<?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-19989882</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:19:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i say welcome?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-1338167865625313798</id><published>2007-09-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:12:10.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i consider myself a total inggrata, i have one word to say... guess what.. it starts with the letter S and no, it's not my name. the correct answer&lt;br /&gt;is...*dundun*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAMAT. SALAMAT in all caps. maraming maraming salamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat to the following:&lt;br /&gt;Lord, for everything. for the blessings and the blessings i don't consider blessings but are blessings just the same. Lord, the best ka. minsan di ko maintindihan takbo ng buhay ko pero alam ko po, anu't ano pa man, magiging maganda ending ng kahit anong sinulat mo. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family, para sa walang hanggang pasensya at pagmamahal. never kayong nagkulang sa suporta, sa hugs at sa pera. joke. nagkukulang sa pera pero hindi sa&lt;br /&gt;LOVE. kung yun din lang ang sukatan ng kayamanan, pati si bill gates mapaglalampaso natin. kaso hindi, pero ok lang. aanhin ko ang milyon. di ko naman&lt;br /&gt;madadala sa langit? at least tayo, sama-sama dun diba? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direk auraeus, salamat po sa tiwala nyo. i know i screwed up somewhere along the film but still, salamat po for bearing with me. salamat sa mga&lt;br /&gt;nakakaencourage na speech. namomotivate po talaga kaming lahat. ang dating sa kin dati ni direk, parang.. *dundun* the legend of mam aguila's ever favorite&lt;br /&gt;student-turned-internationally acclaimed filmmaker. something like that. yung tipong ginagawan ko ng reflection paper para sa pinoy tapos nababasa ko yung&lt;br /&gt;name sa internet at dyaryo. tapos isang araw, me nagtext sa kin na pumunta to this place and that place turned out to be direk's house and the next thing i&lt;br /&gt;know, *poof* i was taking part in the making of a brilliant work of art. :) direk, you're such a henyo. di ako nagtataka kung bat peyborit na peyborit ka ni&lt;br /&gt;mam aguila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir henry grageda, i have a confession to make.. nagcrayola ako nung unang beses ko nabasa yung script. felt na felt ko. parang naput into words ang kabuuan&lt;br /&gt;ng pisay spirit. nakakahiya mang aminin pero ganun kami kanerdy. for goodness.. we're even a hundredfold worse. nyak. &gt;&lt; salamat po for helping me&lt;br /&gt;internalize my role. salamat din po for your intarmed advice. salamat po sa mahiwagang ballpen! camon.. i've been using it in all my tests. himalang di ako&lt;br /&gt;bumabagsak. hehe. salamat po for writing a beautiful screenplay for the film. wag po kayong mag-alala, binigyan po nya ng hustisya ang alma mater natin.&lt;br /&gt;benta po yung jokes nyo, in fairness. :) saka waw sir henry, STUDENT REGENT + USC chair + LFS [plus plus]. super po kayo! di ko kinaya ang powers nyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direk charlie &lt;3, my peyborit cinematographer! kahit madalas nyo po akong awayin at asarin, marami pong salamat. tenchu sa cadbury na binili nyo pa po talaga&lt;br /&gt;as peace offering. hehe. kahit parati nyo po akong inaasar ke jonathan at elijah at parati nyong pinupuna ang pimples ko, miss ko na po kayo. *huhu* naks. me&lt;br /&gt;ganun? hehe. you're the best sir charlie. we lab shoo all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir paul morales, naaalala ko pa rin po yung sinabi nyo na ke liway po kayo pinaka-nakakarelate. salamat po sa mga kinwento nyo po about what martial law was&lt;br /&gt;like. parang nabuhay na rin po ako noon. salamat po sa inyong encouraging words, sa inyong bonding bonding with us. tenchu po. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya nestor, kuyaaa nestor, kunwari crush kita. hehe. salamat sa super duper hardwork mo. salamat sa workshop, lalong lalo na sa paglibre sa ken ng&lt;br /&gt;watchamacallthat crap/food na super mahal pero pang-aso naman. sorry kuya nestor. napagastos ka pa. dibale, crush naman daw kita. :P we would not have nailed&lt;br /&gt;it without your pep talks and coaching. goo'luck sa iyong mga kinakarir 'banda rito, banda don, banda where ever.' ang galing nga ni gina pareno dun sa MMK.&lt;br /&gt;sabi mo nga.. "yowwn.. akteeeeng!" umiyak talaga ako nun... left eye lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reyna shandii, mother, di ko napanood ang pilipinas circa 1907. ang chaka. nakakairita. MULAN, this friday, manonood ako. &gt;&lt; para sa iyong dedication at di&lt;br /&gt;matawarang sipag, SALUDO AKO SA BEAUTY MO. maraming akong natutunan sa yo. lahat ng nirecommend mong films, pinanood ko. diyosa kang tunay. ang ganda ng&lt;br /&gt;taste mo sa films. i love em all. sana makanood tayo together ng tanghalang filipino plays [nakakaiyak talaga.. i missed pc1907]. i mishoo na mother shandii!&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir erwin, tenchu po for your text text. sorry po kung minsan tamad akong magreply. salamat po sa yellow cab erbil. woohoo. kitang kita po namin ang inyong&lt;br /&gt;hardwork during the making of the film. salamat po sa pag-abot ng TF. weeeeheeee. super hardworking po kayo. we all saw that. salamat po talaga nang marami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya hai hai, for your di matawarang tiyaga. winner ka talaga kuya hai! salamat nang soOoper sa mga chika-chika nyo. salamat for your text text. patawad po&lt;br /&gt;kung minsan makulit ako. weehee. peace po tayo kuya hai. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lola alexa, nasan ka man lola, tenchu po sa inyong retouch-retouch at mga chika-chika. hinding hindi ko malilimutan ang madalas nyong paalala sa kin,&lt;br /&gt;OILINESS IS NEXT TO UGLINESS. inukit ko na sya sa aking puso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annicka, gammy, carl, elijah, jonathan, alfred, ej, mga erp, miss ko na kayo. masaya akong naging kaibigan ko kayo. salamat sa short bonding bonding moments&lt;br /&gt;at sa tawanan. ang galing-galing nyong lahat. idol kung idol. saludong saludo ako senyo. keep in touch ha. sana magkita-kita pa tayo ulet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sindikatok family, sang kangkungan ako pupulitin kung di kayo dumating sa buhay ko? worth it ang bawat workshop. kahit pinaiyak ako nang todo ng mga katok&lt;br /&gt;nung batok pa lang ako, hinding hindi ako nagreregret na sumali ako sa sindikatok. you made the best four years of my life all the more worthwhile. mabuhay&lt;br /&gt;ang apoy. live. love. breathe. [waw.. ang tagal ko ring hindi nasulat yang tagline na yan :)] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate anna and ate marella, tenchu for your companionship. salamat sa sandaling oras na nagkausap tayo. sana magkita pa tayo ulet! ate anna: bonding tayo.&lt;br /&gt;isama naten si shulamith. ate marella: i'll stand by my word, BOOKS BEFORE BOYS. amen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate jane, ate jen, kuya james, uh.. kuyas and ates, all the people in the house, SALAMAT. ano ang pisay the movie kung wala kayo? nagpay off po ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;salamat po. :) [to the kuya who told me there's some kapre in pisay, YOU SCARED ME TO DEATH. buti graduate na ko! :o]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art dep, CONGRATS. di ko alam kung ganun nga talaga ang 80's but yeah.. hehe.. you bagged the best production design. i guess that says it all. sulet ang&lt;br /&gt;pagod nyo! i should have made dekwat the polly pocket doll you painted brown to make it look as dark as i am.. haha. :p dibale, i have one of those ngipin ng&lt;br /&gt;buwaya necklace prototypes [RYAN, IBALIK MO NA!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pisay foundation, SAVIOR. you saved the day! we love our foundation. GO GO GO PSHS FOUNDATION. mabuhay ang ballers, mugs, shirts, souvenir programmes!&lt;br /&gt;mabuhay kayo! we love you po. pisay the movie owes much of its success to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga naging batchmate ko sa movie, I MISSHOOOOO. natutuwa ako na kahit hindi tayo batchmates, yung iba ni hindi ko schoolmates, nafeel kong iisang batch tayo.&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa pagtitiyaga nyo. pinatunayan nyong PATIENCE really is a virtue. ang galing nyong mag-imbento ng bagong mechanics ng uno. my golay.. you guys are&lt;br /&gt;geniuses. hehe. it was a summer well-spent. salamat mga erp. i hope you enjoyed as much as i did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre, SA MGA BATCHMATE KO, BATCH 2007, mehn... how could i ever thank you enough? nakakaoverwhelm ang suporta nyo! sobrang salamat talaga sa pagclap nyo tuwing lumalabas grad pic ko sa credits. salamat para dun. hehe. :p hehe.. deh.. seryoso, salamat talaga. sa lahat lahat na. salamat talaga. sobrang salamat. salamat. sorry kung puro salamat lang nasusulat ko. but really, i couldn't think of words that could express how thankful i am. basta, SALAMAT. yun na yun. TO OUR TEACHERS, salamat po sa tiwala nyo sa kakayahan namin. salamat po sa encouragement nyo. you made us who we are. behind brilliant students are equally brilliant and dedicated teachers. ang pisay the movie po ay isang pagpugay sa mga pinuhunan nyo. salamat po. hinding hindi ko malilimutan na sa bawat classroom ng pisay ay may paalalang BAYAN MUNA. inukit nyo po yun sa puso ko. salamat po. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga nanood po ng pisay, salamat po! sana po nagustuhan nyo. :) i wasn't able to watch other cinemalaya entries. i have zero idea how the other films fared. di ko alam kung anong meron sa kanila [but i've been reading good reviews about all the cinemalaya entries. yey.]. ang alam ko lang, puso ang puhunan ng PISAY the movie. di ko sya sinasabi dahil andun ako sa movie and all that jazz.. sinasabi ko to bilang alumna ng pisay. damang dama ko yung movie. tagos to the DNA. in two hours, napakita nya yung saya at hirap ng pagiging iskolar. how we occasionally collide with each other's trajectories; how remain winners despite all odds; how we sometimes feel consumed by the pressures of this world; how we discover what we're called for. syaks. di ko talaga maexpress fully [plus my laptop's about to die any minute and my adaptor's with my dormmate so i better finish this fast.]. well yes.. i've said enough. SALAMAT talaga. that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN, LORD, salamat po for giving me the opportunity to meet these people. salamat po for bringing pisay into my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-1338167865625313798?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/1338167865625313798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=1338167865625313798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1338167865625313798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1338167865625313798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/09/before-i-consider-myself-total-inggrata.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-5393660961248444484</id><published>2007-07-15T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:04:51.