<?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-24466826</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:38:03.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Queen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-117215453879820771</id><published>2007-02-22T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T06:28:58.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tgal ko di nag post ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang unang post para sa taong toh sa blog kong toh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasenxa na at ntgalan dahil nawala ko ang username at password ko dahil sa pesteng multiply na yan...&lt;br /&gt;iba parin ang blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-117215453879820771?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/117215453879820771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=117215453879820771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/117215453879820771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/117215453879820771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2007/02/tgal-ko-di-nag-post-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-115495768632483124</id><published>2006-08-07T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T06:34:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la lng......... namiss ko lng tong blog na toh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-115495768632483124?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/115495768632483124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=115495768632483124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/115495768632483124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/115495768632483124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/08/la-lng.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-115495492130287545</id><published>2006-08-07T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T05:48:41.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Punong puno at umaapaw ng mga ideya ang aking “partially melted brain”. Gustong gusto kong isulat lahat ng mga ito ngunit malaking bahagi ng mga ideyang ito ay “senseless” at puro kalokohan lamang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example nalamang ng walang kwentang bagay na nasa utak ko ngayon ay ang storya ng lalaking nagsasayaw ng pandanggo sa tabi ng ilog na may lumulutang na sirang gitara dahil nakipag-break sakanya ang kanyang girlfriend na naglaslas sa harap ng salamin habang may matandang tumatawa sa ulan. Walang sense, walang kwenta ngunit aminin man natin o hindi, mahilig tayo sa mga kwentong walang katuturan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagbabasa ko ng kung ano anong libro at iba pang babasahin na madalas natin akalaing puro patawa lamang o mukhang “gagshow” na binabasa ay nahanap ko ang motivation ko sa pagsusulat. Doon ko natutunan at gusting ipahayag kung paano talaga magbasa ng isang libro ng hindi lamangnagbabasa ng mga letra, kung hindi magbasa at intindihin kung anu ba talaga ang gusto ipahayag ng nilalaman ng libro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahilig ako tumambay sa mga bookstore. Hindi man ako bibili, ngunit nakikibasa lang. Mahilig din akong obserbahan ang mga tao at ang mga librong tinitingnan, hawak at pinipili nila. Doon ko nakikita kung saan nga ba interesado ang mga tao ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ay hango sa pangyayari habang nakapila ako sa bookstore at nagbabayad ng aking school supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nanay :&lt;/span&gt; ano yan? Wala nman kwenta yan.. saying sa pera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anak:&lt;/span&gt; libro ni Bob Ong toh! Nakakatawa toh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kuya:&lt;/span&gt; patingin!! Patingin!!&lt;br /&gt;(sabay agaw sa libro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anak:&lt;/span&gt; o tingnan mo sikat sha o!! may comment pa si J.K Rowling na gumawa ng Lord of&lt;br /&gt;The rings at si Dan Brown na gumawa ng Da Vinci Code!!&lt;br /&gt;(medyo hinihingal hingal pa dahil mabilis na pagsasalita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*take note: si J.K Rowling ang nagsulat ng Harry Potter series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napapangiti at natatawa nalang ako sa narinig ko. Sino ba naman kasing “ogag” ang maniniwala na sila nga ay nagcomment dun? Totoo ngang sinayang lamang niya ang pera ng nanay niya sa pagbili ng librong iyon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-115495492130287545?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/115495492130287545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=115495492130287545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/115495492130287545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/115495492130287545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/08/punong-puno-at-umaapaw-ng-mga-ideya.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114833065063660096</id><published>2006-05-22T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:44:10.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pucha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so scared right now... scared of losing something so perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that im the same old jona who's weak inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tapang-tapangan" kind of attitude will lead to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"at the end... il be the one who's gonna hurt so bad...&lt;br /&gt;at the end... it'll all just repeat...&lt;br /&gt;the pain...&lt;br /&gt;and how i handled everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i be someone who's not slow to change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114833065063660096?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114833065063660096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114833065063660096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114833065063660096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114833065063660096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/05/pucha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114752631092103612</id><published>2006-05-13T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:19:12.