i was in grade 3. ang saya mo ba? haha. after that, my dad picked me up. lea tagged along. haha. her turn to hang out at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both hung out with the people here. haha. I was depressed in the early evening coz i realized something. Someone here asked me a question that made me cry. but in a good way. parang "aww" tears. haha. labo. So i asked kai to call me up. Thank God for sun cellular. haha. I told her why i was feeling sad. aww. THANKS KAI!!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got soo addicted to Zoo Tycoon!!! hahaha. I have a better zoo!!! just kidding. mas maganda ung kay lea so i made another one to top hers. i made a zoo floating in the middle of the ocean. oh yeah!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Jerht on the phone again. sarap kulitin ng intsik na yun! hahaha. pinupuyat ko lagi. hahaha. I was still kinda feeling sad but luckily Jerht was there to listen to my senseless rantings. good listener. ahaha. He kept picking on lea. hala!!! tapos sasabihin niya i bet... 'di noh!!! ahahaha!! okay. tapos? hahahaha. that was kinda it. hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i found out our maid went on vacation. we had hard bacon for lunch. tae. all the mcdo stash was gone!!! kagabi supot-supot ng mcdo meron eh. it was sooo depressing to find out that the quarter pounders, all the chicken and blazing burgers were gone. i dunno really in the first place why we had sooo much mcdo food here. just saw it last night. hehe. and yeah, since we have no maid, i think breakfast is still sitting on the table. (time check: 7.3o PM)no one bothered cleaning it up. including me. hahaha. WE'RE DOOMED. house chores. Everyday. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111460171065564083?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111460171065564083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111460171065564083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111460171065564083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111460171065564083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/t-squared.html' title='t squared'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111445423173169517</id><published>2005-04-26T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:37:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop smiling</title><content type='html'>TIME CHECK!!! 2.30 AM *kai read this* wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to blogging. haha. I've been out(literally) much lately. i barely eat dinner here anymore. haha. it's so much fun when im not at home just bumming out. i woke up at 1.30 pm today. so i as if you care? haha. i promised myself i wouldnt touch my pc till after dinner coz already missed half of my day. and using the computer is the next non-productive thing to sleeping and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a bath but swam after. dumb dumb. di pa nga tuyo buhok ko eh. duh. hindi naman isda buhok ko eh. hahaha. kidding. i sprained my pinky toe. haha. cool. it looks like A bruise and its fatter than the other. haha. cool. anyway, o'corz coz of the rough play again, new scratches. what joy! haha. then after the three hours of swimming, we ordered Yellow Cab.. weewoo!! haha. then we watched Battle Royale... again. haha. After that, Joyride... again. wow. my life's getting boring. When i went home, that was 9.30? i went out again. Takas. we played basket in the dark. nakakabobo! di ko masalo ung bola. tae! haha. weewoo. My dad caught me sneaking off again at night. so??? haha. what's my point?? wala!! hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went online.. again. *sigh* Then i HAD TO call kai!!! hahaha. we talked like... loooong. haha. then.. mga 1.30, i heard something hitting my balcony door. i didn't want to open it nga eh. pero kai said "baka si Romeo yan". ako.. "ayoko baka hindi tao!" eh duh.. madaling araw na eh. I opened the door then... BANANANA!!! haha. joke. it was only leonard and derek... in the dark... in the wee hours of the morning. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whispering*(kasi nga gabi na!!! emphasize)&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: o bakit?(serious mode)&lt;br /&gt;Leonard: Cessa...........gutom na gutom na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawang tawa ako kasi ang seryoso pa nung mood eh!!! Tapos parang naiiyak yung pagkasabi. ahahaha. pumunta sa bahay ko, just to eat. haha. tae. *insert "muffled" laughter here*  They just left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohum. i just had to talk to kai again. weewoo! tae. im going out tomorrow. early. dumbidum.. and it's what?? 2.30? 4 more hours of sleep? wow. that's helpful. G'nyt.. or Goodmorning! hahaha. *rooster sound*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111445423173169517?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111445423173169517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111445423173169517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111445423173169517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111445423173169517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/stop-smiling.html' title='stop smiling'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111423543308846224</id><published>2005-04-23T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T13:53:09.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rotatatata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;well, yesterday's enrollment was quick. i had to wake up early. *roar* haha. i have my books already. friggin biology book's thick and the letters are microscopic. Cheap paper back books. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, i went straight to dani's and we watched Bruce Lee stuff. haha. Then, watched more Asian movies. haha. We watched Battle Royale 1 and 2. Battle Royal's sick.. haha. it's about students(7th grade) who are brought to an island and they have to kill each other to win the game. the last one standing after 3 days get to go home. sick.. haha. But interesting. After that, We swam... again. i got new scratches and bruises from the wrestling and rough play. haha. its so fun drowning people. ahaha. joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++They ate my friggin dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i woke up at twelve. Nice. I was on my way to the bathroom when i saw a "The five people you meet in heaven" book. haha. so i just sat down instead for 20 minutes and read. haha. weirdo. I wonder why my dad has that when you can just watch it on the Hallmark channel. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, im gonna fix my blog...and my room coz my room's like a pig sty. wait. it is a pig sty. g'bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111423543308846224?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111423543308846224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111423543308846224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111423543308846224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111423543308846224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/rotatatata.html' title='rotatatata'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111409860078517352</id><published>2005-04-21T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T23:50:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain above content</title><content type='html'>for those who don't really care about my life, i just want you to know, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IM CHANGING MY LAYOUT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. as if that's important! haha. I like my new layout better. well, obviusly you haven't seen it. but i like it better. this layout's getting pretty rotten. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band was early today. yeah. early. as in i was still rolling on the bed when they came. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jabonded&lt;strong&gt; again!!!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. we didnt practice &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. tae. haha. so we're not playing anymore at that 3rd year batch FARTy. haha. hmm. nice! haha. Diethe came here today. he brought us pizza. oh yeah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we just watched my neighbors on crack swim and wrestle by the pool. haha. kidding. sabi nga ni dit baka daw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my drugs yung tubig ng pool.&lt;/span&gt; haha. eh kasi naman. they kept cracking really corny jokes that you just have to laugh. drr. nakakasira ng utak! haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"daiedaiedaie~spongebob"&lt;/span&gt; haha. "why is the water in the river brown? I dont know!" ampota! ahahaha. that's prolly it really. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gorgitas(except rea)+dit left, We went to Sam's. and it was our turn to swim. grabe. katangahan. haha. i bumped my head on the stairs, and bumped my chin on the pool floor. dumb! dumb! hahaha. Leo and miggy were tripping. they kept throwing the ball into the pool. "cessa, can you get the ball?" *retrieves and gives ball back* *evil children throw back ball in the pool* "cessa, can you get the ball?" &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(repeat 20 times) &lt;/span&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Insert very crazy Rea here, crying, laughing, jumping, fidgeting, slapping, twisting and eager to get home*&lt;/span&gt; SORRY REA!!!! hug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. after a thousand years, my dad arrived and dani and i accompanied Rea home. weewoo! haha. then we passed by kate's to drop her soccer shoes off. okay.. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. i was wearing my princess jacket!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;weewoo! hoodie.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"IM READY! DEPRESSION.... -spongebob"&lt;/span&gt; hohum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ id rather weep than sit here... having everything.....bored.. waiting for bird's droppings to fall onto my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111409860078517352?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111409860078517352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111409860078517352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111409860078517352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111409860078517352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/pain-above-content.html' title='pain above content'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111398482542684786</id><published>2005-04-20T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:19:15.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daiedaiedaie-spongebob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01.] i say 'seriously' alot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02.] i eat alot of chicken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03.] sometimes i forget what i look like without black eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;04.] digital cameras suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;05.] i have a sun number&lt;br /&gt;06.] i have a globe number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07.] i have a smart number&lt;br /&gt;08.] i get along really well with my mother&lt;br /&gt;09.] i have a nephew/neice&lt;br /&gt;10.] coke is the best soda ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;11.] im good at memorizing phone numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.] i eat too much junk food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.] green is the new black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.] i still like pink and black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.] i've been w/ my boyfriend for almost a year now&lt;br /&gt;16.] i still watch cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;17.] my boyfriend has an amazing smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.] i'm good at math --&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;19.] i'll be 17 sometime this year&lt;br /&gt;20.] i want more piercings&lt;br /&gt;21.] but i can't ever get anymore&lt;br /&gt;22.] i am a pretty cynical person sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.] sometimes i cry for no damn reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.] i used to looove avril&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25.] i love cars that go *boom boom* because of their music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26.] i love THE O.C.&lt;--seth cohen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27.] i smoke a lot of weed&lt;br /&gt;28.] i think getting drunk is fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;29.] my friends are SO effing awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.] i have like 2 friends (plus a lot more)&lt;br /&gt;31.] i've said 'whatever' one too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32.] my eyes are brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;33.] i love popcorn&lt;br /&gt;34.] i can't believe the person i used to be in 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;35.] i am a disappointment to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;36.] i dont always like the way i look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.] i am allergic to milk&lt;br /&gt;38.] trucker hats are sooo last year&lt;br /&gt;39.] i like wearing hoodies&lt;br /&gt;40.] school is over-rated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;41.] i get amused easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.] i love glitter&lt;br /&gt;43.] half full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44.] or half empty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45.] i dont smoke weed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;46.] i love the way coconuts and vanilla smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;47.] dogs are awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.] cats are better&lt;br /&gt;49.] i'm naturally a brunette&lt;br /&gt;50.] but my actions say i'm blonde&lt;br /&gt;51.] i'm actually blonde&lt;br /&gt;52.] i know someone who is/was in Iraq&lt;br /&gt;53.] valentines day is a holiday that hallmark made up&lt;br /&gt;54.] my neck hurts&lt;br /&gt;55.] i crack my knuckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56.] i hate it when random people IM me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57.] i have been to other countries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58.] and other states&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;59.] like Last Vegas&lt;br /&gt;60.] Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;61.] New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.] i've lived in more than three states&lt;br /&gt;63.] my hair is perfect&lt;br /&gt;64.] its curly&lt;br /&gt;65.] i suffer middle child syndrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;66.] i'm the baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.] all of my siblings are younger than me&lt;br /&gt;68.] my brother is a male slut&lt;br /&gt;69.] my sister is all grown up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;70.] i can speak more than one language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.] i DON'T dance&lt;br /&gt;72.] i really only dance when i'm drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73.] I LOVE TO DANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;74.] my bf's [boyfriend &amp; best friend] are very supportive&lt;br /&gt;75.] i'm VERY camera happy&lt;br /&gt;76.] i still say 'totally, like, and 'as if' alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;77.] i don't have to say a word, and my friends know exactly what im saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.] i loathe rap music&lt;br /&gt;79.] i loathe country music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;80.] some rap songs are effing hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.] i hate spring break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82.] i add 'ness' and 'izzle' to alot of my words (sometimes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;83.] i get grounded for dumb shit&lt;br /&gt;84.] i hate sappy stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;85.] it makes me feel great to make someone else happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;86.] for shizzle my nizzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you want some frizzles with that?&lt;br /&gt;87.] &lt;--- i was born in this year&lt;br /&gt;88.] &lt;--- i was born in this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89.] i used to love kel. but kel loved orange soda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;90.] i missed both degrassi episodes tonight&lt;br /&gt;91.] *the reason* makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;92.] wtf is degrassi?&lt;br /&gt;93.] i graduate this year&lt;br /&gt;94.] i graduate next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;95.] im online alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.] i need to lose weight&lt;br /&gt;97.] i have a cute car&lt;br /&gt;98.] i cut myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;99.] i love swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BITIN NA SURVEY. why? cant count up to a hundred? hahaha. aww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111398482542684786?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111398482542684786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111398482542684786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111398482542684786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111398482542684786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/daiedaiedaie-spongebob.html' title='daiedaiedaie-spongebob'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111392043578495407</id><published>2005-04-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:26:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiiiitorrr!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning i was really frantic looking fo a way to go to Kate's house for&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate suggested riding a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;taxi&lt;/span&gt;. that's easy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani said she would only accompany me if Leonard would go. Leonard would only go with Derek. sooo.... 4 na kami. wow! haha. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3 yayas? aww. how sweet. &lt;/span&gt;haha. kidding. Derek and Leonard needed stuff from the grocery. We all hiked up to Katipunan Ext. to get a jeep. We were bringing an electric and an amp. They were afraid because of the brand. ahaha. Then we got a taxi. Then went to bignay. I introduced the band to Derek etc. blah blah blah. I gave my 500 to them coz they had to pay coz they had to go somewhere else. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIDNT TRUST THEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. un lang. halata naman they would spend it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the band!!! aww. we just bonded... and jammed&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;JABONDING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but we didnt actually practice. haha. to be continued thursday here at my house. ahahaha. THANKS meg, kate, den and later on.. rea. aww! hahaha. Thanks for helping me kanina. ahaha.... not to mention you guys kept teasing me. haha. may bago na tayong line! :)) When i was about to leave, we ate at the o so present squidball etc. stand. hahaha. i had a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;frozen hotdog&lt;/span&gt;. eww. and squidballs. wahoo! hahaha. Thanks den!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: ang takaw niya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gorgeous Garbage(sabay sabay): Parang ikaw hindi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanies.... hahaha. kidding. i brought all our equipment home. except the drumset o'curz. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We(the usual) jammed again at our 3rd floor. haha...kasi may bass na!!! waiiiittoorrr!!! jamming including handstands and dog piles!! woohoo!! The money left of the 500 was 286 nalang!!! which i still didnt get. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cessa: where's the money? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dani: It's not with me! Leonard was they one who handed it to the driver and the cashier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cessa: CASHIER?? what cashier??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,,,,, :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's picking on me. haha. we played tag in the Gazebo. hahaha. i had a hiding place. which later on, Derek and Sam took over. daya!!! hahaha. I got really tired. hahahaha. Anyway, why should i be sharing this? you don't know them. Dont answer! hahaha. labo.. im sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111392043578495407?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111392043578495407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111392043578495407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111392043578495407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111392043578495407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/waiiiitorrr.html' title='Waiiiitorrr!!!'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111383125577339491</id><published>2005-04-18T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:51:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flavor of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++I WISH THAT I COULD MAKE HIM SEE, HE'S JUST THE FLAVOR OF THE WEEK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think. Cessa. Think.. Think&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; "Flavor of the Week".&lt;/span&gt; *sigh* i hate this. Anyone understand me? haha. thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT SMILE!!! please...&lt;/span&gt; Kai naalala mo yung PaJamas? It's happening again. but it's different. haaay. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KAI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's official.&lt;/span&gt; our gazebo is now the new hangout place. 2 electrics, 2 semi's, a drumset, and.. uhh.. nothing more. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rea came over today!! yey! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;visitors. visitors. nothing but visitors all day long.~New Yorker in Tondo.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. We ordered from Mcdo. Since we got hungry and Dani and i thought, "It's raining!! the motorcycle guy will find it suicidal to go down Soliven 2(really steep road)" hahaha! what sadists! We just stayed up there. We barely left. Rea and Dani went somewhere. We kept on looking for them.... then we found them... at Sean's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang cool. Sean lives in the attic. ahaha. We just hung out there. Then we went to the rooftop again. Nagpakitang gilas si Sean magdrums... translation... nagwala. tae! hahaha. The whole day, we just kept grabbing the sticks from each other. Gio, Leonard, Dani, Rea and later on.. Sean. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*insert KSP brother and very annoying maid here*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Night time.... I ate at Dani's. Ate Del made her o so famous patties. haha. i HAD to eat there. later, we got this stupid idea of asking Derek to drive us to the convenience. oh yeah! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;JOYRIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A minor driving, nighttime, no permission...WHAT BIGGER TROUBLE CAN U ASK FOR? hahaha. but wtf. meh!!! just kidding. it wasnt that big'o deal. Hinataw ni Derek. We were tunning 70 in a subdivision! :)) the air was cool and we had rock music on. aahaha. wha?? labo! connection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno. im just happy! ahaha. WEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah!! Got my grades...!! no B-'s... Yey! 2nd honors. NOT!!! my conduct's B-!! y do you need that to qualify? dumb dumb! How do you think i got those grades if i have bad study habits huh?? hahaha. OH WELL!!.. At least im doing good academically. ahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;++ He doesnt know what's on my mind when he's around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111383125577339491?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111383125577339491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111383125577339491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111383125577339491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111383125577339491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/flavor-of-week.html' title='Flavor of the Week'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111375179808962404</id><published>2005-04-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:29:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's another day</title><content type='html'>another boring effing day. i woke up really late again. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to clean up and put aside the amps and cover the drumset with a blanket last night. so this noon, i went up there but they were all too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so i couldnt touch or carry em. so i left them again that way. haha. The drumset might get pecked on by birds. yikes. but still i didnt do anything. oops. haha. joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to powerplant today just to buy my black &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kitten heel&lt;/span&gt; havaianas. but then again, i had no size. im going back wednesday? thursday? dunno. I love the stock of the Topshop right now. but i dont have enough money. haii. The sale in Nullah sucked. or maybe i was just late. and all the good stuff were gone.. aw. haha. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing interesting really. hohum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111375179808962404?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111375179808962404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111375179808962404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111375179808962404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111375179808962404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-another-day.html' title='what&apos;s another day'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111366772985407042</id><published>2005-04-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:08:49.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning i went straight to Dani's house... just to find out she wasn't there. but i still stayed to play mario party with her little brothers. they're so nice.. letting me win coz im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TOO STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be a challenge!!! haha. Then we ate &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NOODLES for lunch&lt;/span&gt;. wow. haha. while watching final destination 2. how appetizing. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent our afternoon, bringing Derek's &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRUMSET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to our third floor. haha. then we JAMMED! yey! finally. Cool. Even if i didnt really do anything but stand there. haha. We weren't really allowed to be up there. because my dad's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birds might die&lt;/span&gt;!! :)) friggin birds. plus the neighbors... grr. friggin townhouses. haha. but still!!! we jammed! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The drumset is still up there!! oh yeah!! haha. it's temporarily mine. joke! i dont wanna give it back. uh... yeah. we need it since the band has to practice for a gig this sat. ohh!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cram!!! crap!!! crab!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhh...crack!!! haha. labo. anyway, i had so much fun today. especially the part where i disovered we had a gazebo on our third floor. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After dinner miggy and dani were here. using the computers. haha. Miggy and i were discussing and playing neopets. hahaha. miggy kasi eh. i know im too old for neopets.. but it's fun!!! Dani cringes when she hears us talking bout neopets. :)) funny. Piggy Miggy! i had fun laughing with you! haha. im sorry i laugh weird. i cant breathe eh!! haha. my cheeks hurt too! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++ Im sorry!!! i hate it when we uhhh... fight? *big hug* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i cant trust anyone&lt;/span&gt; na talaga but Jio..!! haaay... tsk tsk.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111366772985407042?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111366772985407042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111366772985407042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111366772985407042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111366772985407042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/akap.html' title='Akap'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111357771773735688</id><published>2005-04-15T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:08:37.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mix and match emotions.&lt;/span&gt; it feels funny inside. well i really dont know why im feeling this way. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so frustrated last night. ang sunget ko sa Y!m. haaay... bad me. mean me. minnie me. hahaha. i put it all out to Jio tuloy. Sorry Jio. Im really like that. soo sorry. I was also mean to Diethe.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Triple sorry&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today i woke up and The Pobladors were outside of my house calling me. too early.. 11 palang eh. anyway, they brought me Chocolate!!! mm.. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sugar Rush!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Ang sarap!!!! ooo.... They went to Steve's house. but since im allergic to Steve i just sat outside my house enjoying the breeze(i know it's a miracle since it's summer). Gio couldnt stand being around Steve too so he kept me company. We just talked. then it drizzled. then we still talked. then it drizzled. then miggy came. still drizzling. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to my house after. and Steve kinda invited himself in.. fcuk. so, i hid &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in the closet&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. then i texted someone. haha. it was interesting in my closet. well.. not really, i just realized i had so much clothes with strings and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later, we went to Dani's... we were supposed to have a sleep over at my house. but then again *sigh* hindi natuloy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later,(daming later hahaha) i was with only Leonard, Dani and Derek. Our jamming session was cancelled coz Derek wanted to swim. Dani and i just sat there talking. Then, we went &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here in my room(Incubus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. We just hung out. haay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just had fun today hanging out with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111357771773735688?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111357771773735688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111357771773735688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111357771773735688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111357771773735688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/emotion-salad.html' title='emotion salad'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111349052921896260</id><published>2005-04-14T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:55:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we just went swimming. ahaha. it's really fun swimming close to the pool's floor. hehe. We watched the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dbd that night. haha. Coolness. Raoul's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++anyway, i dont have anyone to go with sa concert&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Kitchie Rivermaya).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; poo. who's going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, Rea came over and we went to Sam Nadela's over at Brazil(Street) haha. They had a fight so Rea kinda confronted her and im glad they're friends again! yey!! celebration. Well, when they were patching things up, Dani and i were just watching TV and criticizing people and Showbizz. We had lunch at Sam's but Dani left na. aw. haha. While sam and rea were eating, i went outside to meet kev and adie....and Mang Ronnie. Mang Ronnie!! kamusta ka naman!! haha kidding. Then we just sat inside the car. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*insert bore here*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then Rea and Sam were done so we headed to the Gazebo. Yeah boi... where another confrontation was to be made. :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sean was missing... haha. funny. So Rea and i had to look for Sean around LGM so he and Sam could talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile.... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the insensitive people played basketball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. that'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Andi(we lost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Adie and Kev (fiiiine...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game.... Kev-Cessa, Adie-Andi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice kev, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we lost. 19-20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. Kev Abadam, bakla. haha. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game.. Girls(plus Dani) vs. Boys.. so its 3 against 2. but we're girls.. but still they lost to us!! oh yeah! Feminine Glory!!! haha. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after all that, i realized my toe was bleeding.. turns out the upper half of my toenail got chipped off during the game.. nice.. i didnt feel it. haha. Someone stepped on me... or i tripped.(&lt;--more believable) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kev, adie, sam, rea left... so i was with Andi Sean and Dani+little brothers+leonard. We &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;went swimming again&lt;/span&gt;. i got new cuts and bruises but what the heck. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111349052921896260?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111349052921896260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111349052921896260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111349052921896260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111349052921896260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111322079105885492</id><published>2005-04-11T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:59:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy joy joy- ren and stimpy :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i woke up&lt;/span&gt; at 10 today. haha. just to go out by 11. ngrr.. early. haha. coz my dad has to go to work pa. we passed by mara and isai first. "sarado" pa yung eastwood pagdating namin dun. haha. we found out how shops with glass doors were locked. haha. di niyo yun alam noh? haha. small wonders.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i love Eastwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The ceiling, escaltors and posts have mirrors :)) joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met with Diethe(who was very hard to find) tae. hahaha. We all sat down on the steps before(preposition) the cinema thing... haha. parang wala kasing upuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hide and seek&lt;/span&gt;. The people were such sadists. They kept laughing everytime someone was killed. ahaha. amp. Mara was so cute. takot na takot. haha. Her feet were put up on the seat and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she was covering her eyes with her hair.&lt;/span&gt; haha. kailangan pa ba ung hair? pwede naman hands lang. :)) anyway, Jio kept giggling in such a funny way. ahaha. Gio, was late! tsk tsk. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gio! Nerd!&lt;/span&gt;  ...(350thou ung score sa text twist) haha. He went to a different bookstore first before meeting us at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Loft. It nice to hang out there. haha. well maybe because we were just all lazy. haha. We stayed there for.. dunno.. hours. hehe. we already payed for the bill but we didn't leave &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at once&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;++His hands always find yours.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *colonx* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mara&lt;/span&gt;, Lagot ka kay Diethe.&lt;/em&gt;  just kidding. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111322079105885492?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111322079105885492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111322079105885492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111322079105885492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111322079105885492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-happy-joy-joy-ren-and-stimpy.html' title='happy happy joy joy- ren and stimpy :))'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111310654143164392</id><published>2005-04-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T12:15:41.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>institution for the criminally tiny</title><content type='html'>i watched spongebob squarepants the movie with my dad in eastwood last night. date. haha. but im mad at him coz he's being such a 1*beep*2 haha. grr. i even thought he trusts me. what's the use of being obedient if you dont get any trust in return? why not just be a C student and drive him nuts? haha. im soo mean. eh that's just because im soo upset. mm.. as of now, i hate him for not being a friend. tae tae tae. papaadopt na ako. haha. i want a dog. i saw the dog show kasi at eastwood. but too bad i still have to wait till next school year to get a dog. hohum. the cocker spaniel was so cute. tapos ang ganda nung retriever nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway highway, i couldn't believe Spongebob's rated General Patronage. waha. I dont think the kids even got some of the jokes eh. haha. i enjoyed more than them. hahahaha. I saw someone very unexpected at Eastwood. haha. that someone is everywhere! haha. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently in the "mad at the world" stage. *evil laugh* anyway, i just hope i have fun tomorrow! AND I HOPE MARA GOES!!!! DIBA MARA???!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111310654143164392?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111310654143164392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111310654143164392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111310654143164392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111310654143164392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/institution-for-criminally-tiny.html' title='institution for the criminally tiny'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111302682688510622</id><published>2005-04-09T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T14:12:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rot. rot. rot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="1"  style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0; color:#FF0066;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have A Type A- Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;color:white;"&gt;You are one of the most balanced people around&lt;br /&gt;Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you want&lt;br /&gt;You rule at success, but success doesn't rule you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love!