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my oh my. grabe. konti na lang aamagin na tong blog ko. kawawa naman sya. kasi ganito yan e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi sa dorm, medyo wala kaming internet connection. umaasa na lang akong makaleech sa insecure... este, hindi secure na wifi ng ibang people para naman naeemail ko ang nagtatampo kong best friend. *&lt;strong&gt;HOY JOJI&lt;/strong&gt;, in fairness, nagcocompose ako ng emails offline kaso sa laptop ko pala nasave at hindi sa usb. e nasa netopia ako.. e i kinda forgot to make lipat my composition to the usb so there.. tanga kung tanga.. haha. :D this week talaga.. pramis.. ala thesis ang haba ng email ko-- roughly 10 pages, font 10, TNR, single-spaced.. ganun lang sya kaiksi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPETITION SCREENINGS (PISAY by Auraeus Solito)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Jul/Sat 03:30 PM Venue 1 - CCP Main Theatre / Tanghalang Nicanor Abelardo&lt;br /&gt;22 Jul/Sun 09:00 PM Venue 4 - CCP MKP Hall / Bulwagang Alagad Ng Sining&lt;br /&gt;24 Jul/Tue 09:00 PM Venue 1 - CCP Main Theatre / Tanghalang Nicanor Abelardo&lt;br /&gt;25 Jul/Wed 09:00 PM Venue 2 - CCP Little Theatre / Tanghalang Aurelio Tolentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends. *sigh* friends, THIS IS IT. waaaaaaaaaaaaaah. excited ako. pero kinakabahan din. eeeeeee. let me summarize what i'm feeling in 30 letters: askguanghgkauhhklabgjahglahgh. ganun na ganun. actually.. hindi rin. hindi ko talaga alam. nung pinapanood ko yung &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zuXGrIWDZ5I"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt;, "syaks.. this is my iskool. i miss my iskool. but syaks.. why is my peys in there?!" sabi nga ni joji, &lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIC&lt;/strong&gt; yung trailer. and yes i must agree. hindi lang yung school yung naalala ko. naalala ko rin yung making ng movie mismo. tapos yung martial law stuff na knkwento ng mga magulang ko, ng mga teachers, ng mga lolo, ng mga lola, ng mga tita, ng history books at wala akong masabi. feeling ko, nabuhay na rin ako nung time na yun. basta, &lt;strong&gt;WATCH PISAY&lt;/strong&gt;. di ko sya sinasabi kasi andun ako at felt na felt ko sya masyado. ang masasabi ko lang, it'll be worth your while. well.. don't expect it to be like transformers or harry potter dahil walang wala sila. joke lang. JOKE LANG yun a [sorry ninong steven spielberg &gt;&lt;]. naenjoy ko yung transformers. pero kasi kahit anong enjoy ko sa kanya, malayo naman sa realidad si megatron at bumblebee at lalong mas malayo si HARRY POTTER. e ang pisay, damang dama ko yung heart nya. wala man sya ng mga nagttransform na robots, meron naman syang nagrreact na chemicals. wala man syang mcgonagall, meron naman syang MS. CASAS. o.. san ka pa? deh.. seriously, sana pag pinanood nyo sya, wag kayong matawa sa pagmumukha ko. wag kayong, "hey check it out! check it out! it's shayne! hahahaha. she looks really tanga." kahit mukha talaga akong tanga, &lt;strong&gt;HUWAG&lt;/strong&gt; ok? una sa lahat, in the movie, it's not me, it's LIWAY. pangalawa, hindi dahil maaapakan ang apak na apak ko nang kahihiyan. give justice to the film. pinaghirapan to nina direk auraeus.. my galleh.. di nyo alam.. ang hirap nyang gawin. all to pay tribute to the Filipino youth. all to break fallacies that we are suckers for love, walang pake sa grades, sa magulang, sa bayan.. heck.. camon. NASAAN NA? NASAAN NA ANG KABATAANG MAG-AALAY NG TALINO AT BUHAY PARA SA BAYAN? here. blogging. six years na lang, gagraduate na ako. joke lang. :p deh.. nasaan na kamo? andyan-dyan lang. hindi lang siguro alam ng mga Pilipinong nagpaaral sa kanila kasi hindi sila namumulitika. tahimik lang silang nagsisilbi sa bayan. walang pangalang binabalandra sa tarps at waiting sheds.. yung mga tipong pati yung initials nya pinipilit sa pangalan ng city. syaks. irita talaga ako sa mayni&lt;strong&gt;LA&lt;/strong&gt; effect na yan. parang inangkin ang manila.. sa antipolo ganun din, ACG daw, antipolo city go pero paepek lang din yun kasi Angelito C. Gatlabayan talaga yung ibig sabihin nun. kahit pa marami syang nagawa for the city, wag sanang papampam. hello?? it's their job. talagang dapat marami silang ginagawa. it's like a mother shouting, "HEY I'm taking care of my kids!!! I'm so good noh?" duh.. "you're supposed to take care of your kids!!! batukan kita dyan e!"]. gah. wow. teka. anlayo ng narating ko a. A BASTA. ang point ko lang: sa wakas nagkatribute na rin ang mga kabataang sineseryoso ang sinasabi ng mga matatanda na sila ang pag-asa ng bayan. ewan ko ha.. pero tuwing inaatake ako ng katamaran, naaalala ko na maraming pasyenteng pumipila sa PGH. binabayaran ako ng mga Pilipino para mag-aral kaya nawalan ako ng karapatan to slack off. Pisay ang nagparealize sa akin nun. at bilang pasasalamat sa Pisay, suportahan natin ang movie na tribute sa kanya. Camon friends, kung student ka, 50Php lang sya. mas mahal pa nga pangload mo e. support kung support na ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya mga p're, mga tsang.. CCP, july21-29,&lt;strong&gt; PISAY&lt;/strong&gt;, a film by auraeus solito [the genius behind &lt;em&gt;ang pagdadalaga ni maximo oliveros, tuli &lt;/em&gt;and the director of the award-winning music video of &lt;em&gt;Ang Huling El Bimbo&lt;/em&gt; or in other words, ang tanging music video na hindi umani ng lait from me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egis mga erp, KITAKITS.. or should i say, stikatik! [~you like that?] :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-5393660961248444484?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/5393660961248444484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=5393660961248444484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5393660961248444484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5393660961248444484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-9068217513835693010</id><published>2007-06-04T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T12:38:58.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/RmOTNaF6BpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JWqZAsKLZQQ/s1600-h/IMG_5004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/RmOTNaF6BpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JWqZAsKLZQQ/s400/IMG_5004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072059463900989074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang haba ng hair ko :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayeee.. last day of shoot yesterday. at andun ako kahit wala akong scene. *beh* e kasi, mabubulok lang naman ako sa bahay, might as well decay somewhere else. saka kelangan kong kunin ung digicam at charger ko from garrick [bago hanapin ulit sa kin ng nanay ko.. HOHOHO] tas andun din naman si paolo rykes so ayun, me kasabay ako pauwi. nung nasa mall ako, naisip ko.. wag na lang kaya ako pumunta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAGPLANTSA NA LANG KAYA AKO?&lt;/span&gt; haha. &gt;&lt; ay kaso, nagpramis nga pala ako kina carl at ej na dadaan ako. weeee... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. pisay. first day of classes nila today. at tomorrow, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATAK PLAY&lt;/span&gt;. yiihaaa. pupunta na naman ulit ako sa pisay? parang di na ko nagsawa a. habang pinapanood ko ung mga dormers na nagbabalik-dorm, nagtaka ako kung bat di ko namimiss ung feeling na "hey, dorm ulit! ansaya-saya!" oh well, i never really looked forward to going back to the dormitory. it marks the official end of my sweet summer. but i all the more hate the feeling of leaving it. nakakainis ung ganun noh? ayaw mong puntahan, ayaw mo rin namang iwan. nyak. ayoko na. ayokong magdrama. sayang ang bagong hairdo ko! haha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinabayaan ko ung parlorista. basta dapat, layered at shoulder length para di ko sya kalbuhin. sabi nya, "sige ako bahala. bagay sayo tong gagawin ko." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*poof* MARIEL RODRIGUEZ HAIR&lt;/span&gt;. sabi nila bagay raw. sabi ni vince, "ampangit mo ate. di bagay! di ako sanay!"sabi ni nico, "i like it. i like it. i like it. picture!!!" sabi nina alfred at kuya nestor at kuya james, "mariel! mariel! diba me uplate ka pa?" sabi ni paolo, "not so shayne. parang... shayne wearing a miniskirt." sabi ko, watever. basta me buhok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-9068217513835693010?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/9068217513835693010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=9068217513835693010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/9068217513835693010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/9068217513835693010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/06/ang-haba-ng-hair-ko-ayeee.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/RmOTNaF6BpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JWqZAsKLZQQ/s72-c/IMG_5004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-7841539616975549532</id><published>2007-05-20T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:19:25.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO A BABE NAMED TIFFANY MALLILLIN, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt; Hey-hey-heypi bertdoi [*in British accent, with a poke and the world-famous tiffany smile :)*]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIX WEIRD &lt;s&gt;SENSES&lt;/s&gt; THINGS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know the rules by now. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to have something to hug when sleeping. Else, babangungutin ako. Kahit anong pwedeng i-hug—tao [yung willing madaganan, magaan lang naman ako e], unan, doll, stuffed toy, electric fan, blender, tyanak. Kahit ano &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;WA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love to stroll… within the four corners of my room. Don’t ask me why. Basta, nakakarelieve sya ng stress for some WEIRD reason [haller… six weird things].&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have this special trashcan for special stuff. It’s my own segregation scheme: biodegradable*non-biodegradable*MEMORABLE. Kaya wag kayong magugulat kung pakikitaan ko kayo ng varnished balat ng saging na kinain natin nung nagbonding tayo sa may swing nung grade school. [Haha… OA.] Wala pa naman akong “tinatapong” memorable biodegradable maliban sa mga nappreserve na flowers. :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;PAT&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I listen to a song, next to the content of the lyrics, sunod kong naiisip kung pano ko ididirect yung music video nya… with the story, montage, choreography, VJ’s intro and MTV galore of AWARDSSss. Sorry… di ako musician. Di ko naman maisip, “yuckkk… ang jokla naman nung bass. It should have sounded like a ukulele.” Sorry friends, it never entered my mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;MA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I talk to strangers… below the age of ten. Gusto ko lang. Nakakatuwa sila e. Kinakausap naman nila ako. Obsolete na ata yung “Don’t talk to strangers,” which is good! :) Nah… actually, most of the time, I talk to them in the presence of their parent/guardian so ok lang. It disqualifies me from being a potential kidnapper. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;NIM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a sixth sense. JOKE. Asa ka. But I believe in aswangs, malignos, engkantos, kapres, duwendes and paris hiltons. Me mga ganun talaga. Take it from an apo of romblon’s best albularyo! Libre magpatawas dun! [Lolo Diego, the twin of my maternal grandpapa, is a quack doctor. Kaya nga ako nag-intarmed e… para me sumunod sa mga yapak nya. HAHA.]