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ako? Mahilig ako mag isip, pero mga walang kwentang bagay lang. Mahilig din ako mag kwento, pero hindi ako magaling magpaliwanag. mahilig ako magsulat, pero hindi ako masipag humawak ng ballpen at papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung gaano ako kaingay eh ganun din kaingay ang utak ko. Pag tahimik ako… ganon din ang utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic parati ang mga paa ko kakalakad kung saan saan, kumbaga ako ay “laman ng kalye”. Hectic din bibig ko kakadaldal. Lalong lalo na ang utak kong muntik na matunaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple lang naman ang gusto kong sabihin... gsto kong magsulat. Pero katamaran ang kalaban ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami ng nagyayari sa akin sa isang araw at sa dami kong nakikila at nkakahalubilong tao, siguradong kailangan ng volume 1 to volume 100 kung ikkwento ko ang buhay ko mula pagkabata. At sa dami kong nagging mukha at personalidad eh hanggang ngayon di ko parin alam kung sinu at paano ko ba ipapakilala ang sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging masunurin at suwail akong anak. Naging maton, punkista, rakista, kikay, payat, mataba, emo, mabait, masama, bobo, matalino, kaibigan, kaaway, masaya, malungkot, tarantado, patapon, lider, at tagasunod. Kaya kong maging kahit sinu o anu base sa kung sinu kasama ko at kung anu gusto kong gawin sa buhay ko. Naging maangas ako, maton, muntik pako mag PMA, naging cheerdancer, naging singer, at naging babaeng mahilig sa “make-up”. Madali akong maadik sa mga bagay bagay, pero hindi sa bawal na, ano nga ulit yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kung anu ba talaga ang dapat isulat ko dito, at hirap na hirap ako magsulat dahil sa impluwensya ng “txt language”. Paulit- ulit na “backspace” at “delete” dahil sa kakagamit ko ng nasabing “lenggwahe ng mga kabataan”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik na tayo sa mga laman ng utak ko. Sa ngayon naka online ako sa “yahoo messenger” at ang status messege ko ay “nangangati utak ko”. Ang daming nagreact at hindi makuha ang ibig kong sabihin. Nakakatawa at may humirit pang, “kuto lang siguro yan”. Naisip ko, pwede rin. Kuto… tulad ng kutong sumisip ng dugo, e pwede ko rin gamitin bilang representasyon ng mga walang kwenta at basurang kaisipang pumapasok sa utak ko. Siguro maituturing kong “kuto thoughts” yung mga walang kwentang bagay na pinagsasabi ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga pinanganak ako para maging isang napaka-masiyahing tao. At nagsusulat ako ngayon para lang may “ma-share” at dahil feel ko lang. Joke. Marahil marami akong dahilan sa pagsusulat ko nito, at isa na rito ay sa gusto kong maibahagi sa inyo ang pakikipagsapalaran ng mga paa ko sa paglalakad kung saan saan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;end&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114752631092103612?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114752631092103612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114752631092103612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114752631092103612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114752631092103612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/05/ako-mahilig-ako-mag-isip-pero-mga.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114742306263728803</id><published>2006-05-12T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:37:42.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayun so gumising ako ng 7 am dahil ppunta kami ng taft.&lt;br /&gt;Kasama ko nnman si fitch. at as usual, inumpisahan nmen ang araw ng mga walang kabuluhang usapan. so sumakay kami ng bus... mainit kahit aircon bus. pagdating sa may libertad, nasira ung aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instant.. nging ordinary bus ung sinasakyan nmeng aircon bus. nyeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating sa taft, diretso sa school, at diretso sa "UM" papuntang "kokobytes".. nkakamiss din pla tumambay dun. So eion, nakita ko ulit ang bestfriend kong si "brenda" na mannequin sa kokobytes na mukhang aswang at si "amat" na mannequin din.. mahaba ang leeg at nagiisa lng ang mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang naghihintay kay ken, walang humoay na pagpapatawa ang ginawa ko. nkakapagod pero masaya ^___^, di ba halata? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ayun dumating na nga ang hinihintay ko. kumain kami ng mcdo at dumiretso ng SM. sa uulitin, hindi sunshine mall kundi Shoemart (pde ren "Shoe Mall", joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nanuod ng MI:3, tumambay sa true brew, at nagusap ng masinsinan. pagkatapos ay sumakay na kami ng bus pauwi at tumambay ulit sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na sana matapos ung araw na kasama sha.. pero kelangan e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114742306263728803?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114742306263728803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114742306263728803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114742306263728803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114742306263728803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/05/ayun-so-gumising-ako-ng-7-am-dahil.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114724691742356367</id><published>2006-05-10T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:41:57.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mhigit isang oras nkong nkatulala d2 sa tapat ng computer..&lt;br /&gt;dami ko iniisip. di ko maorganize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halo halong may sense at wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagabi habang ngtetelepono ako.. may nagtanong sken ng mga sumusunod na bagay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-sa mga "Ex" mo, sinu pinakaminahal mo?&lt;br /&gt;-sa mga "Ex" mo, kanino ka nging masaya?&lt;br /&gt;-at kelan nman ung mga panahon na nging masaya ka sknya?