&lt;br /&gt;You live life to the fullest - encorporating the best of both worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/typeaquiz/"&gt;Do You Have &lt;/span&gt;a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111302682688510622?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111302682688510622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111302682688510622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111302682688510622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111302682688510622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/rot-rot-rot.html' title='rot. rot. rot.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111295065636366466</id><published>2005-04-08T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:00:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think again</title><content type='html'>++ one third of the world hasn't used a telephone-national geographic channel. Think again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ack. i ate too much noodles. haha. actually i just ate too fast. ache-y. hahaha. labo. imbento nanaman ng word. anyway... i just stayed home AGAIN. nothing to do. blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't there anymore interesting spam?(not food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went doll hopping. haha. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgpap" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgpb9" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgpbq" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgpci" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgpd4" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/2mgphz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like pochahontas.. ahaha. why isnt she a disney princess?? demanda! haha. that's all for today.. sayang lang laway ko. *_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111295065636366466?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111295065636366466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111295065636366466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111295065636366466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111295065636366466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/think-again.html' title='think again'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111287452101077269</id><published>2005-04-07T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T19:48:41.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hohum. another boring day. haha. *pfft*...im really upset about myself. haha. blech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;26 Things a Perfet Guy would do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Know how to make you smile when you are down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Try to secretly smell your hair, but you always notice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Stick up for you, but still respects your independence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give you the remote control during the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Come up behind you and put his arms around you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Play with your hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. His hands always find yours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be cute when he really wants something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Offer you plenty of massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Dance with you, even if he feels like a dork.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never run out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Be funny, but know how to be serious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Realize he's being funny when he needs to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Be patient when you take forever to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. React so cutely when you hit him and it actually hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Smile a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Plans a romantic date full of cheesy things he wouldn't normally like&lt;br /&gt;to do, just because he knows it means a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Help others out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Drive 5 hours just to see you for 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Always gives you a peck on the cheek when you depart from each others company, even when his friends are watching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Sing, even if he can't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Have a creative sense of humor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Stare at you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Call for no reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Quit smoking, chewing, drinking, or drugs - &lt;strong&gt;just because he loves you&lt;/strong&gt; that much to quit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111287452101077269?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111287452101077269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111287452101077269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111287452101077269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111287452101077269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/mixed-up.html' title='mixed up'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111275590194938386</id><published>2005-04-06T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:51:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horoscope's right. creepy.</title><content type='html'>i've gone shopping for 2 days straight. hehe. bad tsk tsk. hehe. well.. actually not bad. fun! haha. okay im talking like a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;descendant of Tarzan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm vain. but i don't like talking about vanity and make-up shiznit!!... ugh. it's getting on my nerves. haha. anyway. i can't really spill here. Den, Kate.. get's niyo? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;New Update: the favorite line is sung already.&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it. I told him. A weight has been lifted off my chest. yey! Haha&lt;br /&gt; :D I was kinda hoping for rejection. I always get that. But i got lucky this time... and with someone i really really like. Unlike before. Ang baet ni &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Meg would say. hehe. All this time that we've been keeping our feelings. haay. i feel so much better now. *big hug* haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just went on too fast. but i know i didn't make the wrong decision. Although a lot may &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;call me stupid&lt;/span&gt;, it's alright as long as i know how i feel. I love him so much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He'll tell me I'm a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And treat me like one too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wont get mad for making fun of each other&lt;br /&gt;because we crack up at every bit of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant put everything here. coz&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; im torturing someone&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111275590194938386?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111275590194938386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111275590194938386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111275590194938386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111275590194938386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/horoscopes-right-creepy.html' title='the horoscope&apos;s right. creepy.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111262250094777342</id><published>2005-04-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:55:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baa. sheep. baa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fixed my closet in the early afternoon while waiting for shelly to arrive so we can shop at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shang &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.(&lt;--conio) Anyway, now, my closet has more&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; SPACE&lt;/span&gt;. grabe. all those clothes rotting in my closet. haha. i removed like.. a pile.. seriously. now, i feel sad coz my closet looks empty. :)) All the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fixing, folding and hanging&lt;/span&gt; took me 1 and a half hours. hahaha. gave me a headache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, shelly arrived.. blah blah blah. *fast forward* I finally bought my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRINCESS JACKET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D yey! it's a black jacket with a tiara logo on the right side. kyooooot! plus, i SAW a pair of blacks sneakers with pink highlights and a tiara logo made of rhinestones at the heel part. it was really made for me! haha. loko lang. coz the insoles have &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pink butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prints!!! black and pink! wee!! a gift from the heavens. well. sorta. eh kasi.... i didnt get to buy it.. :(( i was kinda short in money. haha. next time. when a relative comes. i'll just harass them. ill just do the "you-didnt-give-me-a-birthday-gift" speech. haha. kidding. waaaah! i wanna buy them. an item for my royal wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the perfect bikini. haha. In &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 hours of shopping&lt;/span&gt;, we dedicated 2 hours to searching for the perfect bikini. haha. Cessa.. tanga!!! haha. di naman ako pinayagan sa Puerto Galera!!!! im sad... huhu. i forgot to get mad at my dad... late reaction ko kasi. grr. tss. I was busy chatting when he told me i couldnt go. so i only said "okay" subconsciously.. *uckity *uck *uck. grr. anyway... goodbye, peasants. i have to uhh&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... think of something else to do&lt;/span&gt;. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! oh! just an extra. for other dark people, try wearing orange(crayon), yellow(pastel), mint green and BLACK!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111262250094777342?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111262250094777342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111262250094777342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111262250094777342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111262250094777342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/baa-sheep-baa.html' title='baa. sheep. baa.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111252926975073320</id><published>2005-04-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T09:59:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>55 km of signs and lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shiznit. The trip to and from Baguio is definitely a literal &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain on the butt&lt;/span&gt;. haha. anyway, i had fun coz it was cold so i had something to do. and that was saying "ang lamig...ang lamig.. ang lamig... ang lamig.. ang lamig" haha. we stayed at Microtel. It smelled sucky. yeah. that's right. it smelled like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;coffee mixed with wet socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. ew. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;House keeping stole my two mint chapstick! o burara lang talaga ako. whatever. still! no more chapstick. :( haha. as if it were the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE POPE IS DEAD??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cool. haha. i mean.. its cool that it took me the whole day to know. It's not cool that he died though. Pray for his soul. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i went to the parlor today. coz my dad told me to get a haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Father(haha. i like calling him that. it sounds funny): Why don't you have a haircut? Close your mouth and fix your hair. Candy ka na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever father!! though i thought he was being pointless, i still went to the parlor. i had a french manicure.. YEAH!! the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kikayness&lt;/span&gt;... hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;More Things on the trip back i thought were significant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. we went through a place called Bamban. Say it over and over again fast. haha. it's fun. Yii!! ginagawa... haha. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BanBan&lt;/span&gt; diba? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. They played "burn-usher" on the radio... memories. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. North Express way is 64 km long. cool huh? bet you didnt know that. and i feel smart.. : NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. We had to slow down because a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;crossed the road. okay... that was weird.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, all the eating is making me feel like a glutton.(spell check) ack. im bloated. im shopping tomorrow! beh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE pray that i'll be allowed to go to puerto galera!!! i badly wanna go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111252926975073320?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111252926975073320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111252926975073320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111252926975073320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111252926975073320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/55-km-of-signs-and-lines.html' title='55 km of signs and lines'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111251373036775423</id><published>2005-04-01T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:39:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aluminum Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;just came home from the concert. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shall blog!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whahahaha!(technically its april 1 already) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning i woke up with the left side of my rib cage.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;swollen&lt;/span&gt;. gross. its like i have a lump on the other side and the other side's ..flat.hahaha. Even more when i inhale. anyway. it's just weird. I think it was from swimming. yeah. i think my other cuts and bruises are from swimming too. :-L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, lets talk about the concert. I went with the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gorgitas&lt;/span&gt; except meg :c aww. anyway, we were at the silver section. mga nasa Gold masunog na kayo! mayaman lang kayo eh. haha. kidding.actually, i kinda had fun! I had more fun with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;simple plan than Avril&lt;/span&gt;. tss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre: *looks at kodigo, goes to mic* &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mahal kow..o shit&lt;/span&gt;. *goes back to look at kodigo* Mahal ko kayo Man&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David- he looks like a member of good charlotte or blink 182 who got lost and ended up with simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebastian- hot. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Drummer guy- hottest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalbo guy- no comment. grow some hair. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt really familiar with the songs of simple plan but Pierre did a great job bringing the crowd.so yeah, i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;*intermission* puro gentext commercial. haha. paulitulit. we counted..6..or 7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril is soo pretty and blonde but she &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suckity suck sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. she was just singing. she was no fun. she wasnt interacting with the crowd so well.but oh well. im a fan. actually all of us were fans so. We, Gorgitas sang. haha. we even hummed the instrumentals of the songs we covered. haha. we were just too familiar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this night's experience, i therefore conclude that.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE SPEND MORE TIME WATCHING TV THAN LISTENING TO MUSIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Because.. No one sang along unless the song had a music video. lame. no one sang to "i always get what i want". : except us. haha. we were supposed to cover that song..kaso nga lang.. haha. ahem... joke! i love that song :D well... actually just the guitar riffs. Kate kept looking at the drummer (with binoculars) to see if she guessed the drum thingy right or if she made a mistake during our performances when we covered avril's songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. grr. bitin! i didn't enjoy avril's performance. haha. I have to sleep. we're going to baguio in 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. i wont be able to blog anymore for the weekend. bye. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*big hug*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111251373036775423?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111251373036775423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111251373036775423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111251373036775423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111251373036775423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/04/aluminum-rocks_01.html' title='Aluminum Rocks'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111219763537659471</id><published>2005-03-30T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:20:54.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, we played billiards(again) Claudia and I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;finally won&lt;/span&gt;. Then we swam until 11pm. Haha. I had so much fun(with Claudia, mariel, Carla, dani+brothers and andy). Claudia, Carla and I were such losers coz we &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn’t dive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. We didn’t know how to and we were afraid. :)) We started out by belly flopping into the water. Which I would rather describe as diving into complete pain. Pain meaning… You can hardly speak afterwards. Haha. The water slapped us. Not a personification! Haha. But after a while..*ahem..2 hours*..we got the hang of it. They say that when I dive, my legs look like a pair of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scissors.