&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And because I love you all… I have a 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; on my list. I’m publicizing it FOR FREE. My… I’m so kind talaga.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;TO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m tagging EVERYONE. Everyone, do this and be weirded out by your own weirdoh-ness. You’d LOooOVE yourself even more. :) Seriously, it’s okay to be weird. We’re freak shows in our own ways. Kahit ano ka pa man, you’re fearfully and wonderfully made. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;YO BEN YO, ansama mo sa kin. Bakit ka ganyan? Mukha kang shrek. JOKE. Tenchu-tenchu. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope my friend doesn’t mind but I’m posting here what he told me yesterday. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; "Sinasarado nya yung pinto e. Di naman nya tinutupad yung promise nya na andyan lang sya pag kelangan ko sya…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Baka kelangan nya ng distance…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Time and space…? HA. kaya nasisira relationships e.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Di nya sinisira. On the contrary, nagiging stronger nga e.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Kung lalayo ka ngayon, bukas lang, pwede ka nang mamatay. Di mo alam e. Ngayon, pwede tayong sumabog dito. Wala talagang oras.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Napaisip ako dun a.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/19989882-7841539616975549532?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/7841539616975549532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=7841539616975549532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/7841539616975549532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/7841539616975549532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-babe-named-tiffany-mallillin-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-7801030865218380907</id><published>2007-05-10T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T19:51:43.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;elijah: ate shayne, tomboy ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shayne: ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elijah: wala lang. para ka kasing lalaki kumilos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huwat?? since when? what an ouch to my femininity naman. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinanong na rin ng mom ni joji kung lesbian daw ba ako. hmmm.. it makes me wonder too. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'M 136% GIRLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; [got this from ben-yo. :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this quiz and find out how girly you are. (GUYS TOO) Put x's beside each thing that's true. Each x that you put is one percent. Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always done.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] During the summer the only shoes i wear are flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite toys as a child were barbies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--c'mon barbeh, let's go parteh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite colour is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; or purple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--bakit ba ha? maganda naman ang pink a. kulay ng pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I did Gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love skirts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hollister is one of my favorite places to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans i'll wear.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-- :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never had a real job. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My hair is almost always straightened&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have at least 8 myspace pictures&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I usually go shopping once a week&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to hang out at the mall with friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace or earings. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--spelling naman friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I change my icon weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear a shower cap.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I dont shop at Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My cell phone might as well become a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been or am on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bathing suits are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Big sunglasses are hott.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have gotten my nails done before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--no beybeh.. we talk about global warming and Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to have girls do my hair. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--*ahemSisterhoodAhem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I give and recieve hugs from all my friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--migash. speling naman freinds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Carnivals are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;[x] Summer is THE best season.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Musicians are so hot. --yung iba.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write me a poem and tell me I'm beautiful and I'm all yours&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  --alam ko nang maganda ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cry often.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My car smells like vanilla or cherry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My dishes get washed more than once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont do sports.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I HATE to run.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I squeal when I am surprised or angry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I eat dried fruit as a snack.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drew Barrymore is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I dance a lot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] usually spend an hour or over to get ready to leave my house. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--isang oras lang naman. beyond an hour is overkill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--5 million lang e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to get dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Every part of my outfit needs to match.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--i used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would love to have a photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I apply lip stuff 50 times a day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--lip stuff.. like grease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wish I were a model.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--yesss.. ng toothpaste... sa radyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--and tell her she's not hawt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been something that was semi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own Uggs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pop my collar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Guys with Mohawks are crazy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Horses are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cats are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I write my own music&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would love to visit Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Valentine's day is so cute! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--hapilabidubs day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] White is better than black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the grunge look.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to read magazines.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to gossip.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters/notebooks as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are 1-2hrs long.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other.&lt;br /&gt;[xxx] I like little kids.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Diet drinks are the best.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I check my myspace everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love life!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of jewlery!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My screen name(s) have x's in them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Either one of my myspace names has/had "&lt;3"'s&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would never want to be the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] It's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um yeah.. triptrip. limme spread the love..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tagging: JOJI, IRISH, JOY, &lt;s&gt;ANDREW&lt;/s&gt; HENSON [wag ka nang mag-invi.. di ko alam kung kelan ka nag-oonline e.. ayan friends, nag-iinvi yan si henson.. now you know.. HAHA. *PEACE*], KUYA PITS. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-7801030865218380907?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/7801030865218380907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=7801030865218380907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/7801030865218380907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/7801030865218380907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/05/elijah-ate-shayne-tomboy-ka-ba-shayne.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-8918212175313670715</id><published>2007-05-02T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:45:52.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAYRAY ALCANTARA&lt;/span&gt;, ano ba girl? ayusin mo naman tabulas mo.. di kami makapagtag [or at least yung mga nakafirefox].. haha. ang angas noh? por que bagong skin.  *heehee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatawa, minutes ago lang, nagpplano kaming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mag-gatecrash sa LCDC&lt;/span&gt;.. kasi si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adelle fortunato, &lt;/span&gt;umuwi sya from camp so naisip naming sumabay sa kanya pagbalik. triptrip lang.  di naman sa gatecrashing.. i'd rather call it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURPRISE VISIT&lt;/span&gt;. haha. para naman mas magandang pakinggan. *heehee* in fairness, naexcite naman kami dun sa idea. GO NA GO na nga kami e. kaso, kung nagbabalak ng mga surprise-surprise na ganyan, sana di night before diba? nasayang tuloy excitement namin. HEHE.. ayan o.. seconds prior, called off na. *booo* dibale.. balita ko, me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET-TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;. ayan. ayan ang dapat matuloy! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS NA MISS KO NANG MAGCAMP. &lt;/span&gt;andami kong natutunan about God. ang ganda pa nung campsite.. ang sarap magQT.. talagang QUIET. saka andami kong nakikilalang brotherhood and sisterhood. nakakamiss talaga. ngayon lang ulet ako di magcacamp. mamimiss ko ung youth camp ng denomination namin this year. *awww* kawawa naman sila, mamimis nila ako.. HAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 lang umattend ng LC.. c'mon over. tutukan talaga yun. tampo nga si adelle e, injanan daw yung LC. haha. in hindsight, although i'd prefer a bigger group, masaya rin ang konti. soooper close na kayo by the end of the week saka matututukan kayo ng ates and kuyas. lahat siguro sila makakapagBS lead. how fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ansaya ng traveling headband.. nasa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONDON&lt;/span&gt;. sosyal. haha. kaya pala matagal nang di nagpaparamdam si big sister irish. paLONDON-london na lang sya ngayon. nagpramis akong dadalhin ko ung headband sa egypt kaso mukang di na yun tuloy. siguro next summer. weeee. sa ngayon, hanggang antipolo lang maooffer ko sa kanya.. HAHA. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-8918212175313670715?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/8918212175313670715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=8918212175313670715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8918212175313670715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8918212175313670715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-rayray-alcantara-ano-ba-girl-ayusin.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-370862784553081051</id><published>2007-04-25T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:00:36.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/Ri9QwnYp2GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cXf8QEPfHTs/s1600-h/IMG_3868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/Ri9QwnYp2GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cXf8QEPfHTs/s400/IMG_3868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057349702696687714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, natuwa ako dahil brownout. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa brownout, direcho kaming mall. wooohoo. buong araw kaming nasa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mall of asia&lt;/span&gt;. kumain at nagshop lang kami dun. yeeeh. talk about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GASTOS&lt;/span&gt;. e ganun e.. kasi mainit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa isang buong araw na pagstay namin sa MoA, isang doll lang nabili ko. yeppp.. tumambay kasi kami ng utol ko sa toy kingdom. pagkatapos ko bilhan yung inaanak ko ng gift, naghanap ako ng something for myself. yaaak. parang bata. natuwa ako dun sa rag doll na mahabaaaaaaaa yung legs, na me velcro sa hands, na pwedeng itwist-twist. kaya binili ko si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEEKY&lt;/span&gt;. kami ni vince nagpangalan sa kanya. heehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nakita ko si cheeky kahit di naman kamuka ni cheeky ung dolls sa movie, naalala ko yung isang scene sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.&lt;/span&gt;. nasa ilalim ng kumot sina clementine at joel. sabi ni clem ke joel na me doll daw sya dati. parati nyang sinasampal at sinisigawan ng, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BE BEAUTIFUL!"&lt;/span&gt; kasi feeling nya, di raw sya maganda. kate winslet, panget? sapakin ko kaya sya.. pero yun, nalungkot talaga ako kasi andami kong naalala from my childhood. di naman ako nananapak ng doll pero me mga times kasi na iniiwan ako ng mga tao sa bahay tas dolls lang kasama ko. :( yuck. anong drama to? --- tas dahil madalas akong sabihang pangit ng titas ko, minsan naiinggit ako sa dolls kasi sila pretty. kahit sinasabi ko na freaky ung isang housemate sa big brother house dahil kinakausap nya ung doll nya.. sa totoo lang, naiintindihan ko sya. haha. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-370862784553081051?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/370862784553081051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=370862784553081051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/370862784553081051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/370862784553081051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-first-time-natuwa-ako-dahil.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/Ri9QwnYp2GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cXf8QEPfHTs/s72-c/IMG_3868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-532733659369727841</id><published>2007-04-21T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T13:46:27.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey sexy blog, you deserve an update. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limme give this entry a proper title: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;RANDOM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinag-isipan ko yang title na yan ha. dumugo ilong ko jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ang cute ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eliana&lt;/span&gt;. pinuntahan namin sila ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mommy di &lt;/span&gt;last tuesday. natakot naman akong icarry sya. nakakapanghina. she's sooooooooooo little. duh naman db? mas manghina ako kung gigantic one-week old baby sya. e pero db, kung pedia na ako, kelangan kong magbuhat ng babies? finefine. in ten years pa naman yun. for now, happy na ako sa papichur-pichur lang with babies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mich barcenas&lt;/span&gt;, for using a portion of my digicam's memory to take a picture of a picture of herself [;p] and for not going to pisay when she promised she would and for giving me my now favorite pantali, I LOVE YOU TOOOO. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*diba nakakatakot na di mafeel ng mga tao na love mo na love mo sila? DIBA DIBA? um-oo ka na.  ang ikli-ikli ng buhay para maghesitate ka pang ipafeel na blessing sila sa life mo. kaya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P*NG MEDINA&lt;/span&gt;, i love you! ilabshoo very much. malaki kang blessing sa buhay kong ito. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISAY the movie&lt;/span&gt; kwentos.. eto na.. first ever entry about pisay the movie. well yeah, TIRING. i would always go home dog-tired. i would wake up 12 hours  later.  pero HAPPY sya. swear. sobrang masaya ako to be part of this b-e-a-u-tiful film. una sa lahat, maarte kasi akong bata. acting means passion to me. pero honestly, di ako umaarte sa pisay the movie e kasi ako naman ung pinoportray ko dun e.. ano pang iaarte ko? saka bakit ako mapapagod? tribute to sa alma mater ko. tribute to sa mga batang sineseryoso yung sinasabi nila na "ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan." they're always criticizing the filipino youth.. bat naman ganun? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNFAIR&lt;/span&gt;. sobrang unfair talaga. kung di mga basagulero, puro lovesick-suckers-for-more-lovesickness filipino teenagers.  sa bagay, ano bang mapagmamalaki ko? wala pa naman akong nagagawa para sa pilipinas.. pero ito lang masasabi ko, hindi lahat ng teenagers e sabik magkasyota, walang pake sa magulang, sa grades at mababaw ang pananaw sa buhay.. me mga high school students out there na naghihirap mag-aral para lang masulit yung buwis ng mga pilipino, na sinasama ang bansa nila sa kanilang prayers, na sinasama ang pilipinas sa mga pangarap nila sa buhay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAYA SA MGA PISAY KIDS NA PART NG MOVIE:&lt;/span&gt; paghirapan natin to. minsan lang nila tayong pansinin. let's make them appreciate the better filipino youth. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i need not to join a sorority. i have one na e.. my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SISTERHOOD&lt;/span&gt;. sige, will upload pics LATER. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tinatamad na si shayne. nyoknyok. di pa ako naliligo. patawarin nyo na ako!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-532733659369727841?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/532733659369727841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=532733659369727841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/532733659369727841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/532733659369727841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-sexy-blog-you-deserve-update.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-5636587139610945641</id><published>2007-03-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:50:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A moment, something restless caught you by surprise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Surprise, surprise.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;grad na bukas. yikee. pero wala tatay ko. mas importante kasi yung malls sa egypt e. baka di pa matapos yung mga yun. sayang yung sweldo. baka magalit pa yung egyptians db? kaya ok lang. PRAAAMIS. ano ba yun? AKO, NAGTATAMPO? camon. graduation ko lang naman yun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ako nakaattend ng grad prac kanina. kasi kelangan naming sunduin yung padala ni papa sa airport. sabi ni mama, dala raw nung officemate nya. kaya sige, gogogo. andun daw grad gift ko e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amboooooring maghintay. natulog na lang ako. hintay-hintay-hintay-tulog-hintay-tulog. suko na ko. pati si vince na umaasa sa nakapackage na HAMSTER, suko na rin. dibale na yung grad gift. pake ko dun. ang gusto ko yung tatay ko at hindi yung kung anumang egyptian crap na matatanggap ko. after 333 years and a day, nagtext na rin sa wakas ke mama yung officemate ni papa. andun na raw sya. so ako, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;ohyeh. JUK.. ME PAKE PA PALA AKO! MAMAAAA, PAKISABI GANITO SUOT KO, ME DALA AKONG BLUE PILLOW *chooochooo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;. sabi ni mama, "ayun na sya!" "which, what, where, whom??" "ayuuuun. sa tapat naten." "hindi sya yan. si papa naman yan e!" papa?! waddafrigginhair?? WEH. si papa ba talaga yun? aba malay. isa lang yung contacts na suot ko e. edi takbo kami to the other side. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. "ngak. si papa nga!!! huhuhu.. [subra-subra]" hugs, kisses and bajillion of unspoken words. tears followed. kaw ba naman, lokohin ka ng magulang mo. pero kung ganun pala feeling na maloko, willing akong magpaloko over and over again. parang kelan lang, nagddrama ako ke twinski na feeling ko mas importante yung work ni papa kesa sa kin. pero pagkatapos mong makita at ma-hug ang makakapagdisprove nun, ewan ko na lang kung di ka pa maiyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"akala ko di ka aattend ng graduation ko.. sabi mo sa ken KAGABI."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pwede ba naman yun anak? hindi lang ikaw naghihintay sa araw na yun..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patalo lang si mama. kasi habang iyak ako nang iyak, tawa sya nang tawa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;nasurprise ka noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; oo naman. pinagkaisahan nyo kami ni vince! kami lang yung clueless na yung hamster na padala, oversized pala. marunong din palang mangsurprise parents ko. at higit sa lahat, marunong din pala silang magsinungaling. waw. how exemplary. *clapclapclap* hoho.. pero sige, forgiven and forgotten. nakuha ko naman yung grad gift na gusto ko e. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/19989882-5636587139610945641?