&lt;br /&gt;-bakit ka nging masaya nun?&lt;br /&gt;-e panu kung magbalikan kayo?&lt;br /&gt;-etc...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman sa mahirap sagutin.. siguro kaya lang ako nahirapan kse, wala nakong mga sagot para sa mga gnyang tanong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaisip lang talaga ko nung hindi ko msagot yung mga tanong na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-at kelan nman ung mga panahon na nging masaya ka sknya?&lt;br /&gt;-bakit ka nging masaya nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ang hirap sagutin.. sobra.. prang nablanko utak ko. *swooosh*&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ko alam bkit isang bagay na masaya ang naalala ko. naalala ko bigla ung oras na nakaupo lang kme sa sahig ng bahay at ngkukulitan. at mga bagay na ngflashback sa utak ko tulad ng:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-"untalktative bunny" overdose&lt;br /&gt;- ung "time crisis" mania&lt;br /&gt;- dvd marathons&lt;br /&gt; -tekken series&lt;br /&gt;- after school madness&lt;br /&gt;- cheerdance practices na parati shang nakabantay&lt;br /&gt;- pag bisita nya sa school&lt;br /&gt; -shopping&lt;br /&gt;- simply giving me whatever i crave for.. lalo na foods haha&lt;br /&gt; -being beside me in 5 mins... kahit nsan sha.&lt;br /&gt;-etc..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enumerating all of this made me realize something. i realized that i was happy all that time. siguro natabunan lang ng hurt and pains ung mga happy times and memories making it hard for me to recall.&lt;br /&gt;pero this doesn't mean that im not over that person. coz i am way over him ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and right now... i am with ken. at super saya ko all the time. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;kasi knowing that i have ken is enough for me to smile and be happy all the time. kht di ko sha kasama prati.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114724691742356367?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114724691742356367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114724691742356367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114724691742356367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114724691742356367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/05/mhigit-isang-oras-nkong-nkatulala-d2_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114676573046263360</id><published>2006-05-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T12:18:42.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/glitters.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Check Out Blinkyou.com for thousands of custom glitters and layouts" src="http://image.blinkyou.com/glitter_images/usodumb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang... wala mapost e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/glitters.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Check Out Blinkyou.com for thousands of custom glitters and layouts" src="http://image.blinkyou.com/glitter_images/yousuckthatssad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114676573046263360?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114676573046263360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114676573046263360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114676573046263360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114676573046263360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/05/wala-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114623129864691231</id><published>2006-04-28T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T05:42:11.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok nako.. tama na drama rama.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto nanaman ako.. nangingig dahil walang yosi. kaya lapang nanaman ako ng lapang ng mga pagkain sa ref...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, What's with "Pinoy Big Brother".. ang arte na OA pa. hahaha :lol: bakit di nlng PBB politics editon? haha!! atleast kung mgkakagera.. sa loob lng ng PBB house ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and isa pa.. what's with telenovelas like... "Gulong ng Palad"? hindi ba nkakainis at the same time nakakatawa? I mean, honetly speaking, stupid tlga... :lol: at sino bang stups ang gagamit ng gulong ng palad ringtone? hay nako tlga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114623129864691231?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114623129864691231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114623129864691231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114623129864691231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114623129864691231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok-nako.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114612402488309001</id><published>2006-04-27T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:47:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eto na... first time kong mgddrama sa blog na toh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;its 330 in the in the afternoon... just finished eating my late lunch. I'm sick and i cant move.&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts and i have this freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, ken is nowhere to be found right now... he doesnt tx me or answer my calls since last night..&lt;br /&gt;i am so fucking worried... and paranoid... We just had a fight ast night, take note: another fight, but we managed to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been together for 4 months now... and in that 4 months, we always tend to fight, argue and quarrel even with the most simpliest and little things. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am tired... hell yeah i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am so damn tired of saying sorry, being rejected, and whatsoever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to break free... and let loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cant.. i just cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have love inside of me... love for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is enough to keep me holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but until when can i endure? until when can i hold on?