&lt;/span&gt; NAKABUKAKA. Haha. Ang panget. And when I put my legs together, I cant do it right. My dad kinda got mad at me coz it was past 11 and I was outside the house..swimming..and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belly flopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into water. I became whiter after swimming. Thanks Chlorine! Haha. Mariel slept over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, mariel told me that my sleeping behavior’s improving. :)) haha. Coz I talk a lot in my sleep, make &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*pfft*&lt;/span&gt; sounds(with my mouth! Not my uhmm..), and totally occupy space. Haha. Anyway, we got up at 12:12pm. Ow. I remember coz duh we woke up to have luch already. Haha. What bums. Then Tere came over with Dani. Tere and Claudia had fun rummaging into my closets. thanks guys for putting my stuff back : haha. Dani and mariel were online-ing. Haha. I… was… playing with the wooden frog that had a stick to make it croak. Interesting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, We went to Claudia’s house again to BILLIARDS. Whatta! Im getting addicted. Haha. Then after that we swam AGAIN. I learned new tricks. Tapos na DIVING(addicting). I learned to do a hand stand(NAKABUKAKA parin.), flip, and put my body against the wall of the pool &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;upside down&lt;/span&gt;. Cool. Haha. Then after that, we played BILLIARDS AGAIN!!! Haha. Oh! What fun! :)) Since we were kinda playing billiards all the time, we decided to make a friendster account. Wow. Haha. TIRIRIT. Tirit. Get it? Haha. I had soo much fun last night and today. Im getting over all that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;since-my-heart’s-broken-im-not-up-for-anything&lt;/span&gt; thing. Haha. Although, I kinda acted bitchy today. But that’s gonna change in approximately 17 hours. Haha. Tomorrow’s the Avril Concert. Wee! Something to do! Then were going to Baguio. Yey! I wont get &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;rotten&lt;/span&gt; for a week mehn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111219763537659471?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111219763537659471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111219763537659471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111219763537659471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111219763537659471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/remedy_30.html' title='Remedy'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111206800079216020</id><published>2005-03-29T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T11:47:54.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>general clean-up day</title><content type='html'>ack. i slept at around 2am already. and woke with the same feeling. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is my heart--&gt; @&lt;/3&lt;&gt;. &lt;span style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;my heart was crushed by a mortar and pestle, scrambled by a beater and fed to a stray dog. haha. joke lang. anyway, *thinking of something to say* there's nothing more to say. tae. eat. ate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eating is more fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;than getting your heart broken so im just gonna eat. haha. whayya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111206800079216020?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111206800079216020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111206800079216020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111206800079216020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111206800079216020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/general-clean-up-day.html' title='general clean-up day'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111202903622872215</id><published>2005-03-29T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:19:44.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant sleep part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the morning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cleaned up my "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gorgeous garbage&lt;/span&gt;". haha. we threw away some of my mom's stuff. it was like a symbolism of throwing her away. hahaha. joke lang. then, i got all my lil sisters' clips and trinkets. they're mine now! haha. now i have clips that are as big as my fingernails that are in pastel colors. cool. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My night started good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we had the year end party at filinvest. i wouldn't say it was great. but there was alcohol. soo what the heck. let me just say that this night was Bisyo night. haha. joke lang. i did something wrong. pero heaven eh. but i promise not to do it EVER again. we played "i've never". i drank when tracy said i've never smoked marijuana. i don't know why. but i've never smoked pot!!! i went home early coz there wasnt enough food. i got hungry. i had fun anyways. great night... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and it just had to be ruined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++ dear heart,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;i met a boy today prepare to be shattered&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a boy just broke my heart. tonight, you are shattered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*insert broken heart here*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant sleep. time check: 12:29am. ack. grabe. i found out something that totally broke my heart. i know were just friends but i liked this guy because i enjoyed whenever i was with him and he makes me laugh a lot. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know why i got hurt so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and now im crying. it wasn't like he was special to me and all....well i do like him. its just that i've never expressed it. ahhh,screw it. what can i do anyway. i'll just keep smiling and continue cracking jokes. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he won't notice a thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. heck. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he could be reading this and not know that he's the guy&lt;/span&gt;. aha,tanga! haha. joke. im so unlucky. *blink, blink* ow. my eyes hurt(from crying. duh.) haha. .......aw. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i liked this guy pa naman SOO much&lt;/span&gt;. why does the same thing happen to me all the time? haha. 4 months i've wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;what my friends say: "ok lang yan, marami pa naman jang iba eh"(or something like that). well that's not it! *searching for reason* pero basta... ehh..ill just sing. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can't breathe, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;no I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im barely hanging on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, once again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im torn into pieces&lt;/strong&gt;, can't deny it, can't pretend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just thought you were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken up, deep inside &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind these&lt;s&gt; hazel&lt;/s&gt; dark brown eyes. :))&lt;/span&gt; (sponsored by Jio. Thanks! and mara and Jerht too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;see.. im laughing again. i can't stop laughing. i'll be alright. sometime. haha. nextime. hangtime. overtime. whatsthetime. ahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;time check: 1:16am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;im still not asleep. i dont blog that long. i just edited this entry coz there's nothing left to do. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111202903622872215?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111202903622872215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111202903622872215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111202903622872215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111202903622872215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cant-sleep-part-2.html' title='i cant sleep part 2'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111193089144416623</id><published>2005-03-27T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:00:15.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a list of all hot strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;not all are strangers though. i know the names of some but were not introduced. i just ask people. and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;by the way, highway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thats not considered as stalking according to.. me. haha. moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. 3 o'clock guy (sponsored by kaira pena)- seen at rivermaya concert at celeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*2. C. Togar- Mcdo and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MCHS events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Everywhere Guy- practically everywhere. Ballet Center and concerts of amateur bands; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guitarist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Twin 1- concerts of amateur bands; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drummer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Twin 2- concerts of amateur bands; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guitarist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Short Bad Guy-yeah i know bad description; MCHS events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*7. Ngongo- &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*8. Oyo Boy- Mcdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i could get killed for doing this. but what are the chances of people finding out. its not like the whole world is reading my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111193089144416623?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111193089144416623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111193089144416623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111193089144416623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111193089144416623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/list-of-all-hot-strangers.html' title='a list of all hot strangers'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111191390310141980</id><published>2005-03-27T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T16:58:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a cell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="my pet!" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGY4MDQ3MCZjbj1wcmluY2VzcyB6ZWJyYSZhbj1wcmluY2Vzc2E=.png" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Princess Zebra. Yah. I know its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coz its a pink tiger. anyway, im assigning her head of Knights of the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Round Table of Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. okay. weird. Anyway, Ive been here at home the whole day just infront of the PC. Argh. Its soo &lt;u&gt;boring&lt;/u&gt;. haha. I was planning to go to Shang. but noo. haha. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jio de Leon: &lt;em&gt;kasi parang si ------ and you, tingin ni ------ sayo kaibigan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This hurt me :(( haha. Well, it's true. i didn't expect that he would feel the same way...but i didn't really think about that much. but when Jio said it. its.. uhh.. lalang.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aray.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. anyway. it's sooo damn hot. Were gonna go to church in like.. 15 minutes. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LAYOUT IS FINALLY DONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehe. anyway. this blog entry is sooo boring. just like the day i had. but i did learn some interesting facts. haha. intriga... haha. Happy Easter. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*insert easter bunny here*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111191390310141980?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111191390310141980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111191390310141980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111191390310141980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111191390310141980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-cell.html' title='In a cell'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111184670465498097</id><published>2005-03-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:18:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;im kinda having a major &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;headache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. well. i always do. i can't friggin sleep. so i got the laptop so i can blog while lying down. what a bum. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++ dear heart, i met a boy today. prepare to shatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you like someone, it's amazing how that person has no idea that you're thinking of him/her. Especially when that person barely knows you and you think of him/her so much. haha. wala lang. i just think its weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punk Rock Princess- Something Corporate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could be my punk rock princess I could be your &lt;strong&gt;garage band king&lt;/strong&gt; You could tell me how you just dont fit in And how your gonna be something. ++&lt;/em&gt;guitarists and drummers are soo hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;im soo amazed by this song. Juicy fruit, wala lang!(its fun saying that. try it. oh! and Hotdog too, in a texan accent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, back to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why i couldn't sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... i can't stop thinking about this guy. now, this is a very &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;discreet &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no one actually knows about it. (cool huh? to think that i have such a big mouth) And no one can guess. yeah. that's why i couldn't sleep coz i haven't told anyone yet. And that's because a lot know him. i wanna explode. haha. wtf. i hope it just goes away. But &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i badly wanna see him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111184670465498097?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111184670465498097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111184670465498097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111184670465498097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111184670465498097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cant-sleep.html' title='i cant sleep'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111183677356529278</id><published>2005-03-26T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:35:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>royal sucky problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is so sucky. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the pictures wont show up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grr. setting that aside, all those who like my new layout, raise your left leg and sing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jumbo Hotdog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. *people raise their left leg and sing Jumbo Hotdog* yey! i've been sitting on my desk from 12.30 to 5.30 finishing this layout. actually this is like, version 2. coz i kept doing the background all over again coz i couldn't get contented. that guitar behind what you're reading, is my dream guitar. wala lang. sharing. its a daisy rock guitar. Skye Sweetnam uses a &lt;a href="http://www.daisyrock.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daisy rock guitar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;in her video, One. grr. She has one! the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one. anyway, because of this layout i didn't get to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clean up my Gorgeous Garbage!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (flashback)&lt;flashback&gt;Dad: Baneng! come here,*points at very cluttered bodega(you can't even see the floor)* This is your Gorgeous Garbage. I want you to clean this up, ha?(end flashback) &lt;/flashback&gt;haha. i still didn't clean it up. haha. I wanna go out shopping. but my dad wants go to Greenhills tomorrow. Well, i can shop there too! haha. But i don't want to spend money pa. anyway, im still rotting here at home. i badly want to go out. Last thing i wanna share, We got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lotsa mosquito bites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uicy fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, wala lang! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111183677356529278?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111183677356529278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111183677356529278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111183677356529278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111183677356529278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/royal-sucky-problem.html' title='royal sucky problem'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111172818079128206</id><published>2005-03-25T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:08:37.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover. oversleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th(thursday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday in the afternoon, we hiked up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Rocky Mountain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a mountain made up only of gravel. im serious. we kept throwing stones at some areas of it so there would be "avalanges". (tama ba spelling) haha. anyway, then carla and mariel came and we went to claudia's house. wee! We played&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;billiards. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Claudia and i rocked. haha. kidding. we lost. sucky! then we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slept over. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We kept gossiping until...almost 2. haha. well not all were gossips. some were facts. haha. thanks Claudia! Anyway, today, Dani drew a picture of me on my white board. i had a crown and a whip and i had slaves bowing to me. im not that mean. well, whatever, im still a &lt;strong&gt;Princess. &lt;/strong&gt;We went to Sam(Nadela)'s house thinking she would have a basketball that we could borrow. Sam showed us her hamsters and their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gummi bear-like offspring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. The mom and dad were fighting and biting each other while the babies were sucking milk or whatever under the mom. I screamed...hahahahahaha!! We ended up playing billiards. oh! oh! before that, we ate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caramel Popcorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!! While we were playing, David(sam's bro) and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hell-on-earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Justin,Sam's evil cousin) came and tormented us. Yeah right! i couldn't help but come back at Justin everytime he said an insult! Anyway, we had dinner at Sam's place. hihi. Thanks Sam! ahem.. back to the story.. David kept offering me the Goodies n Sweets chocolate cake with caramel(my favorite). But i kept saying no. but whatever i still ended up eating part of it. haha. I slept at Dani's with Mariel. haha. 2 straight nights. i haven't come home yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th(Good Friday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We woke up at 10. haha. Grabe!!! It was soooo cold last night. uber &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; AC! grr. haha. we all woke up coz it was cold. I dreamt of someone. weird. haha. We played video games on the Game Cube. I suck! im such a bad driver. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Extras: I found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Royal Jelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; (shower gel) in our bathroom. haha. cool. I miss Jio! Ym buddy. haha! &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111172818079128206?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111172818079128206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111172818079128206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111172818079128206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111172818079128206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/sleepover-oversleep.html' title='sleepover. oversleep.