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/5636587139610945641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=5636587139610945641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5636587139610945641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5636587139610945641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/03/moment-something-restless-caught-you-by.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-8003583651340916079</id><published>2007-03-25T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:50:15.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>madaldal ako. gusto kong magkwento. di bale nang walang magbasa basta makapagkwento lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and limme start off with one event that did quench my thirst.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagulat ako sa mga narinig ko nung praisefest evaluation. hindi ako aware dun sa mga naging problema onstage. oh well, siguro kasi andun lang ako sa registration table the whole time kaya di ko masyadong nakikita yung slip-ups na sinasabi nina henson OR baka naman, ganun ka-petty yung mga yun kaya yung mga onstage lang yung nakakaramdam na me mali. hindi ako makahirit kanina kasi ansarap nung manok [courtesy of gorgeousss mam gene.. :9 onga noh.. di ako nagtenkyu] pero seryoso, from behind, seeing the whole picture, di mo mapapansin yung mga sinasabi nilang dead air in between songs or yung distracting gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best yung pwesto ko sa me reg table. di ka nakikita ng lahat ng tao pero you get a preeeetty good view of everyone. sulet talaga. and there is none but one word that could best describe the view from behind: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;-- ALL CAPS, IN MARQUEE, BOLD, ITALICIZED, UNDERLINED, EMBOSSED, NEON, FONT SIZE 200 and IN HOTTEST PINK. mejo katabi ko si mam pax kaya di ako nagtaka na naiyak sya nung nakita nya yung scenario. nakakabless talaga e. sobraaaaa. for the first time ever in my life, umiyak ako sa kantang trading. kumusta naman yun? kahit ganun sya ka-upbeat, di ko napigilang magkrayola. voowahaha!!! di ko alam pero masakit talaga yung panga ko nung praisefest kaya di ako makakanta pero deep inside, nagsusumigaw ng praise and worship songs yung puso ko. nakakaiyak yung nakakaoverwhelm na presence ni God. nakakaiyak na makita ang schoolmates mo na tumatalon, sumasayaw, sumisigaw at kumakanta para sa Panginoon. nakakaiyak nung nagshare sa kin si ate jana na nung high school sya, pinagdadasal nya na sana magkaron ng ganung klaseng event sa pisay and to actually witness the exact scene you've prayed for is just *WOW..* what an unparalleled joy. ano pa kaya dun sa mga nakawitness nung event from its preparation? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukod sa patalo kong panga, di ako makakanta dahil na rin sa mga late na pumapasok at maagang umuuwi. pero ok lang. labor of love ko yun for God. di naman por que di ka kumakanta e hindi ka na nagwoworship db? saka natutuwa ako. kahit mejo nakakapreoccupy yung trabaho sa registration table, sulet pa rin. God finds a way to speak to me even in doing that. nakikita ko kasi na ibang iba yung mga tao nung pumasok sila at nung palabas. nakakatuwa na kahit pag labas nila, kinakanta pa rin nila yung worship songs saka damang dama mo na me iba na sa kanila. *wooooh, THANK YOU TALAGA LORD* saka me isheshare ako... me friend kasi ako na umattend ng praisefest. nakakagulat na nga na umattend sya. pero mas nakakagulat pa na paglabas nya, kinakanta nya yung now that you're near. months ago, nung nagkkwentuhan kami, favorite nya ung three libras ng a perfect circle. sabi nya addressed daw yung song ke God. sabi nung song, "down in Your recollection, drowned among a million same... difficult not to feel just a little bit disappointed and passed over.. You don't see me.." --exactly how God &lt;s&gt;makes&lt;/s&gt; made him feel DAW. odiba? sanlibong dipang layo sa isang kanta na nagsasabing ibang tao na siya now that He's near. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha.. love it talaga. nakakabless. nakakaquench talaga ng thirst. sya yung tipo ng uhaw na masarap mafeel. kahit nakainom ka na, hahanap-hanapin mo pa rin. odiba? san ka pa makakaexperience ng ganun? ONE WAY: ke JESUS lang. :) *love YOU LORD. LOVE YOU. LOVE YOU. &lt;3*            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You make me lie down in green pastures. You make me wanting for &lt;s&gt;nothing&lt;/s&gt; MORE. You make me worship before You so i can love and adore You." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiiyak na ako. nagchichismisan kami ngayon ni zelle at nabanggit nya si PAOLO SALVADOR. gash. me brain tumor sya with the size of a golf ball! ayoko na. pramis. nagaalala na ako. di ako makapaniwala na yung buddy ko nung grade 6, confined ngayon sa hospital, waiting in line for his second operation. :( ang jolly pa naman nya na tao. masayang kasama. never a dull moment with paolo salvador. pagdasal nyo sya ha.. sana makabisita ako ke paolo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter note, me nakasabay akong BRUHA kanina pauwi. how malas. :p pangalan nya joji. at excited na akong bawiin lahat ng bonding sessions namin na nawala dahil sa walang hiyang resolution na kelangan naming magspend ng less time with each other... yaknow.. para di cramped ang mundo sa ming dalawa lang at para na rin maging best friendship factories in this galaxy. buti na lang ililibre nya ako ng accommodation sa manila hotel. at syempre, ililibre rin nya ako ng paborito kong pesto pasta sa the old spaghetti house. bibilhan din nya ako ng PINK and black parallel bible. saka magpapadala sya ng maraming pasalubong, tsokolate at higanteng teddy bears from singapore. bukod dun, reregaluhan nya rin ako ng hamster na papangalanan kong strut. maraming salamat talaga sa hitchhiking bruha na yun. alam kong di nya ko bibiguin. mahal na mahal ko sya. at kung gusto rin pala nya- pde rin nya akong bilhan ng revolve [ung bible na mukang mag] or chronicles of narnia. i'd love her even more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyak. aalis na si ate inday. for good. kakikiss ko lang sa kanya. wah. how sad naman. mamimiss ko sya. wala na ang pinakamagaling na tagamasahe sa buong antipolo000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graciousnessss. ang hirap gampanan ni liway. naman. this is too much for a first movie. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappppp. gutom na pala ako. akala ko sadyang nag-uundulate lang yung sentences na tinatype ko. xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-8003583651340916079?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/8003583651340916079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=8003583651340916079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8003583651340916079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8003583651340916079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/03/madaldal-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-9044475110192436217</id><published>2007-03-17T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:12:10.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*5... 6... 7... 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRAISEFEST :  THIRST QUENCHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;is&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;march22*thurs*4-8*reply slip = ticket*there in the open field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punta ka ha? time natin to para sabay-sabay na mag-tenkyu ke God. kung nawawala o sadyang wala kang reply slip, feel free to bother me: 09285049974/shayne_1023@y.com :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"we are forms of everything we love.. &lt;3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-jars of clay (Good Monsters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promoting! promoting! jars of clay's latest album GOOD MONSTERS. ganda-ganda. nung narinig ko yang line na yan from them, napaisip ako... nakikita kaya talaga ng mga tao kung ano yung mga bagay na love ko? nakikita ba nila si Jesus sa ken? masyado na ba akong passive sa pagiging kristiyano? baka naman puro shayne na lang nakikita nila..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-9044475110192436217?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/9044475110192436217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=9044475110192436217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/9044475110192436217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/9044475110192436217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/03/5.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-5703444704464081636</id><published>2007-03-04T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:47:56.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i say.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT A DAY! xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough na sa ken na makita lang si aureaus solito. pero di lang yun ang binigay sa ken ni God. akalain mo ba namang makakawork ko sya this summer? grabe. God couldn't get any more lavishing. :) one thing though.. there's a mura somewhere in the script. isa lang naman sya. my one and only source of apprehension. pero bakit ba? edi irequest kong baguhin. naman. isang kakarampot na salita lang naman e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung wala siguro akong math perio tomorrow, kung nasimulan ko lang yung life sci portfolio ko kagabi, kung me A4 lang ako right now at KUNG 48hrs nga lang talaga ang isang araw, i bet.. i could have written an 800-word entry. but hey shayne, good morning. your bad. you watched princess hours last night. tonight, tonight.. won't be just any night coz you ain't gonna sleep, dead meat! xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-5703444704464081636?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/5703444704464081636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=5703444704464081636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5703444704464081636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5703444704464081636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-6947329821329073426</id><published>2007-02-24T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T04:07:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me sasabihin ako sa yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.. wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;--ano nga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. miss na kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;--yun lang?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ha. yun lang. :(&lt;br /&gt;alam ko namang di ka nagtetake ng time na basahin ung blog ko. pero gusto kong malaman mo na hindi ako natutuwang di na tayo parte ng buhay ng isa't isa. sorry kung namimiss lang kita. *eewww.. emo* pero seryoso, sana ganun din naffeel mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this friggin' feeling na parati akong tinataboy ng mga taong pinakapinapahalagahan ko. ang boba ko kasi e. di ako marunong mag-alaga ng relationships. malas naman.. kung kelan fourth year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-6947329821329073426?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/6947329821329073426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=6947329821329073426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/6947329821329073426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/6947329821329073426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-sasabihin-ako-sa-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-1898239377178046819</id><published>2007-02-18T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:30:14.