&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to wait for the time when love is gone and faded away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO GROW IN THIS RELATIONSHIP...&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED THIS TO LAST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him... no one can question that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only God knows how much i love ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope he realizes and feels that before everything is too damn late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114612402488309001?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114612402488309001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114612402488309001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114612402488309001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114612402488309001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/eto-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114544560530382429</id><published>2006-04-19T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T04:20:05.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I saw elmo died the other day&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... the sad part is... i didn't hav the chance to see him get buried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke... nkita ko lng si elmo nkakalat sa alabang town center haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami prin ngyare... ang problema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko na maalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bsta bsta bsta.. naalala ko lng e... bus. jeep. usok. commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kainis... nauubos pera ko ng wala nman npupuntahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis ako ng bahay nung monday para mgpunta ng taft.. naknampucha.. wala pa&lt;br /&gt;palang assesment. ayun.. so fidji and I went to town nlng... hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day passed ng walang kasense sense mga ngyare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prang umalis kme ng bahay to satisfy ang nangangati nmeng mga paa.. ~_~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun khapon din.. nging delivery girls pa kme.. shety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114544560530382429?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114544560530382429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114544560530382429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114544560530382429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114544560530382429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-saw-elmo-died-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114495639777727573</id><published>2006-04-13T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:30:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>di pa talaga ako naantok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinutubuan n ata ako ng pangil....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAMPIRA NAKO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*epekto na frustration.... very very very shety&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;joking aside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa tingin ko very healthy ang summer break para sa "partially melted brain" ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa tingin ko nakakarecover na utak ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114495639777727573?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114495639777727573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114495639777727573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114495639777727573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114495639777727573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/di-pa-talaga-ako-naantok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114495545524089486</id><published>2006-04-13T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:13:28.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alas tres na ng umaga.... pero dilat na dilat pako @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay.... epekto ng maraming kape at yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knina ngyosi kme sa bubong ksama ko ang dakila kong patapon na kaibigang si fidji..&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha!! fidji peace tyo... *kiss* hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpos muntik nako malaglag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e panu kaya kung....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NALAGLAG ako?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nputol katawan ko sa yero? at nahati sa dalawa?!?! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final destination itish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dun na ngumpisa laftrip nmen.... laftrip ng isang oras... MAHIGIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hnggng sa naisip nmen panu kung.. nalaglag ung yosi sa gilid ng bubong...&lt;br /&gt;aabutin ba namen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e panu kung maputol kamay nmen? hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leche! walang sense sinasabi ko.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114495545524089486?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114495545524089486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114495545524089486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114495545524089486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114495545524089486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/alas-tres-na-ng-umaga.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114485006554126455</id><published>2006-04-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:54:25.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eto nnman ako....