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111154925781025688</id><published>2005-03-23T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T11:40:57.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, i shopped. meaning, i cashed out. no more money!!! i can't stop shopping. grr. i still want to shop. i know exactly what i want right now. i really want to go to shang. right NOW. oh well. if only i could drive. im in love with my new pants. haha. shallow&lt;em&gt;ness.&lt;/em&gt;anyway, i realized it's better not having a love life. i concentrate on my shopping (and eating) more. haha. summer has only begun and im rotting!!! there's nothing to do. my cold and cough compell me to sleep rather early. every night i have this drill going through my head. back to the point(that is if im making one. labo) i sleep early, i wake up early.. with nothing to do!! im dying of boredom. here's my theory: boredom-depression-insanity-medicine-overdose-death. see! you can die!! i want a summer job. i want to earn my money back. the mall stole my money! haha. sinisi. hmm. im thinking i wanna go to the beach NOW. haha. kidding. that reminds me. (Kaira Pena! i know you will be reading this. Question: matutuloy ba tayo? kating kati na ako magbeach!) okay. no more concerts. no more friends. haha. joke. i badly wanna go out. but i already did yesterday. shoot! i missed one tree hill. NOOO!! anyway. there's a replay on monday at 2pm. oh the agony of waiting. ahaha. ang drama. now, i want to go to eastwood. wee! and eat. haha. then shop. i finished watching friends already. meaning season 1-9. (Sinong my ten? Borrow DVD.) what else is there to do? ubusin ko na lang kaya yung CSI. oh well. There is nothing to do. (Post a comment on what i can do) Its fun cooking scrambled eggs. haha. wala lang. un lang alam kong lutuin. what a shame my brother cooks better than me. not that he's gay. he just loves food. ahem. haha. yey! its lunch already! im gonna eat now. fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111154925781025688?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111154925781025688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111154925781025688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111154925781025688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111154925781025688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/shopaholic.html' title='shopaholic'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111131702700070300</id><published>2005-03-20T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:35:25.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumbum</title><content type='html'>11(friday)- i went to MI's second concert for the year. haha. im afraid of elevators. haha. i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;16- 18 exams- grr. i was sick(well i still am) i had to go to school. baka lang. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. yey! let's talk about the fresh night! wee! kate and i went to her house first since it was half day and we had to be at albergus at around 2 to help around and practice. but noooo... since the clouds decided to let go of water, it rained and caused traffic... and caused us time! we arrived at albergus at 4.18 whoopie! ang saya saya (jologs) haha. we still had time for sound check though. anyway, after settling stuff, billie invited us to her house so we can change and tune our guitars. thanks billie! then we went back to albergus. haha. i had fun at the entrance. i was a human garret. aha. wala lang. then... i started stamping people. haha. then thanks to fire lane they werent on time!!!! we had to play first!!!(sarcastic... obviously) grr!! talk about my heart jumping off to china. hehe. believe it or not we raised 20+k in an hour. whoohoo! haha. anyway, in the "room" we met parokya. we wanted to have our pic taken with dindin but chito wanted to be part of the pic too. BETTER!! haha. i got to talk to marc. and out of nowhere he kissed my hand. ANYTIME, marc! haha. kidding. i know i sound cheap for saying all this. but i cant help but get starstruck. at least i dont show it. haha. oh yeah! Shirley rocked too! cool. uhh.. what else... uhhh.. lea, mariel and jlee slept over at my house. wee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111131702700070300?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111131702700070300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111131702700070300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111131702700070300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111131702700070300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/bumbum.html' title='bumbum'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-111037281924950443</id><published>2005-03-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T20:53:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ika-5 ng marso- ballet recital. whatta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ika-7 ng marso- band praktis. kami lang ni kate. funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ika-8 ng marso, kami ay nag praktis sa banda. ai tae. ang hirap. *ahem* when we got to Bignay, we went across the street to buy green mangoes.. with bagoong.. whatta! the joy that 5 pesos brings... haayy... haha. although nakagat ko ung sili!!!.. grr. isa sa mga pagsubok sa buhay. haha. band praktis.. wala si den&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ika-9 ng marso- walang kamatayang band praktis. anak ng tipaklong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ai alm nio ba?? im sick.. :( haha. i slept in the clinic. but i woke up to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(check-up sa mata)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nurse: line 6 please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;student: d...e....t...p...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nurse: line 7 please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;student: e...f....m...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;tae ng pusa... haha. pauliulit... :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-111037281924950443?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/111037281924950443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=111037281924950443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111037281924950443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/111037281924950443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-rest.html' title='no rest'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110985204616113315</id><published>2005-03-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:14:06.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i tripped. again. and again.. uhh. and again.</title><content type='html'>last night i couldnt sleep coz my foot was painful. it was a bit swollen. i slept with a pillow under my left foot. weird. haha. oh yeah. i tripped first on my right foot just before going to bed. so both hurt. haha.  then at dismissal time, i tripped again on my right foot. then on my right foot again. then on my left. now, it hurts like hell. oh yeah! i still went on pointes during ballet. o! san ka pa!! haha. kts. grabe. i hate it when people are just do inconsiderate and very ungrateful. tss. i really hate hating people. but i can't help it if they answer very impolitely. burn!!!! haha. kidding that would be... plain evil. hehe. im so nervous about monday's drama presentation. tsch. i still have to learn how to cry. tsch. i dont want to let my group down. at least i care. kts. haha. im missing someone. haha. jio knows who. he's psychic. not.... haha. anyway, i hope to get this weekend over with. i wanna retire as a villager-turned-dying-swan-then-resurrects-into-a-villager-again. this saturday is our recital. and we still havta prac our drama in the morning.. wha!!! morning meaning 6. : drr. my tita(substitute mother) and my cousin are comin here tomorrow. yey. i cant wait to buy my new guitar. haha. anyway, that's all for today... tonight? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110985204616113315?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110985204616113315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110985204616113315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110985204616113315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110985204616113315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-tripped-again-and-again-uhh-and.html' title='i tripped. again. and again.. uhh. and again.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110968505498956196</id><published>2005-03-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:50:54.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are just mean people. well, i am too. but when people are mean first. labo. i just can't stand them anymore especially when they get all bossy and think they're so smart when in fact they're not coz they think that people don't know what they're saying but people are just plain smarter than them. tsk tsk. message: hey. you. meaning you as in one or many. haha. the prank you pulled is so fifth grade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;aw. im mean again. to one of the *toot* of you, im sorry, the remaining *toot*  im not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;grabe this entry is like. so conio pare. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110968505498956196?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110968505498956196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110968505498956196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110968505498956196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110968505498956196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/03/bitch-fit.html' title='bitch fit'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110949507909455327</id><published>2005-02-27T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:04:39.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whayya</title><content type='html'>anyway. this day is so boring it made me scream out of frustration coz i had nothing to do. funny. my smart points: 1. aww. nabawasan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;in the grocery...&lt;br /&gt;dad: Neng!(handing me a bottle of zonrox)&lt;br /&gt;me: o! bakit to? may bleach? ung wala ung kunin mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tanga ko...haha. tide pala ung iniisip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have a new layout by the end of march haha. scheduled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110949507909455327?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110949507909455327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110949507909455327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110949507909455327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110949507909455327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/whayya.html' title='whayya'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110942410912598771</id><published>2005-02-26T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T21:21:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish you knew</title><content type='html'>the party was good. hehe. happy bday mariz. i went home at 1. well, it's not my fault i dont have a curfew.  i really didnt like the people there till the end of the night. coz.. it was uncomfortable being around *cough, cough* haha. i talked to practically everyone, except...un. haha. everyone was drinking. haha. fun. there was nooo water around excpet when a few started barfing. :)) why'd they get drunk anyway, while some were drunk, i took advantage and talked and poked and slapped them. haha. funny. mara was pink. i was uhh.. cessa. ahaha. i had a crush on someone. well i thought he was cute. he was drunk anyway. eventhough he repeated my name like, thrice, he wouldn't remember. he was out by the end of the night. haha. the cutest drunk person last night was Jlee. haha. anyway, that was it last night. well technically, that was earlier today. :)) anyway, today, we finished the PE shit early. by 3, everyone was gone then at 4, yvet came. wow. yvet aga mo ah! haha. after that, we(dani, yvet,andy) played bbal. then i met more people here, and learned more too. haha. then i swam at 7.30, and now, my eyes hurt. connection. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110942410912598771?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110942410912598771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110942410912598771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110942410912598771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110942410912598771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-wish-you-knew.html' title='i wish you knew'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110877953299937603</id><published>2005-02-19T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T10:18:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freak out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;haaay. at last. no more matinee shows, no more 7.3o. ack. im still tired. and i still have to go to the family day, since we gotta dance. ack. anyway, yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;at 4.00- i found out that kate couldn't come to the concert(panic! 4 hours to go.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.20- on my way home with kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.30- "meg bat pa kayo pupunta dito? eh pupunta rin naman tayong ateneo. daanan nlng namin kayo sa mcdo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.00-ligo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.35- "asan na kaya sila meg?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.45-"gutom ako" (alis na)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.58- drive-through(mcdo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.02- drive through. anong petsa na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.10- the band gets in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.20- Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;kinulit pa tuloy namin si enzo. kala namin wala kaming drummer. hehe. turns out pwede pala si kate! yey! we were practicing in a dark area beside hayes hall. haha. then we got our stamps. im IMPORTANT. haha. and you're only CONFIDENTIAL. im sorry it just feels good to be important. joke lang. aliw ung stamp eh. :)) we were all in the bathroom before our set and they were already looking for us. haha! it was good. yeah. good lang. haha. joke lang. after we performed, uh, i sat down with diethe, jio, mara(for a while), janica, kai, and freesia. haha. ang funny, nung may nagflash na ilaw sa part ng room, jio and i looked up at the egg container thingy covered ceiling. haha. then we were playing with the pillows much as we were grabbing it from each other. haha. anyway, the whole day was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110877953299937603?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110877953299937603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110877953299937603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110877953299937603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110877953299937603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/freak-out.html' title='freak out.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110828975018325431</id><published>2005-02-13T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:15:50.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>last friday we had ballet. sucky. we didn't have classes but i still had to goto school. we (MB) met at mcdo. then we took trikes to get to mc. :) anyway. i never thought ballet, such a graceful thing, could kill you. haha. we had late lunch, plus our feet hurt coz, think about supporting your whole body weight with just your big toe, plus you're dancing. eff. haha. after ballet, i was planning to take a trike to natio. but then again, there were no trikes at all. ack. i had to take the friendship bridge to get to the AHS "paradahan" hehe. then, i went to natio. hehe. i was really tired dancing for 6 hours and i had nothin to drink i felt like i was gonna faint in natio. :)) i was really pissed that it took my dad 2 hours to fetch me. ack. i was alone. i went to natio. alone. i sat at starbucks. alone. i went to beauty bar. alone. i laughed. alone. haha. anyway. when i got to the car, i immediately lied down. i was feeling sick. and i felt sickER when the car moved. what a sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;i spent 60% on watching tv 20% eating 15% chatting 4.5% talking and .5 % in the bathroom. haha. what a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hey. that's today. :)) after going to church, we ate at the old spag house again. then i walked to bench fix. and got a foot spa and pedicure, once again, alone. haha. i couldn't stand the pain anymore when i go on pointes. [for those who live on planet earth: pointes. &lt;em&gt;n.&lt;/em&gt; 1.shoes ballerinas are asked to wear made out of hard shit. 2. an instrument of torture that make your toes turn crusty black(mine aren't though) 3. the pain it gives will definitely make you curse] anyway, after that, my dad and i went to galle. haha. i bought new chucks. horay. and my dad was looking for new pants coz he got really freakin thin. haha. then we went home : oh yeah. my room's a pig sty. well it already has been for 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110828975018325431?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110828975018325431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110828975018325431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110828975018325431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110828975018325431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110778149481618098</id><published>2005-02-07T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:04:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schizopherenia, fat and fugly days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ack. our band auditions... haaay. i dunno. anyway. we're in the pre-elims. drr. they chose 12 out of 25 but they still have to remove two!! no!!... ack. but i still hope we're in. hehe. ow. my face is itchy. drr. facial wash. itchy itchy. these days have been my fat and fugly days. i dunno. but there are really days when you feel so fat. drr. haha. yesterday, we watched the fockers. haha. Ash hooool. hehe. cute. haha. i didnt get to buy my friggin chucks yet. drr. nor did i buy a book. ugh. i was just confused. i wanted to buy so many books. haha. anyway. i want the seance, mondays are red, the sorority... i did'nt continue reading the series of gossip girl anymore. its only one of those "im a bitch in HS where there's sex and drugs" books. ack. we had ballet kanina : im a jester, this year. mama L did'nt think i smiled much for a jester so she thought of making me hop on pointes as entrance would help. yeah riiiight. stepping on my big toe with my whole body weight on it would really help. haha. but i was laughing despite the pain. I am so sadistic. even to myself. haha. anyway, we ate at the old spaghetti house i didnt even know it existed in Katips. haha. it's really good. :) on the way home, i mean, we were inside LGV already, my bro got on the wheel, and TG im still alive. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110778149481618098?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110778149481618098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110778149481618098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110778149481618098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110778149481618098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/schizopherenia-fat-and-fugly-days.html' title='schizopherenia, fat and fugly days'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110734854703407886</id><published>2005-02-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T20:49:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil miss attitude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning, i again ate bfast in the classroom 10 minutes before the bell. hehe. time management. :) anyway, during homeroom class, all those who were failing, or something were asked to stand up to find a seat and get a seat in front. ack. i had to move back. :( i already liked my place. drr. anyway, during bally rehearsal, this girl(6 yrs. old) named alex was soo cute and not to mention... tadtaran ng kulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alex: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;alex: what's that on your arm? a sticker? a tatoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: its a tatoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;alex: i saw you dance. you were great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: thank you, i didn't get to see you dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;alex: riiiight.