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*pfft* ito yung isa sa mga gabi na winiwish ko na sana 48 hrs ang isang araw at siyam na oras lang dun ung school hours para naman magkaoras akong isulat kung gano kasaya ung prom. kaso hindi e.. malas mo shayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paikli na nang paikli mga posts ko. *bwahaha* come sweet summer, alam kong magsasawa na naman ako sa kabblog. kaya habang ginagawa ko pa ung lechugas na pinoy paper due in a few hours, happy chinese new year nga pala [*go fire pigs.. rock on*].. magwiwish na lang ako na sana 48 hrs ang isang araw at siyam na oras lang dun ung school hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga di ko nakadance at nakapicture, mga malas kayo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-1898239377178046819?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/1898239377178046819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=1898239377178046819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1898239377178046819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1898239377178046819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/02/pfft-ito-yung-isa-sa-mga-gabi-na.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-1689175295807152278</id><published>2007-02-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:39:24.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ON LEAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry blog. your owner's malfunctioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-1689175295807152278?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/1689175295807152278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=1689175295807152278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1689175295807152278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/1689175295807152278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-8343142053652613347</id><published>2006-12-26T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:16:26.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinugo kami ni ryan dito. kaya kung me reklamo kayo, ---.. oo nga pala.. bawal nga pala kayong magreklamo. *bwahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUBTEXT [gawa-gawa ko lang ung title ng bawat act]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act 1 [umlaut please!]: ryan and krisha&lt;br /&gt;act 2 [check operator]: paolo and che&lt;br /&gt;act 3 [sad movies]: nico and jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LAUGH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revee and shayne [revee, sige na.. para san pa't naging tacio at pacing tayo once upon a december? :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIBIT KABIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fedra[older] - joji&lt;br /&gt;basilia[younger] - cecile&lt;br /&gt;doctor - nico&lt;br /&gt;legal wife - shayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan. me direksyon na buhay naten. seryoso.. kung me reklamo kayo, awayin nyo lang si ryan. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scripts are to follow. feeling ko naman di nyo un  papansinin til the pasukan. katoks. kaya to. naniniwala ako, maniwala rin sana kayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-8343142053652613347?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/8343142053652613347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=8343142053652613347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8343142053652613347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8343142053652613347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/12/dinugo-kami-ni-ryan-dito.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-6142955466243339044</id><published>2006-12-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T22:01:38.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;TO OUR DEAR PATOK, HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY. SHAYNE LOVES GEOM AND LOLLIPOP FOREVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I laugh You needs only two people; subtext, six. I have more than six yeses. Ituloy ko na nga. Di ko rin naman mapapatawad sarili ko kung di ako magiging proper katok. :) Kaya all ye katoks in the house, tonight, kasabay ng paggawa ng palancas, panonood ng princess hours at pagkain ng tsokolate, magpplano na ako for our intimate theater at bukas, makakakuha na kayo ng kopya ng script. Ryan, sige. Kaw na si lalaki of act 1. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Star city means happiness. Weeeeeeeeeee. Nagstar city kami ni crizelle kahapon. But before that, big R muna. The Nativity. Pretty. Kinikilabutan ako the whole time. naaalala ko yung BS about mary and joseph and everything. Tas super naexcite ako nung manganganak na si mary. Bat ganun noh? Kahit alam mo na ung ending, nakakaincite pa rin sya ng sobrang excitement and weirdly, ng KILIG. Haha. Kinilig ako ke mary at joseph. Akalain mo un! Pero pramis, kilig naman talaga e.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dahil ayaw ni crizelleda bumili ng popcorn, toblerone ung nginangatngat namin at ang toblerone na un ay galing ke enzoOOoo [woooh, enzoOOoo, tenkyou!]. tas paglabas ng movie house, andun si.. ivan, rey at woooh… enzoOOoo. Yey. Tas punta kaming mocha blends. Libre ni enzoOOoo [woooh, enzoOOoo, tenkyou!]. haha. At dahil jan, happy crush ko na ulet si enzoOOoo [woooh, enzoOOoo, tenkyou!]. Strawberry smoothies ulet!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tas gogogo na sa star city.. *oh what fun it is to ride*. Nung una, takot akong maOP kasi ang mga pumunta: Domingo family + their kasambay + me! aygrabe.. ang laking epal ko talaga. Feeling ko sila pa ung naOP sa men ni crizelle. Nonstop chika. Mula kotse hanggang sa wild &lt;s&gt;DIRTY&lt;/s&gt; river! Habang nagtitilian ang madlang people, kwentuhan lang kami nang kwentuhan ni crizelle. Haha. Sa bagay. Kahit gano katagal telebabad namin, iba pa ren talaga pag magkasama… namiss ko kasi sya e. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;CRIZELLEDITA, mishu and tenkyou. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to SK, yeeeeeeeeha. feeling ko naman feeling nyo di ko rin maaatim na di to matuloy. HAHA. sige lang. ang fifeeling nyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/19989882-6142955466243339044?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/6142955466243339044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=6142955466243339044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/6142955466243339044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/6142955466243339044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-our-dear-patok-happy-23rd-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-5086628291447842494</id><published>2006-12-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:12:40.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazingkoineshows.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/RYauYq5Vh_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuOyW6meTSo/s400/subtext_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009883374351124466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Syempre makulit ako. Mahal kita e. Interesado akong malaman kung anong nagyayari sa ‘yo. Nag-aalala ako. At isa pa, di mo naman kelangan sagutin lahat ng messages ko. Pero siguro naman dapat mong sagutin kung yung pinadala ko nagtatapos sa QUESTION MARK!! Di ba!?!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-an excerpt from SubTEXT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung naging putok ako, pinangako ko ke tok na ibabalik ko sya sa dati nyang tugatog. huli na to. ayoko nang pakawalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinocontact ko ung koine for a while. as you know, me balak akong ifeature ung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;subtext&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i laugh you&lt;/span&gt; ni direk niel [syempre ung me palanca awards pa talaga ung pinili ko.. heehee.. :p]. nakakadismaya lang nung una kasi feeling ko hindi nila ako pinapansin PERO un pala, nagpalit sila ng contact numbers! so kanina, tinext ko si direk niel.. gah. di naman talaga ako umaasa, nagbabaka-sakali lang. in any case, if we don't get to stage any of their plays, then sk will have to stick to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kibit kabit&lt;/span&gt;. but HEY, nagreply sya! twice lang nagring ang phone ko buong araw-- (1) joke galing ke mich [woooh, sis! *tawatawa*] (2)&lt;s&gt;papa&lt;/s&gt; direk niel!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi shayne, usualy they gve me 1k per performance/show bt f ur just a school based theatr w no budget. Just make my company koine in cooperation with, in ur print colaterals.&lt;umlauted u=""&gt; just email me ur prods dtails... tnx 4 asking. Apreciate it.   &lt;/umlauted&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;halos mabuang na ako sa tuwa kanina. alam nyo ba ibig sabihin nun? ganito lang naman kasi.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KATOKS, HINDI TALAGA TAYO KATOKS.&lt;/span&gt; face it: tayo ay mga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUGOK&lt;/span&gt; pa lang. by definition, ang isang katok ay isang member ng maSKara na nagtake part na in at least one straight play kaya kahit mapudpod na mga paa naten sa kakapadyak, so long as hindi pa tayo nakakapag-one act man lang, wala tayong karapatang matawag na katoks. at ETO.. right in our very faces is our last shot. papayag ka bang grumaduate nang hindi nagiging katok? ako, hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naman.. nakakadrama. feeling ko kasi, nawawala na ung apoy.  hindi ganito ung SK last year. mas passionate ung mga katoks then. bilang inyong putok [ang baho pakinggan],  hindi ko maiwasang magsenti  kapag narrealize ko na dalawang taon na pala akong putok, ni isang straight play,  wala akong naproduce; ni isang matinong anniversary/reunion, wala akong naorganize; ni isang batok book, wala pa akong nassign [maliban ung sa mga anak ko syempre]. grabe. ano nang tawag sa ken? dapat pala nasa kangkungan na ako at this very moment. ni isang mukha, wala na akong mapapakita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalulungkot ako tuwing me nanlalait sa sk. malamang naman db? pero mapipigilan ko ba sila? karapatan naman nila un e. this is a free country. ang nakakabadtrip lang.. e ang sarili ko. kasi bilang putok, wala man lang akong mapagmamalaki na production.  