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanahimik ako sa blogs ng ilang araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Week nanaman... talamak nnaman ang pagsesend ng mga chain msgs...&lt;br /&gt;di ba nila naiisip sa kakasend nila ng mga chain msgs tulad ng:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let us show how we love God, and send this to 1 million pipol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....e lalo ka lng mgkakasala sa kakamura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako tlga... taghirap n nga ako tpos mgssend pa ng chain msgs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpunta pla ko ng Enchanted nung isang araw... NAKAKATAWA tlga ang mga tao..&lt;br /&gt;lalo na mga pilipino....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cnu ba nman kseng ppunta ng amusement park at sasakay ng roller coaster ng naka mini skirt&lt;br /&gt;at super duper over plunging diving neckline? hay nako.... o kaya nman... magpapakabasa sa&lt;br /&gt;rio grande rapids ng nka "almost see-through" at "take note" puting damit.... hay nako tlga..&lt;br /&gt;with matching very low jeans ang thongs... at VERY COLORFUL bra.... hay nako hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero enjoy prin ako... nakakagaan ng pakiramdam pag aisigaw mo na ang lahat ng murang alam&lt;br /&gt;mo habang umaandar ang roller coaster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114485006554126455?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114485006554126455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114485006554126455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114485006554126455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114485006554126455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/eto-nnman-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114416635130707151</id><published>2006-04-04T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:59:11.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>medyo matagal din pla ako ngpahinga sa blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madame dame nrin ngyare.. tulad nga ng sinabi ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kasya na pang isang linggo ang ngyayare saken sa isang araw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nakapagpakulay ako ng &lt;strong&gt;orange dyestuff&lt;/strong&gt; sa Bench Fix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nkapagpabutas ako ng ilong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;uminom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ngyosi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nanuod ng sine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nanuod ng sine ulit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pumunta ng birthday ni mariel (shet unlimited icecream at redhorse)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ngyosi ulit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;onga pla nkamot ko ung hikaw ko sa ilong... NATANGGAL amfufu sayang apat na raan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tumambay sa bahay ko kasama mga patapon kong kaibigan (wahahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;*basta nkakatamad na ilagay ng lahat ng ngyare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haaaay.... nkakatamad. wala nakong ginawa kundi mgcomputer at lumapang ng pagkain sa ref.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pero atleast bukas lalayas nnman ako ng bahay. ^_____________,^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha oo nga pla natutunan ko rin kung panu umamoy ng suka sa sinehan X_x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;di ko nman ginawa napag usapan lng kung paano... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha atleast di nasayang 100 pesos ko nung napanood ko ung VENOM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ang tanong ko lng tlga ngaung linggong toh:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BAKIT BA MAY MGA TAONG SADYANG SHUNGA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114416635130707151?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114416635130707151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114416635130707151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114416635130707151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114416635130707151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/04/medyo-matagal-din-pla-ako-ngpahinga-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114329718982804019</id><published>2006-03-25T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:26:19.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eto nanaman. anu ba, mgpapatawa ba uli ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nabasa ako sa friendster.. mukhang galit ang ngpost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"people today are very emotional and sentimental.. lhat nlng ngddrama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totoo ba? ewan.. basta ako di nako makikisabay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bakit kaya ganon? ang dami nnaman tanong sa utak ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nlng ng mystery kung nababahuan ba ang mga housemates sa ulo ni Budoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/ultraviolet_releaseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="275" alt="" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/ultraviolet_releaseposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow Alert: &lt;/strong&gt;single woman intruder who has killed hundreds of soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please remain calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watta? sinu bang bobo ang magiging kalmado sa gnyan? at yellow alert lang? bobo tlgang palabas sa sine yan. sayang isang daan ko, nasayang sa kakatawa. ampotek pambata pa ang graphics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114329718982804019?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114329718982804019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114329718982804019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114329718982804019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114329718982804019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/eto-nanaman.