(hey kid that's my line)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*cessa laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;alex: okay wait right there, i have to go practice my moves(btw, whose older again? are you an HS cheerleader stuck in a child's body??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. lil girl with attitude. :)) hehe. tonight i got a weird phone call. :)) not funny at all. i first suspected kev. haha. sorry kev.:) hehe. &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110734854703407886?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110734854703407886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110734854703407886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110734854703407886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110734854703407886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/lil-miss-attitude.html' title='lil miss attitude.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110725706649302167</id><published>2005-02-01T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:24:26.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kung hei fatchoy maempacho ka sa tikoy</title><content type='html'>that's what my dad always says every chinese new year. haha. tikoy-giving season. haha. i was at kate's house for band prac. we had tikoy for snacks. it tasted good. really. but i wanted to barf afterwards. (kate, its not your tikoy. its me) haha. anyway, here's our next line-up. hehe. joke lang. di ko sasabihin. :) haha. as if gusto niyo malaman. its sucky coz its an all band acoustic setup. rocking reduced to minimum level. : haha. saves us a lot of time though. :) hehe. oh my tikoy, is this me? im starting to see the bright side of things *gasp* haha. britney is so mean. haha. anyway, (jio: im happy. haha. and im weird too. :)) ) im listening to maria mena. she's so cool. haha. wee. haha. there's not much to say though. this day was kinda boring. i was a bit nuts today too. coz im just soo happy. haha. drowning in happiness. haha. cessa. anong pautot yan. haha. anyway, i gotta go. Kikay: "not to have lived in new york is not to have lived at all" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110725706649302167?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110725706649302167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110725706649302167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110725706649302167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110725706649302167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/02/kung-hei-fatchoy-maempacho-ka-sa-tikoy.html' title='kung hei fatchoy maempacho ka sa tikoy'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110708780063634207</id><published>2005-01-30T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:23:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mosaic</title><content type='html'>flo picked me up at 3. then we went to mc to pick panjee up then we went to the fair at. uh? 4. dit asked me to go there at 5. then i only found out from gelo they left. and they'll be back after 7. haha. funny. ok so all i could do was kill time by drinking tropicana. or i could've just killed myself. joke. i was kinda upset. but when they came i didn't act like it. haha. it's ok anyway. when flo and i were in outside the ladie's room, a guy passed by us running with a tray of plastic cups filled with tropicana. i didn't mind that. but when i saw the girl from the tropicana stand in a mini run after him a few seconds later i laughed hard. well. i was in my head. :)) funny. mosaic was part sucky and part happy. haha. MYMP was there. haha. i wanted to sing but i was shy. not! haha. my bro and i went home at 12. haha. i found him asleep in his monoblock chair. haha. anyway, so much for my sucky life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110708780063634207?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110708780063634207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110708780063634207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708780063634207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708780063634207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/mosaic.html' title='mosaic'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110708302331571426</id><published>2005-01-30T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:06:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditching the Dry Run</title><content type='html'>ack. speech fest is over. haha. and we didn't win. haha. its great though i dont feel bad. no one cried. haha. yey. halfday. then kai and i ditched the dry run. haha. i don't wanna practice native dances. besides, i dont have my bahag yet. haha. there was this new guard who stopped us at the gate. drr. he doesn't know us yet. hello? we commute let us pass. labo ko. anyway, while walking on the sidewalk, a bunch of ateneans were across the street in ardz. some faces were family. haha. then suddenly one guy waved. the kaira said "toot, si james". hi james. i didn't say hi that time. i don't know why. kasi siguro nanggago lang. haha. funny. anyway, kai and i decided to walk home. haha. an hour of calf and foot pain. ack. we got home, took a bath, curled our hair haha. and walked again then took a cab. luckily one passed by. wee. haha. we arrived there(at the fair) and we saw betang and alex. we didn't go to the rivermaya concert anymore. coz the venue sucked. the cersa show. yeah right. grr. so we just watched resolution. haha. i watched with dit, kai and gelo. haha. jio etc. were infront of us. :) hehe. we watched gio dance. haha. :)) sayawatha won the dance comp. wee? well. my brother didn't come back. thanks for leaving me. haha. jio, kai and gelo went home. boo. i was left with dit. and we watched the incredibles i was telling him that it was a good thing that the incredibles don't fall because of their enormous heads. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110708302331571426?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110708302331571426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110708302331571426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708302331571426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708302331571426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/ditching-dry-run.html' title='Ditching the Dry Run'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110708221930682701</id><published>2005-01-27T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T18:50:19.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i slept over at janica's together with mariel. haha. mara couldn't. her parents got mad. aww. anyway, we woke up later than expected we were supposed to be the first one's in school. not the last one's so we could sit at the back of the bus. not higad. ack. haha. anyway. the field trip was kinda stupid. educational yeah. still stupid. haha. we visited Museo De Lasalle. haha. bahay na bato. the museum inspired byh the house of the illustrados. haha. it was beautiful. it made me wish i was a muchacha. haha. not.  we arrived at miriam at 5? wah? drr. sucky sucky field trip. haha. i left my wallet at the bus. :)) i kinda dont feel like blogging about this day. coz all in all, generally, mainly, sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110708221930682701?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110708221930682701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110708221930682701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708221930682701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110708221930682701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/everything-that-rocks.html' title='Everything that rocks'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110673722181353904</id><published>2005-01-26T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:03:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep over</title><content type='html'>yesterday i was a bit nutso. hehe. as in nutso. haha. i was quite mad at Satan but i could'nt coz something was wrong with me and just kept laughing. haha. grabe. some days are just so depressing they make you nuts. During science(yesterday) i kept saying lines such as "oo nlng tayong lahat. YEY!" haha. anyway, so yesterday haven't you heard that im gonna be ok. :)) anyway, today, i brought 2 bags. im gonna sleep over at janica's house. wee. we've already gone to mcdo(where we saw yael and some other actor), janica's house, write place, and some other uncharted place. we were supposed to go here(Happy i-net caf) but we got lost. Janica got disoriented. :)) anyway, tomorrow's our field trip. palakpakan haha. we're gonna go to biak na bato, bahay na bato and everything else that rocks. haha. joke. anyway, Mikel Campos is uber cute. haha. haha. o btw, im Kikay the main character of our 15-page group drama. : funny. grr. haha. i can do this. wee. just say no. just do it. huh. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110673722181353904?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110673722181353904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110673722181353904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110673722181353904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110673722181353904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/sleep-over.html' title='sleep over'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110657251993382039</id><published>2005-01-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T21:15:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constellation Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night was fun we had mass in the AHS chapel as the finishing of my bro's retreat. God loves me so much. haha. How could i have known that Comar Togar was gonna be there? *faint* joke. haha. i got to laugh at my brother and others(including my crushes) scream "i love my family" one by one. haha. talk about free entertainment. whoa. anyway, today i woke up at 10.30.and after a while dani was at the gate. i let her in we went online. haha. then we went to sab's house, then to claudia's house then we went to the court then after a while andy went out of her house. cool. lots of us. ehehe. then Gr 7 ateneans came whom i thought were seniors. haha. kapal ng muka nila. haha. anyway. we had water wars. funny. i got wet. : i had a lot of fun. i was out till 7.30. haha. we (dani, sab and i) spent the late afternoon "girl talking" haha. Miggy and sam were playing with my hair. : they were so amazed of my hair. and i can;t see why. they kept laughing everytime they created a new style. i braided dani's hair. and i braided mine too. by myself. : isnt that sad? haha. 6-ish, i started to lie down on the floor. of the court. haha. dirty, but who cares? we looked at the stars. etc. then i spotted a shooting star and we had to halt our girl talking for a while to wish. lame isnt it. haha. but whatever. congratulate me. coz i found the small dipper and orion. haha. orion. not only his belt. :)) wee. haha. im all itchy and stuff after those basketball games and rolling on asphalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110657251993382039?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110657251993382039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110657251993382039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110657251993382039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110657251993382039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/constellation-court.html' title='Constellation Court'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110645586977785503</id><published>2005-01-22T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T12:51:09.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime i eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was kinda bummed out having to wake up early on a saturday. speech fest practice again. : as usual no one was there on time. after the headstands, rolling on the floor, playing with guitar distortion, we practiced, and the piece was done. amen. though, it still needs polishing. :) after the practice. kai got lost etc. then i got so frustrated. blah blah. but whatever coz after all that, i still had a concert to watch. the first part was all acoustic-y. zzzz. i swear i was soo sleepy. cheddar and i had soo much side comments everytime the artist would talk. haha. we were uber noisy. haha. we kept on thinking of stuff to piss people of during the fresh night. :)) jimmy is gay. paolo is funny. nina is so much slimmer in person, and nyoy is just nyoy. so while nina was singing, i decided to eat since nyoy was coming up. i don't want to watch his act anyway. kai and ate ayla were with me, we were eating dry blazing burger and drinking nescafe ice to keep us up. anyway, while we were eating slash laughing, i saw mike elgar(rivermaya guitarist) who was kinda lost. thank god we were the only one's eating at that time. sorta. i said hi. he said hi back. haha. lucky me noodles. he's so cute. haha. after that, we went back inside. since we were seated at the the 2nd level and at the far back(eventhough our tickets say orchestra), we tried to go down and escape from security just to get to the stage. haha. we only payed 350 and the people infront payed 500. haha. when rivermaya went onstage the people started screaming. duh. i was infront of the stage as in harap. waah. i wasn't really there to sing i was there for mike. haha. and rico. i just sang during choruses and kisapmata. anyway, during the soundcheck, mike went to our spot. and pointed at me and smiled. aw. he remembered me. haha. it feels good to be recognized. waah. anyway, he looked at me again and laughed coz rico sang Time after Time. and i was singing the the whole thing when all the other people only sang during "time after time". haha. he also smiled when i gave a "whatever" look when rico said "pasalamatan natin ang parents natin dahil pinayagan nila tayo" : haha. of all the concerts i went too. i didn't act like a die hard fan though. with cheddar screaming "i love you, Rico", "shet, ang gwapo mo", "pakasal tayo" i preferred saying "go mike" and i turn around after he looks at me so he wont see how i react. nakakahiya kasi. haha. :)) i don't like acting like they're not people coz they are. after the concert, we got to meet them and we invited them to our fresh night to play. yipee. Rico gave us the number of their manager. why can't he just give us his number? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110645586977785503?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110645586977785503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110645586977785503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110645586977785503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110645586977785503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/everytime-i-eat.html' title='Everytime i eat'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110621698841505832</id><published>2005-01-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T18:29:48.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unabsorbent sponge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant think. eversince tuesday. so technically, i haven't absorbed anything from any of my classes since wednesday(except sci though) i don't know why. grr. all i do is pull my hair. see, im going nuts. ugh! and during lunch, we were practicing for speechfest. i was just sitting under the ledge of the bboard, wearing my jacket infront, listening to my ipod, trying to sleep. though, i wasn't all that asleep, it took such a long time for me to realize that Tinne was trying to get a hundred out of my pocket. by that time she already had my gtec( so, that would make her take 160 pesos. haha.)Also, a lot have made my lap into a pillow. thanks guys. haha. anyway. im part of the fresh com. panic. haha. anyway, im incharge of the band shit. and program. anyway, i asked my dad for tips on semi formal wear. haha. funny. i hope im not turning him gay though. he'll just have to be my father-slash-mother from now on. :)) well, its fun shopping alone. :)) he's gonna give me money again. :) hehe. o joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110621698841505832?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110621698841505832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110621698841505832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110621698841505832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110621698841505832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/unabsorbent-sponge.html' title='unabsorbent sponge'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110613180270794022</id><published>2005-01-19T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T18:50:02.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ow. my knee. ow my knuckles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw him in the morning. haha. weird though. anyway, my knuckles hurt. from yesterday. i was in a bad mood. so i kept punching the walls. well at least i found out our wall are not entirely made up of wood. haha. anyway, i was to represent 1-9(along with joni) in the art contest about good citizenship. haha. we drew a wall and in each brick were the people of the philippines but it was like vandalism and shit. (Dr. Dre,(doctor) Atty. Yeo(attorney), Mr. Prezident, Ate Glow, Boy loves Inday(to represent boys and maids), ADMU, MC, UP(youth), Boss(drivers), Sir loves Maam, Prof Carlo, Titzer(teachers) then the slogan read, "Good citizenship can build a wall that never could make this country fall" haha. because of that art thing i was late for ballet. good. haha. i didn't hurry anyway, i wasn't in the mood to dance. i was sleepy, since i stretched and yawned during third period. zzzz. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110613180270794022?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110613180270794022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110613180270794022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110613180270794022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110613180270794022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/ow-my-knee-ow-my-knuckles.html' title='ow. my knee. ow my knuckles.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110613108189141807</id><published>2005-01-19T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T18:38:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night splashing and human chess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;dani, kai, lea and i went to my house after school. i kinda hated dani for a while coz she was too rough, and i didn't know she was sensitive. my jokes were too much for her. but for me and mara, it'd be a normal conversation. so i really didn't know. then she said i've hurt a lot of people already. the lea seconded it by saying oo nga. real nice. i hated them for that coz they know im really have a hard time right now. but i hated myself too. so i promised them i would'nt make a joke. and i would be serious. although, they i still make them laugh. idon't know why. even if i keep quiet. is something wrong with my face? haha. but i was really mad and sarcastic. i wasn;t mad at kai though. she was really nice and hugged me. :) dani is just as depressed as i am. we don't cry much. that's why were nuts. haha. really. if you don't cry, you'll go nuts. i really really want to be my old self. anyway, when i started my "serious thing", they call me mean stuff, like tanga! ampota. what do you really want? i was really moody in the afternoon. coz lea should'nt have been making me feel worse. : anyway, when lea left, dani, kai and i ordered from mcdo. kai:"basta ako ches burger!" :)) funny. then, we just kept telling stories while waiting. then we kept on laughing. it was really a challenge. haha. we were eating! i hate drinking while laughing. :)) anyway, after that, we played ball with gio(mini pancho, i swear), miggy(uber cute, handsome, 3rd grade, could star in troy) haha. then we waded our feet in the pool. : then we got wet. : haha. we were having a water fight with gio and miggy. then we played human chess. though, there were only 2 pieces. :)) me, horse. miggy, bishop/pawn/king-queen. haha. so he's just practically running around, while im trying to catch him by running in L's. haha. i really looked stupid. then we played langit lupa. :)) tiring. day. haha. we played from 7-9. then after that it was time to drop kai off at mcdo. hehe. then i went to sleep. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110613108189141807?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110613108189141807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110613108189141807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110613108189141807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110613108189141807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/night-splashing-and-human-chess.html' title='night splashing and human chess.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110596568416030544</id><published>2005-01-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:41:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under the state of shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up early. drr. we had practice for the speechfest. i was the first one to arrive. whoopie for me. not. anyway, i went to school in shorts. just for the fun of it. i was fearless coz i assembled my army of shorts the night before. :)) i think five of us wore shorts. Dang2 was the best. i dint need to nag her. haha. while waiting for the others, i drew everyone(that arrived) on the board and myself, holding a sniper, killing those not in shorts. :)) ok. not funny, but it was for me. haha. i went out of the window to the ledge of the building. suicidal huh? but i was really getting bored and it was about time i gave my classmates some entertainment. hehe. kidding. i just wanted to kill myself. then i received a phone call from kate, asking if i wanted to go to an audition by 11.30 am. im like, wtf? i wasnt ready yet. so i called the house asking my tito to bring me a pair of pants(unless they pay me to wear my shorts for an audition infront of lasallelites. :)) ), my guitar and amp. by the time i got my stuff, rea and i rode a trike to kate's house so we could practice. my dad had no idea where i was. : then we go off to ortigas for the audition. we sang "kulang na kulang" all together, haha, it was really nice coz we had diff voices. haha. the blending and shit. haha. that was cool. anyway, when we got there, the sign said "battle of the bands" we were like, wtf?? we looked at our form, and yes, at the very top was, BATTLE OF THE BANDS, i thought we were playing just for fun in a free show!!!... :(( but then it didnt really sound that bad till we reached the line into the auditioning room. : the people, were all male, and it made me feel they were 7 feet tall, : omg, they were old. i mean old enough to drink and smoke at the same time. (my definition of old, meaning, a guy i would never date) grr. but suddenly someone passed from behind me. : he hit my shoulder. and it was the Gio. *shock* then againmy father doesn't know im in a condo in some uncharted area in prtigas in a floor with no security gaurds and im surrounded by drinking smoking high school seniors. : i wantedto run and die right then and there. they weren;t counted as amateur bands in my world!!! why!!!! :)) anyway, as we performed i turned around, not evealing the chords of what i was playing. :)) and so i could face the mirror and see the Gio through it. :)) we were talking like morons after that, "lipsynching": watermelon, united states of the america picha pie. : it was the result of total humiliation. anyway, we had lunch at starmart, caltex(and take note: it was 2:48 pm) they dropped my off at the chico trike stop. and i rode the trike. ALONE. *shock* i still had to walk to mercury though. then go through the overpass. : just made it in time for my ballet pictorial. : shit. i saw my classmates whom i ditched for a band audition. : w/c we sucked at. i realized that when im under the stae of shock, my heart beats real fast and i talk too fast and i cant stop w/c makes my heart beat faster and my chest hurt like hell. anyway, our pictorial lasted for like, 4 hours. : grr. i was so tired. it was 9 when it ended and i was hungry.duh. dinner: 9.3o pm. : anyway, so much for my adventurous and long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110596568416030544?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110596568416030544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110596568416030544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596568416030544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596568416030544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/under-state-of-shock.html' title='under the state of shock'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110596379703871462</id><published>2005-01-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:09:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>basketball.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was kinda drr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. i mean only in the morning. haha. i mean except the part where im responsible for the loss of tracy's 48 cd's that amount to 23k. shit. after class lea and i went here(my house). we took a taxi though. haha. then we stuffed ourselveswith cocolate mallows and chippy. plus white rabbit. :)) we went to the court and played graduation with dani. :)) first time i played it but i won. :)) haha. kidding. but seriously i won. haha. then we had to bring lea to the balara jeep stop. so we also had to ride the tumana balara jeep. and on the way back here. i was in the jeep with sir tomelden(GS computer teacher) funny, he also went down here in LGV, he was tutoring though. :)) anyway, i rushed back to the court(for some reason i dont know, i mean, the rushing part) haha. when i got there, dani and PJ were there. so we played a little ball and dani and i were gossiping *shock* haha. i got to know PJ too by playing ball, though, i suck. : he's in a band *shock* he's a freshman in ateneo *shock* haha. anyway, then we hung out at dani's place. then PJ's phone had a wav file of Wag na Wag. well being cessa i tried sending it to my phone. so i asked permission first, funny: cessa: "pwede ba i-send ng blueteeth?" haha. i say a lot of stupid stuff. : it does sound correct in my mind. just comes out wrong. :)) so there, i went home 7.3o for dinner. i haven't done my homework yet coz i preferred playing ball. haha. but i prefer having higher grades though. haha. haha. mara! my hindi ka alm tungkol sakin. :)) i mean. my alm rin akong di mo alm. :)) okay bahala na si batman sa homework ko. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110596379703871462?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110596379703871462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110596379703871462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596379703871462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596379703871462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/basketball.html' title='basketball.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110596429191241362</id><published>2005-01-16T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:18:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naked boys of C5-santolan project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. we went to mass early. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; its my brother's birthday. and it's kebang's bday too. :))after that we went to libis. of course, the traffic was real heavy again since the C5-Santolan project isn't done yet(where vandolf fell, remember?) anyway, in the underpass under construction, 12-year-old boys were bathing naked : wtf. haha. today was general cleaning day. i fixed my room's arrangement. huh? labo nun ah. i mean, i moved the bed here, this there, that here,,...gets? haha. anyway, this day is real boring. haha. nothing much to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110596429191241362?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110596429191241362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110596429191241362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596429191241362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110596429191241362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/naked-boys-of-c5-santolan-project.html' title='naked boys of C5-santolan project'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110570023152614030</id><published>2005-01-14T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:57:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you see, boys win.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seniors: No boys allowed. but you see, boys win.:)) anyway, the yellow batch won the basketball finals. :)) cool kame. kasi yelo batch kami. how about! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seniors: Go home Yellow Go home. hello, 4 pa uwian. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after all those stuff and shit, was the awarding. haha. all i did was eat mango crepe! congrats Maat and Freesia!!! :) yihee. kinse!!.. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after the awarding i still had to attend ballet class. : haha. mama L cleaned the dances. thank God at least hindi halatang nagkakalat ako. phew. haha. i just got my costume today, and its friggin large. :)) aayusin lang din nmn un eh. tomorrow. is the practice for the speech fest. hehe. we have to be there by 8. and after that i have a pictorial. feel ko nmn model ako. haha. ballet lang nmn haha!! so there. i don't want to audition anymore for the AHS fair. they didn't tell us kasi na kailangan ng 2 ateneans per band. hello? they can't decide on really big stuff 2 days before audition. : tanga ba un o tanga. : anyway, bahala na si batman grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110570023152614030?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110570023152614030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110570023152614030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110570023152614030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110570023152614030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-see-boys-win.html' title='you see, boys win.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110561850884555646</id><published>2005-01-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T20:15:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seryoso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember Ms. Abenes that Ms. Abenes told me that i could accomplish more and do better if i stopped being playful. ok. so. ano na? haha. ano gagawin ko. parang naman kasi. I also remember pulling my hair, cramming for my social long test after what the stunt my mom pulled the night before. i had to ask Ms. Ribo for permission if i could use her class to study for another subject. I love ms Ribo. haha. Anyway, A lot of things changed after what my mom did. i dont want to see her muna. ai. i wont naman pala talaga. i don't know, pero nalilipat ko sa friends ko galit ko eh. kaya asar na asar ako. Everyone thinks what i tell them about what's happening is a joke(except Kai, Mara, Shelly, Lea and Maat etc.). and just laugh. kasi joke naman tlga ako eh. before pa. i hope you trip and fall on your face. pwede na yun. joke lang. Ewan. Sobrang nasasaktan ako pagsinasabihang Masama. sorry. kaya lang naman ako nagwawala kasi galit na nga ako sa mundo eh. haha. nakakatawa noh. tawa. tawa. tawa. So, Sorry mga taong nakakaasar. haha. Ok? Pwede niyo na uli akong pagtawanan. I thought it was gonna be easy going on with my life again. haha. madrama na ito. iisipin ko na lang nga na namatayan na lang ako. but my mom really is somewhere, alive, walking on the face of the earth, somewhere in the Northern Hemisphere. Anyway, Laugh all you want and if you want to say im mean, go ahead. But please fall in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110561850884555646?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110561850884555646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110561850884555646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110561850884555646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110561850884555646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/seryoso.html' title='Seryoso.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110553561510229736</id><published>2005-01-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:13:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech. :s graded.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate "her". we had our graded recitation by 7's too bad i had to recite with "her". oo na memorize mo na. i memorized the speech. but she was reciting too fast that i kept on getting lost. oo magaling ka na. alm na namin. wag ka na magyabang. tae. by groups eh. kaya wag ka magsolo. kaasar. and when she made a mistake, we had to resume when she would resume. i hate her sooo much. i got a very low grade because of her. anyway, so much of my "perfect" class. uhh. wala. un lang din un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110553561510229736?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110553561510229736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110553561510229736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110553561510229736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110553561510229736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/speech-s-graded.html' title='Speech. :s graded.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110553534466966647</id><published>2005-01-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:09:04.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday. Banana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to hear mass at 10.30. i hate gabe. pangalawang beses na. :)) kidding. coz he looks like someone i know who i always think would be in the same church. labo. but anyway. grr. yihee. hinahanap ko. joke lang. i stayed home the whole day. and i had a 3-way conver with jio and lex. *silence* we talked about "...(nothing)" grabe worst conver in my life. walang nagsasalita. : tae. badtrip. i stayed home for that? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110553534466966647?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110553534466966647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110553534466966647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110553534466966647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110553534466966647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/sunday-banana.html' title='Sunday. Banana.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110519310998613928</id><published>2005-01-08T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T22:08:47.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long day. long long post</title><content type='html'>i woke up at 7.15 and left at 7.30. i went early to lea's. haha. She is the most &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;indecisive person&lt;/span&gt; i know. it took 30 minutes for her to decide on what to wear. haha. We went to &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gateway&lt;/span&gt; Mall. We immediately went to People are People. its &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;MY store&lt;/span&gt;. everything is MY size. haha. :)) but its the ONLY store too. :( haha. i spent 2/3's of my money in that store. haha. Then we went to Fornarina. i fell inlove to a pair of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; stillettos(spell.) haha. it was 6k. @#$%&amp;!!! too bad. i don't have the money. haha. we ate at taco bell. hehe. the group beside our table were definitely ateneans we could tell by the way they talked and what they were talking about. haha. sorry i have ears. haha. anyway, we stopped by the &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sweets&lt;/span&gt; factory. we went in coz the store was so colorful. haha. if that store was in human form it would result to a &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3rd degree obese and diabetic person who would die in a second&lt;/span&gt;. haha. we were given plastic bags. then we would fill it up and go back to the silver thingy and weigh our bags to know how much we'd pay for it. cool. haha. ang sarap nung candy. though it's expensive. at least we have something to munch on during the movie. haha. we watched ocean's twelve. you'd have to think while watching. hirap. haha. lea and i would say "bakit?" or "ano daw?" at the same time. :)) we took the LRT going back home. haha. it was my first time to ride the LRT. haha. while &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for the LRT to arrive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lea: Alam mo ba? Sa Hongkong my Subway na underwater?&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: O?!&lt;br /&gt;Lea: oo! kasi diba two islands yung Hongkong?&lt;br /&gt;Cessa: Ah oo, diba kasi &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hong chaka Kong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lea: ang corny mo tlga :&lt;br /&gt;*some parts of the dialogue were edited for reasons that you may not understand our alien language. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad fetched me, we had to fetch my grandparents from NAIA. We weretuned in to &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Magic&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe. The segment was Acoustic Rock. of course the songs sounded weird. though my dad and i still sang along. :) hehe. they were announcing something about &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;incubus&lt;/span&gt; w/c i didnt understand coz my dad kept asking me about "&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;beef prosperity&lt;/span&gt;"(we saw the billboard) :)) anyway, i think we're gonna move again but still in LGV. shit. i &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i have my friends to check up on me.&lt;br /&gt;"Cessa, Ok ka lang?" or "bakit mo pa kayang tumawa?" i usually reply with a smile. :)) but inside my head; "wtf can i do anyway? but thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, try listening to Cambio, its like the Cranberrys stirred with Sugar-free and sprinkled with Sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110519310998613928?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110519310998613928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110519310998613928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110519310998613928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110519310998613928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-long-day-long-long-post.html' title='long long day. long long post'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110510857140123378</id><published>2005-01-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:39:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Period: pinapanood ko na ung clock. shit. my ballet pa pala ako. seven na naman ako uuwi. rar. haha. anyway, im a clown again. grr. 2 years na. di na ba iiba role ko. haha. anyway, haha. i have to memorize our piece,THE CHAMPION. tae. haha. anyway, INTRAMS na sa Wednesday? tama ba? i signed up for cheering. wtf. haha. the speech fest is coming up and im the musical director. haha. i haven't done ANYthing yet. haha. shit. all i do during practices is listen to my ipod. haha. still has something to do with music. no one likes my ipod that much coz its all rock. OPM rock. haha. which is a good thing coz no one will borrow it. bwahahaha! hehe. mara and i took wacky pictures haha. again. hopefully it'll be in my photo bucket tomorrow. :) sana. kung trip ko. at di ako tamad. we had mass at 8. haha. there was a dead lizard under the chairs of those infront of our row. :P higad. haha. i thought the priest was gay. lalang. its my blog. i can say anything i want. during ballet i was reminiscing about our first soiree with the B boys. Baboys. haha. kidding. wala lang. ang weird pala. haha. wala lang. coz our second soiree with H was sucky and totally gay. haha. though, he was there. so, it was fun anyway. hehe. how come, in the middle of the day i have a lot of things in mind and when i sit down and blog,....all the thoughts are gone. Ugh, i am sooo hungry. grr. but im too scared to go back down. its already dark and stuff. plus i might step on a cockroach with my bare feet and im just too lazy. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110510857140123378?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110510857140123378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110510857140123378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110510857140123378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110510857140123378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/friday-freedom.html' title='Friday Freedom'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110492912720117537</id><published>2005-01-05T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T20:45:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your teeth are like the stars so yellow and so far apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world is mean. haha. first day=tons of homework. just kidding. haha. anyway, mara and i had fun in class. we were drawing stuff. haha. tawa lang kami ng tawa dahil dun sa "stars" thing. i forgot where i got that. haha. it was fun. exam papers were returned today. haha. shit. i got a 71 in filipino. haha. pangatnig, pang-ukol, pang-abay. shit. so much for the pangs. haha. intrams are coming up. this is the only year that i think im not gonna play. hehe. tryo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uts kasi eh. anyway. grr. i wanna go shopping. again. haha. its stress release. not the easiest but wtf. haha. im really glad i have my friends. awww. haha. sound effects. i told them part two of my oh so happy life haha. i gtg. haha. this blog entry sucks anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110492912720117537?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110492912720117537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110492912720117537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110492912720117537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110492912720117537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/your-teeth-are-like-stars-so-yellow.html' title='your teeth are like the stars so yellow and so far apart'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110482884148430144</id><published>2005-01-04T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T16:54:01.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>armageddon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;january 3(band practice; kate's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. yeah right we didn't really have band practice. :) hehe. we just played scrabble. though we had a lot of laughs. meg now has a bass! yeahs! haha. :) yeabah! anyway, rea and i invented a game. hehe. coz all of us chewed bebolgum and then spat it back into the wrapper. so it looked like a ball an it was heavier. we were on a cushion so when i hit the "ball"  with my drumstick, it flew upward. haha. you'll really never know where it's gonna land. that's the fun part. hehe. rea got the other drumstick and we kept hitting it haha. and the "ball" would keep "bouncing" haha. you shouldn't get hit the ball. of course coz it's chewed gum(gross) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;january 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i watched armageddon last night. alone. haha. yeah. cena. haha. though i was too sleepy to watch the fatal 4 way match. grr. i hate my eyes. haha. anyway, at least my cousin updated me in the morning. :) hehe. jbl won? @#*%&amp;$?? i hate him. haha. undertaker was supposed to win. anyway, today i cleaned up my room. as in. cleaned!!! ahaha. :) it took me four hours. haha. can you just imagine the mess? (malamang hindi. baka lang) haha. i really hate it when my room's a mess. but i've only been living in this pigsty for 4 days anyway. hehe. im listening to Dramachine right now. Sugarfree rocks. grr. i left my ipod at kate's house. how smart of me. hehe. Anyway, tomorrow's back to school. grar. hehe. lea and i are gonna check out gateway mall on saturday.:) hehe. i'm missing a lot of people. awwww. haha. not. no. seriously! i do. haha. labo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110482884148430144?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110482884148430144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110482884148430144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110482884148430144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110482884148430144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2005/01/armageddon.html' title='armageddon'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110464962135155219</id><published>2005-01-02T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T15:07:01.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things i'll be missing in zamboanga:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. popher( my 6-year-old pet): he makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- "ako ADZU(ateneo de Zamboanga University), si manong ADMU, si Ate Vanessa &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ADME(Ateneo de Meream University)&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-thinks he's JBL, undertaker and rey mysterio all at the same time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. kimpo( my best cousin): we say the same things at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-qualified for a priest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;religious rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-he's like my twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. tita( my &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;subsitute &lt;/span&gt;mother): hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. the 3 houses i live in whenever im there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. everyone treating me like a &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. drumset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. ps2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had so much fun. hehe. fun christmas etc. and i had fun lighting &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt;. kwitis and kwitons. hehe. haha. plus i got to play basketball again. and ride on a bike again. hehe. i think &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ive gotten fat&lt;/span&gt;. we keep on eating out. hehe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110464962135155219?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110464962135155219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>mary did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i had fun today. haha. coz i had 3 hours of drum lessons. phew. tiring. hehe. ggr. anyway. it was fun anyway. my cousin(jerht), loko lang, kimpo, taught me a new fill-in. haha. cool. :) we then ate at hanazono.(japanese resto) popher(6-year-old cousin) was really funny. haha. he's so cute. he's a snowman. haha. he's round all around. haha. siopao. anyway, after that, we went to golden bell. it's like the national bookstore of zambo. groar. i bought drum sticks! cool. neon pink and black. haha. grr. but it already has scratches. haha. lakas kasing palo ko kanina. haha. on the way home we stopped at a small store. we saw guys streetdancing on the sidewalk. haha. we tried stealing their moves but it was humanly impossible to do. hehe. well, my daddy's coming here at zambo tomorrow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110354500159470775</id><published>2004-12-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T20:16:41.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up early today. hehe. i had drum lessons. hehe. my cousin(kimpo) came along. hehe. actually he was the one who taught me. coz the real teacher was busy. haha. but most of the time, there was this guide or something i just kept reading. self taught once again. hehe. but i really have to learn how to read notes now. coz, it'd be better when i play the guitar. for lead or solos. :) anyway, when we got "home"(still in zamboanga), i practiced on my kimpo's guitar. hehe. so cool. hhmm. then, my tita and i went shopping. hehe. in mindpro. i never knew mindpro had bench and human and penshoppe and guess. we took a trike home. zambo has really weird trikes. in a good way though. its more spacious and the "third" seat is facing the "main" seat. haha. like a limo. like lang. aha. i still keep on practicing on the piano here. it really pisses me off seeing the title of the book "piano's EASIEST" poor me. haha. i didn't take up piano lesons as a child. so. im teaching myself just now :) hehe. uhh, anyway,tonight were spending the night again at the attic. :) and play ps2, watch tv, etc. hehe. that'd be fun. oh well, less people are online. bummer. but hey, i have drum lessons again tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110354500159470775?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110354604204136586</id><published>2004-12-19T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T20:34:02.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mountaineering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up... not exactly in a normal manner. haha. my stomach was.. weird. haha. well. i fell asleep last night. and i was still wearing my "party" clothes from last night. aha. anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we went up the mountain today. yeah. really cold up there. how smart of me to wear shorts. my tito has house up there that has swings, see-saws and a slide. not exactly a great experience for me on the playground though. hehe. i.. what's the word.. twisted.. intertwined..whatever.. the chains of the swing(which i was sitting on) and suddenly my brother lifts the seat higher and i swung WHILE turning. grr. free octopus ride. :) yeah. and i fell of the see-saw, right leg first. haha. then keeshia(my cousin who's 10?) and i looked at the stars. weird. haha. we had baked mac for dinner. but before that, we harvested peanuts. haha. yeap! peanuts. which is a ROOT CROP. and i kept imagining they were like raspberries being picked out of bushes. haha. stupid me. anyway, i was so sleepy on the way down(home). i wore my jacket tucked in my legs and wore my hood. haha. i kept bumping my head on the window(of the car). haha. i could tolerate the pain but the sound my head was making, i could not. haha. went we got home, we went straight to the attic and i brushed my teeth etc. then i watched tv. a disney movie was on. i dont know what it was. but there was this cute blind guy. haha. then, i dozed off. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110354653385150056</id><published>2004-12-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T20:42:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hohum. i just slept for 3 hours in the past 24 hours. haha. gimmik pa kasi. haha. well whatever. hehe. it was just me and my brother for the first time travelling "alone". haha. whatever. grr. anyway, woke up at 2.30 am, when i slept at 12.30 am. ahaha. what's the use. i should've just stayed up and chatted with jio and company. :) haha. anyway. anyway, im at zambo now, and a LOT changed. stuff shrank, or did i just grow? taller? wider? haha. then, at 7 pm we had a party haha. the usual xmas party of WHMC(hospital) in my grandfather's place. hehe. there was a musical contest. cool. haha. well. whatever. anyway, it was a lot of fun.. today. haha. someone got the bag of my brother in the airport. cool. haha. plus. new dogs. :) more fun. haha. im so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110354653385150056?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110354653385150056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110354653385150056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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before going to davao. so i went to her house first so we could go with her parents to ortigas then just walk to galle. when i got there, idid the cessa thing to do. and i did it again in galle. haha. anyway, laugh trip again. haha. when we were at odessey(spell), something very funny happened. haha. being the girl with weak knees and the gift of klutziness, i bumped i "fell" onto one of the shelves and it had wheels? so it kindo moved. haha. and there was this girl on the other side who got frightened and backed off. haha. funny. but embarrasing. note to odessey: please get shelves MOUNTED to the walls. haha. it's better that way. and its a benefit for people like me. haha. whatever. haha. anyway, we ate in yoshinoya! beef bowl!!.. hmm. :) haha. parang heaven. i saw the cutest pair of shoes in nothing but water, tan with pink lining. :) aww. i wanted to buy it. but i only had 1k on me. hehe. there's this cute vintage shop in 50th ave. hehe. after that,i was dropped off at mc and i payed the fee for... something. i dont know what. hehe. then i walked really really slowly to ateneo. haha. gio kasi. hehe. he made go kahit na mass pa hehe. anyway. weird night. really tiring. hehe. and i lied a lot. haha. but i got caught. coz my brother has an extremely enormous mouth tonight. hohum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110354832276140818?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110354832276140818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110354832276140818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110354832276140818'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;badtrip. today we(band) that we had to play a xmas song. WTF?? learn a song overnight. no practice at all?? grr. i hate it. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ang sunget ko talaga&lt;/span&gt;. i mean, when it was already 5-ish. when i was learning the freakin xmas song. jingle bell rock?? i was suggesting a song that was really rock-y. haha. imbento ng adjective. i was searching.. i saw a song sung by weezer. whatever that song is, i dont know, but i surely do like weezer. but. no. they wanted jingle bell rock. ooh well. it was hard to lear a new song anyway. rewind. mara and i went "shopping" in bearhuggs mini and writeplace in katips after the exam. then we went to &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;. huhuhuh! ur funny. ahaha. bought fun shots etc.(XTRA large) haha. cheese? blech. anyway, we rode a trike going to mara's place. then we ate, laughed,...a lot, and &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;drooled over&lt;/span&gt; marco's pices. and gio's pics. :) hmm...&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;dreamy.&lt;/span&gt; haha. then my dad picked me up. then the band. grr. chaos. not really, well through the phone coz i couldn't come to band prac. then &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;the frustration starts&lt;/span&gt;. then i had to CRAM. grr. i had to. haha. requirement. haha. well. whatever. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;november 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;mahirap ka ba english? o mahirap ka ba? well. it was &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;just long&lt;/span&gt;. jen finished first? or was it me? whatever. but it was funny coz when someone came out of the room, her face was either blank or her eyebrows were meeting at the center. haha. terrible experience? aha. brainwashed. well kinda but. i mean &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;washed.&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;today was kinda.. a pain&lt;/span&gt;. haha. performance? was like shit. hehe. but i had fun though, dancing on stage. got a little glares from the pink batch. but wtf. haha. hmm. after performing, it was kinda fun. well. it was. i took jen on a date. haha. we were, at first, sitting on the "benches" along our calachuchi walk, then i looked behind me and saw the xmas lights. then i told jen &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"pano kaya kung lumabas jan si dotdotdot" tawa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;jen: nyeh(typical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(cessa and jen stand on the "bench". cessa points at the empty sky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: isipin mo maraming stars. ang romantic. kung kasama ko si dotdotdot, hahalikan ko siya.(100% joke!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;not... drr. tapos dapat nandito si yael tus kakanta siya ng "jeepney"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sings* naaalala ko ang mga gabi nakahiga sa ilalaim ng kalawakan(pretends to lie down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;jen: *tawa* akala ko dadating si yael tapos papaalisin niya si dotdotdot. tapos kau na ni yael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh* &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;whicever's fine with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cessa: currently practicing to do the twirly thing with the drumstick that kate does.(practicing:2 hours now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110320075258131076?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110320075258131076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110320075258131076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110320075258131076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110320075258131076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2004/12/brainwashed.html' title='brainwashed.'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386836.post-110301524824976820</id><published>2004-12-14T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:10:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God=science; science=God. is there something wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hated the science exam. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;not because it was hard&lt;/span&gt;, it's because of the &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;70 evil, empty, shade-me-circles&lt;/span&gt; on the answer sheet. evil empty circles="better get ready, this is gonna take a 'while' ". CL? haha. good for me, i sorta memorized the structure of the mass. plus, i go to mass. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;being a good girl pays off&lt;/span&gt;. haha. not. hehe. yeah, i already have a &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; sim. actually, i had it last sunday. but i was too lazy to test it. haha. weird. anyway, after the exams, we(those who have make-up quizzes) waited for miss ribo in the IS lab. turns out, she's not feeling well. grr. we waited for 30 minutes. 30 minutes wasted of my precious life. haha. hmm. i dont wanna study yet. hehe. grr. im getting fat. ter. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;fatter.yeah&lt;/span&gt;. i keep on ordering food. fast food(which spells out a big fat 'FAT') hmm. ang labo nun ah. i ordered large funshots, chocolate mousse(spell, excuse my stupidity) and pepsi. hmm. healthy huh?grr. i still have to read "ang mabuting anting-anting" wth!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386836-110301524824976820?l=littlemisssadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/feeds/110301524824976820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386836&amp;postID=110301524824976820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110301524824976820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386836/posts/default/110301524824976820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemisssadist.blogspot.com/2004/12/godscience-sciencegod-is-there.html' title='God=science; science=God. is there something wrong?'/><author><name>im not sorry im not sweet nor nice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03162301489105526344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/cessarox24/barf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