anong ipangrerebut ko sa kanila? WALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katoks, sana mabasa nyo to. ilang beses na akong nagddrama sa inyo pero sa lahat ng drama ko, eto ung pinakagusto kong marinig nyo [or mabasa]. patunayan nyo sa ken na worth it ang di ko pagreresign kahit pinagtawanan nyo lang ako nun. ipagkalat nyo tong balitang to: MAG-IINTIMATE THEATER TAYO kahit ang cost nun ay torture.. torture dahil kahit gano ka-hectic ang last days naten sa pisay, pipilitin nateng i-push tong production na to dahil this is it pusit! one last chance for the seniors to prove to their ate's and kuya's that they made the right choice when they dubbed them "bugoks" dahil sila pala ang bubuhay ng apoy. magparamdam kayo ke shayne kung game kayo. hindi ko tinatago ung fact na mega-dusa ang haharapin nyo kung pipiliin nyong mag-straight play. e ganun e. it comes with a deadly cost pero kung seryoso kayo sa pagsigaw ng "i love SK!" nung mga batok pa lang kayo, magtext [(0926)6731932], magemail [yahoo: shayne_1023], magIM, tumawag [64*9**1], bumisita/snail mail [the house near the guard house of our subdivision which is 1.2 km away from masinag somewhere out there in antipolo, direchuhin nyo lang ung marcos hi-way]/by tag there in that little box thingy or any other form of pambubulabog, just so i know na di lang pala ako ang luka-lokang nagpplay mag-isa sa kwarto gabi-gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriousness, no leg-pulling or whatsoever joke attached, kahit di kayo sumipot nung 24th birthday ni tok, alam kong gustung gusto nyong magplay. isscan ko ung scripts pag me 10  nang nag-"yes shayne, i'm with you. gawin naten to!" spread the word. sayang talaga e. gusto ko lang ng assurance that comes with your promise na walang iwanan sa ere pag nagsimula na talaga ung preparation proper. para me panghahawakan ako pag nalate kayo sa rehearsals [*bwahaha*].  i'll be waiting til this fri[dec22] for your &lt;s&gt;reply&lt;/s&gt;pangbubulabog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, to end this very long post: magsstar city kami sa thurs. yeeeessss! kasama ko si crizelle. :) and KATOKS, gasgas na to pero how else are you expecting me to end an sk-related drama.. LIVE. LOVE. BREATHE. PRAY and BELIEVE. mabuhay ang apoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-5086628291447842494?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/5086628291447842494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=5086628291447842494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5086628291447842494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5086628291447842494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/12/syempre-makulit-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3kAlKd9aAA/RYauYq5Vh_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuOyW6meTSo/s72-c/subtext_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-8085368379926311247</id><published>2006-12-15T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:00:43.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came from mudra's office. meeeen. *faints* madali lang naman ginawa ko. nagchoreograph lang naman ako for their christmas presentation.. to the tune of.. *rolls eyes* BOOM TARAT TARAT! my gulay.. sa lahat naman ng kanta! ocho-ocho pde ko pang patulan pero BOOM TARAT TARAT?  arrgghhhh.  ewan ko ba.. iharap mo na sa ken si pokwang at chokoleit, wag lang si willie. di ko talaga sya trip. [sori naman sa mga wowowee fans out there. sori ben.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakalbo ako dun in fairness. akalain mo yun.. kahit anong ituro ko sa kanila, they would go like.. "eeee. hindi naman bagay sa min yan! dapat ung mga ganito: [the moves 20 or so years ago].. ganyan.. or ganito [cha-cha na ewan.. more like itik-itik.. or a whole new different genre na sila lang mismo gumawa. hoowateber!], o diba?" ang ending, halos wala rin akong input. taga-play/pause/stop  lang ang drama ko dun. darn.. gusto ko pa naman sana me helicopter at basket toss ung choreo.. odiba, para sosyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, bored and all na ko. tas biglang me nag-IM sa ken.. guess who.. MARVIN TAYENGCO! meeeeen.. si marvin! woohoo! ano bang naaalala ko ke marvin? aaa.. sya ung crush ni ****. oh yeah. katabi ko sya nung grade four at sya ung mahilig tumayo sa railings.. ung napagsabihan ng may-ari ng school kasi tumatayo ba naman sya railing ng fourth floor. anong klaseng katimangan naman un diba? pero anyways, so yun.. chat-chat kami. tas shempre.. di pdeng di ko sya kumustahin.. alam mo kung anong sagot nya? it goes something like, "masaya. i'm running with God.." tas ako, "si marvin ba un?" oh yes.. apparently. CHRISTIAN NA SI MARVIN! woooooohoooo! yeyeyeye! more chika-chika.. tas grabe.. di ako makapaniwala. sobrang nag-iba na sya. di toh ung marvin na madalas mag-rant sa ken about stuff.. ung madalas nasa isang corner lang na nakikinig sa angsty eminem music tas maya-maya kaw na ung minumura nya *deh joke. di naman*. meeeeeeeeen. tas tinanong ko sya kung me gig ba sya tas sabi nya, "oh.. sorry. me bible study kami tonight e." WOW. grabe. di ako makapaniwala na si marvin un. kung hindi mo sya kilala ngayon, iisipin mong nangttrip lang sya or something pero meeeeen, anlaki talaga ng pinagbago nya.. TODO NA TOH! iba talaga magbago si Lord.. akalain mo.. marvin tayengco un ha.. :)  wow talaga. as in WOW [with matching WOW clap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-8085368379926311247?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/8085368379926311247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=8085368379926311247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8085368379926311247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/8085368379926311247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-came-from-mudras-office.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-2307436886780725602</id><published>2006-12-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:18:35.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shocking ba na walang kaarte-arte at ni walang kulay ang blog ni shayne? oh well.. e ganun e. hindi ko rin alam kung anong nakain ko't bigla kong naisip na ganito pala ung layout na gusto ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIVIA: according to my mudra, psalm 8 ang very first memory CHAPTER ko. akalain mo un.. nung prep daw ako, super show off ako kaya tuwing me bisita, staple performance ko ang pagrecite ng psalm8! so shempre,  tuwang tuwa naman ung mga kabarkadang pastor ng tatay ko kaya dinala ako sa church nila tas dun ako nagpa-star. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me mga lessons na tinuturo sa ken si God na hindi ko talaga naiintindihan at first. parang memorized passage lang ng Bible na hindi nagmemake sense gaya ng psalm 8 na tinutula-tula ko lang dati. kulang na lang gamitin ko sya sa talent portion ng mga little miss whatever contests na sinasalihan ko tuwing fiesta. pero ngayon, nung binasa ko sya ulet nung camp, grabe.. hindi ko alam kung iiyak ba ako or ngingiti 0r magpapahulog sa laguna lake [intermission: laguna means "lake".. ano un? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lake&lt;/span&gt; lake? watda?! whatever..]. sino nga naman ba ako?  kung bibilangin mo lahat ng kasablayan sa buhay ko,  baka umagahin ka.  o baka di ka pa nga ata masikatan ng araw. buti na lang, hindi ugali ni God na magbilang ng mga kapalpakan ko.. pero diba, despite the flawed being that i am, a notch above the angels pa ren ako. akalain mo un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* iba talaga magturo si Tatay. minsan, iniisip ko na di ko naman talaga kelangan ung ibang mga lessons Nya kasi di naman ako dumadaan sa ganun pero yun pala, *pooof* KOKO KRUNCH! in my face! hello. good morning. akala mo lang un girl! di ko alam yun pala ung mga kakapitan ko at this very moment in time. kaya Lord, sige, hands up! Kayo na pong bahala.. hindi na ako magtatanong. isurprise Mo na lang ako.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late na ba masyado for a camp reflection entry? di pa naman siguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry naman kung tamad ang lola nyo. tinatamad akong magsulat ng detailed account ng bawat araw ng camp. punta na lang kayo sa blogs ng iba. mas masipag sila e. *nyahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lang, di ko alam kung magsusulat pa ako ng entry about it. di ko rin naman masusulat LAHAT at kung magsusulat na rin lang ako, i might as well write everything pero meeeeeeen, di ko kaya! subra-subra kasi si Lord e. parang kahit anong gawin ko, di ko maexpress kung gano ako nattouch sa mga pinaggagagawa Nya sa buhay ko. alam mo yun.. once in a while, issorpresa ka nya tas wala ka nang ibang masabi kundi.. "HOOOOOHOOOOO! SUBRASUBRA ka talaga Tatay!" *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam naman ni Lord kung anu-ano ung struggles ko. alam din Nya yung tungkol sa nawawala kong wallet pero nanay ko, di pa ren nya alam.[aygrabe.. pano ko kaya sasabihin un sa kanya na hindi sya magwawarla? @_@] kaya nagpapasalamat ako ke God na binigay Nya sa ken ung camp. akalain mo un.. first and last acts camp ko na pala toh.. sakto pa kung kelan kelangang kelangan ko ng break from all the bustle and emo chapters in my life. ang dami kong narealize.. grabe. seryoso, pag praise and worship, di ko maintindihan kung naiiyak ba ako or nangingiti. muka naman akong timang kung pagsasabayin ko ung dalawa diba? pero sa bagay, ano naman kung magmuka akong timang? bigla ko tuloy naalala ung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Can Only Imagine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will i dance for You, Jesus, or in awe of You be still?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will i stand in Your presence or to my knees will i fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will i sing hallelujah or will i be able to speak at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni hindi ko nga rin ma-imagine e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay Lord.. grabe ka talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-2307436886780725602?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/2307436886780725602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=2307436886780725602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/2307436886780725602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/2307436886780725602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/12/shocking-ba-na-walang-kaarte-arte-at-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-2792427033217574753</id><published>2006-11-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:23:07.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waw. ang happy ko right now. thank You, LORD. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-2792427033217574753?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/2792427033217574753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=2792427033217574753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/2792427033217574753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/2792427033217574753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/waw.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-3974793407772590334</id><published>2006-11-26T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:19:33.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee direction=" right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPEEEDAPEEE BIRTHDAY TWINSKI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINSKI!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: !IKSNIWT YADHTRIB EEEPADEEPAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-3974793407772590334?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/3974793407772590334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=3974793407772590334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/3974793407772590334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/3974793407772590334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/hapeeedapeee-birthday-twinski-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-5564423671310329008</id><published>2006-11-25T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T11:13:48.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gah.&lt;/span&gt; in a while, magdedate na kami ni crizelle pero di pa ren ako naliligo! yehey beybeh.. baket ba ? e sa tinatamad pa ako e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are.. we are.. bravo.. *ONE*.. bravo.. *TWO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wah.