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114329475564963503</id><published>2006-03-25T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:00:51.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality Disorder Test Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ewan ko kung totoo toh... ewan ko lang ha. baliw na ba ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="330" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt; Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Personality&lt;/a&gt; Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Personality&lt;/a&gt; Disorders&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hala! mataas ang percentage na ako'y isang Histrionic at Narcissistic... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kelangan ko ng ambulansya!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/24466826-114329475564963503?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114329475564963503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114329475564963503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114329475564963503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114329475564963503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/personality-disorder-test-results-ewan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114311665363748221</id><published>2006-03-23T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:42:23.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;snow bear candy o snow white&lt;/strong&gt;? "ang candy ng mga ngyoyosi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. sa ngayon parang mamatay ako pag walang "snow bear candy" habang ngYB.&lt;br /&gt;pero kung wala talaga, ok narin yung halls, max, stork, judge at i-cool. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ayun. marami talagang napag-uusapan sa habang may kape at yosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula sa grades, pamilya at... kung anu anong kababuyan ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero, bakit ang sarap magmura?! wala lang naitanong ko lang.. kasi nman e... masarap tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kausap ko sa YM si Blas. grbe kung anu anu pala naiisip ng mga tao tungkol sa aking so-called "unpredictable" personality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may pa theory thoery pa sha. "Blas' theory of possesiveness and fidelity ni jona"&lt;br /&gt;haha nkakatawa. Pero ayun mali rin pala sha.. buti nman inamin nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganon ba tlga ang trabaho ng mga bestfriend? hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaka"unpredictable" ko daw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;j5_angel07:&lt;/strong&gt; "Blas' theory of possesiveness and fidelity ni jona"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;j5_angel07:&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blastoise:&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blastoise:&lt;/strong&gt; but that theory is to be marked as irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. sa tingin ko nman maganda ng N.R ako (no reaction) at "manhid manhidan" type na hindi marunong umiyak. ewan ko ha. pero para sakin ok na un kesa nman "bungangera" diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa isang araw napakaraming bagay ang ngyayare sken. Sa isang araw kasya na pang isang linggo lahat ng ngyayare sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts? nakakatawa nman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaka intense X_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabagay halos di na nga ako ntutulog o hinde na tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114311665363748221?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114311665363748221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114311665363748221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114311665363748221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114311665363748221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/snow-bear-candy-o-snow-white-ang-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114308977277450303</id><published>2006-03-22T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:56:12.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awts calling gigbuddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asan n kayo? summer na? naknamp****!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/gigbuddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/gigbuddies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114308977277450303?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114308977277450303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114308977277450303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308977277450303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308977277450303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/awts-calling-gigbuddies-asan-n-kayo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114308952712242287</id><published>2006-03-22T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T04:37:21.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hindi ba nakakairita ang mga chain msgs? mapaYM o sa celfone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung tipong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God is so great! if you love God send this to 600 people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet.. sinu ba nmang kumag ang maniniwala d2? nakasasalalay ba ang biyayang matatanggap mo o kamalasan mo o kahit na pagguho ng mundo sa pagforward mo ng mga gntong msgs? stups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;magiging milyonaryo ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;sa ngayon tinatamad lang akong maligo at mag ayos ng sarili... 3 pa naman pasok ko. wala lang talagang magawa. wala naman ibang tao sa bahay kundi ako lang. finals ngayon sa algeb pero hindi pako nag aaral... Nakakatamad e. Last day na ng S.Y ngayon... wala parin akong pagbabago.. TAMAD parin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucha! 17 yrs nakong tamad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/chill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 445px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" height="51" alt="" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/chill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay leche! maliligo na nga ako..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24466826-114308952712242287?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114308952712242287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114308952712242287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308952712242287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308952712242287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/hindi-ba-nakakairita-ang-mga-chain.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114308391659912089</id><published>2006-03-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:22:16.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eto nanaman ako.. nasa harap ng monitor at mgttype nnman ng mga kung anu anung gumugulo sa utak ko habang lumalapang ng KFC hotshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala nman ako sa mood mgpatawa ngayon. mdyo malungkot kse gising ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ko pa namimiss yung taong katabi ko na? hindi kaya nararamdaman ko na matagal uli bago kme mgkita? kaya nga wala nakong pkialam kahit putaktehin kme ng sangkatutak na langgam pag nandito sha. pero hindi naman din kme tulad ng mga taong kulang nalang e isigaw yung mga ginagawa nila sa sobrang PDA tulad nalang nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lalake:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o ayan honey hahawakan ko nakamay mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;babae:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; p*** kinikilig ako!! sana naman may kiss na kasama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lalake:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gsto mo ng kiss? o ayan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;babae:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (sarap na sarap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mga tao:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; p******** nyo!! humanap nga kayo ng kwarto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o diba? wala bang sense? pero hindi ba mdaming ganyan? kahit sa kalye, sa kainan o kung saan saan mdaming tumatangkilik sa PDA. Minsan nakakairita tingnan dahil nkakadiri na. kulang nalang eh kahit tumatawid o ngbabayad ng bills eh ngPPDA. X_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa isang issue ko sa buhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galit ako sa mga bading, potek. naririning o nababasa ko palang e nagiinit na ulo ko. i have nothing against them, kaso ang lalandi nila. Hay.. katulad nalang nung isang linggo, nasa "plato" kme ng mga kablock ko ksama ko boyfriend ko, biglang dumating si "jenny? o genny?" (genny from the block) at pinagyayakap boyfriend ko, at balak pa nyang halikan sa pisngi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gsto ko ng sapakin! baka gsto nyang mgkaroon ng kape at biskwit bukas sa bahay nila...&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/24466826-114308391659912089?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114308391659912089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114308391659912089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308391659912089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114308391659912089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/eto-nanaman-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24466826.post-114294829916595528</id><published>2006-03-21T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T07:03:48.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>minsan ngtataka ako sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nafeel mo na bang ang tanga tanga mo? o ngiging tanga ka o bobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko napapansin o nararamdaman dati pero ngayon ko lang naisip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awts.. reality check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam nman nating lahat na hindi pwedeng hindi mgbago ang isang tao. pero kasama ba dun pgkabobo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko lang ha... pero sa tingin ko nahahawa nako sa sakit sa utak ng mga tao sa school ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually parang ketong. Habang tumatagal kinakain o nabubulok ung laman o balat mo o EWAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning: highly contagious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ung sakit na meron ako ngayon e unti unting kinakain, nabubulok o natutunaw ung utak mo hanggng sa sabaw lugaw o sopas nalang ang matira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gradual nman ang pagkatunaw ng utak mo at pwede pa nman sigurong maagapan... kaso habang tumatagal ako sa school na yon.. feeling ko kalahati na ng utak ko nasama sa pagkatunaw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasama nrin dun ung sentido comon at intelehente ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7568/2536/320/brain_gelatin_mold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di kaya mging gnto na utak ko?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Certified Mannequin: May katawan nga, wala nmang utak..."&lt;/strong&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/24466826-114294829916595528?l=nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/feeds/114294829916595528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24466826&amp;postID=114294829916595528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114294829916595528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24466826/posts/default/114294829916595528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiaandotherstories.blogspot.com/2006/03/minsan-ngtataka-ako-sa-sarili-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Jona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/akosijona/DSC01292.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