&lt;/span&gt; natuwa talaga ako sa bravo. ang cooperative to death. aliw aliw. sorry kung pinahirapan namen kayo ni revee. ang kyut nyo kasi e. and it paid off naman. our comcom is oh so &lt;s&gt;hot&lt;/s&gt; proud of us. get your blue and black pens ready. merits galore! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bOo.&lt;/span&gt; str. nakakabobo ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeh.&lt;/span&gt; it's twinski's birthday tomorrow. yeeeeee. :) greet nyo sya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-5564423671310329008?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/5564423671310329008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=5564423671310329008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5564423671310329008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/5564423671310329008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-116382566175520032</id><published>2006-11-18T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:58:57.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hair GLUON, ang galeng naten! wooohooo! would you believe?? ang jologs jologs pa naten the other day pero kahapon, woohooOOoooOoo! in fairness, akala ko talaga sure lose na sa sobrang sabog at tamad nateng magpractice but, NYAHAHA.. by some miracle, tumino sya. ice cream party naman tayo! never pa tayong lumabas for a gimmick e.. puro na lang ruguerra practice, mime dance.. yakerz naman! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nangamote na talaga ako nung econ. pde ka nang magtanim sa ulo ko, pramis. ang haba e! buti sana kung ung mga tanong ung mga tipong.. x + 1 = 2, solve for 2x.. [haha.. anhirap nun a] kaso hindi e.. puro tungkol sa republic of PHOTON, ELECTRONic guns, CHARM perfume, untarnished TRUTH, GRAVITON pen. waw. san na ung gluon?? *pffft* tas nag-announce si egg sa PA.. buti na lang, la na ren kasi akong masagot e. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;*CHEERS! WAILS! WAAAAAAAAAAH!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas balik ulet sa republic of PHOTON, ELECTRONic guns, CHARM perfume, untarnished TRUTH, GRAVITON pen. nyaks. olrayt. ok lang na mangamote sa econ [parati naman e], at least pasok sa paskorus. nyeeehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------:):9:pX)----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nila, malas daw ang magpapicture ng tatluhan. watever. cares who, says our sisterhood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/sisterhood.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisters in vanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so pretty noh? haha. wala lang. narealize ko lang kasi na karamihan ng recent pics ko puro kaming tatlo. yeeeha. [pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://ilabdoggies.multiply.com"&gt;iRish :)&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-116382566175520032?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/116382566175520032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=116382566175520032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116382566175520032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116382566175520032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-116323955791864119</id><published>2006-11-11T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:05:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>race for life.. was so FUN. grabe. naputikan ako nang todo! woohoo.. muntik pa nga kaming manalo e. in fairness ha.. nainggit ako sa friends ko kaya instead of marshalling... i joined the fun beybeh. it was blazing hot at super nabusab0s ung damit ko. haha. sayang. just the same, it was a lovely experience. woohoo.. ANG SAYASAYASAYA. i love you queenie! pramis. queenie loves everyone. hooray for queenie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doink* cancelled sya actually. salamat naman ke queenie. haha. pero ano kaya un noh? di naman na umulan e.. sayang talaga. pero me reason naman si God. di ren naman sya well advertised dahil nga short notice. la pang rapelling. at basta.. aun. sayang pero irreschedule sya and i bet, sooper mas organized na sya next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so instead of racing for life, gogogo sa sm north. nyeehee. ako lang girl. ang OP tuloy. pero ayos lang din. ok na un kesa mabulok sa dorm til 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas bonding kami ni mami. sinamahan ko sya magshop. tas bili kami ng stuff for my eyes. ugh. my eyes! ever so demanding. pestilicious. bumili kami ng neutralizer kasi acidic daw eyes ko. the hair.. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. bago ko makalimutan: BATOK PLAY. WED. 4.3o. back lob. ano nga bang theme nung play? MEDIA LITERACY. woohoo. grabe na toh.. sana maging proud ako sa kanila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH anniv bukas.. yipee. haha. kaya pala feeling ko me sumthing kami sa church. ang proud ko kaya sa church ko. ang dami nilang nagagawa. lalo na ung lifestream ministry. sasama na talaga ako sa kanila as a JAZZ TEACHER. *as if* kaya magjjazz lessons ako! oh yeah.. grabe. matagal na akong di naghhiphop.. puro jazzlike dances na dinadance ko, how i miss hiphop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baket parang ang dami kong knkwento? haha.. wala pang transition. jump-jump na lang from one topic to the next.. should i say.. uh.. happy lang kasi ako? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yuck* ang dami ko pang ikkwento kaso tinatamad na talaga ako. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee...... WOOOOOOOOOOOO. waaaa. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-116323955791864119?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/116323955791864119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=116323955791864119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116323955791864119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116323955791864119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/race-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-116263983554421729</id><published>2006-11-04T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T19:30:35.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kumusta namang drama un? *pfft* :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad ako ngayon kasi ang sad ng mga tao. grabe. wala akong matulong pero seryoso, iniisa-isa ko kayo in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucker.. wait lang.. mag-a-ice cream lang ako.. :9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-116263983554421729?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/116263983554421729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=116263983554421729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116263983554421729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116263983554421729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/kumusta-namang-drama-un-pfft-sad-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-116237737501690421</id><published>2006-11-01T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:36:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to my good old skin. cute pa ren pala sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to delete  my blog  last night but i took kuya pito's advice. sayang nga naman ang memories. will do that next time. &lt;s&gt;pag mas depressed ako.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't blame me if i'm not in my usual happy thought fairy mode. if you were me, you would have jumped off a chair. *hmf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, may i say congratulations to all those who worked hard for freaky fairday. it paid off naman. twas fun. yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(  everything's so sad. everyone's leaving me.. parati naman kasi akong nagkukulang e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-116237737501690421?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/116237737501690421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=116237737501690421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116237737501690421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116237737501690421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-to-my-good-old-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-116022302445316122</id><published>2006-10-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:10:24.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i move on to a night of pagsusunog ng kilay in my vain effort of preparing for next week's inferno, limme just cyber *hug* the following people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7]KUYA ED.. cheers for o7's lolo! legal ka na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7]MARIE.. surpie.. hello gurl. happeedapee bertdei. kahit karibal kita ke papa rama, *hmf* i still love you from the bottom of my hart.. &lt;3 sweet 16 na xa.. yikee.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10]DIXIE CHICK.. woohaa.. hey AP! miss na talaga kita. sobra. you'll always be my bf-ap. [that goes with a cyber *mwah*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12]HON.. shuckers hon. i wasn't able to beat your deadline. grabe talaga.. isa ka pa e.. sobrang miss na kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--hahay.. over. october talaga.. ang daming celebrants. ang gastos. ang daming kelangang iprepare. pero ayos lang.. it's all worth it. masayang icelebrate ang bdei ng mga taong love mo. at hello.. malamang, masayang icelebrate ang mismong bdei mo [jaharhar].  i love this month. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-116022302445316122?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/116022302445316122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=116022302445316122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116022302445316122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/116022302445316122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/10/before-i-move-on-to-night-of.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-115961624403168223</id><published>2006-09-30T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:41:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAMA,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;janam din ki badhai! [that's how they say happy birthday in our kingdom :P] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;--yours forever, SITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this skin will be as is til.. my birthday. heehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the hell with my tagboard.. i'm too tamad to create a new account. will have get a new one from somewhere else. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and yeah.. school's tougghh, yet fun. my grades' are driving me mad.  i don't think i'll still be in the director's list this quarter. oh well.. at least i'm having loads of fun with my friends. it isn't that bad really. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;almost everything i own starts with 'friendship'-- friendship sci cal [which is oh so gone.. *pouts*], friendship ring/bracelet/anklet/earrings... and now, a brand new addition to my growing collection-- FRIENDSHIP BANGS! courtesy of jo and kristine, my dear roommates. lalang. got so bored at the dormitory.getting stranded makes you do crazy stuff.. haha.. but who says bangs can't symbolize friendship? pretty nga e. i like my hairdo. my mom... as usual.. thinks otherwise. "nagpabangs ka na ren lang, bat di na lang sa salon?" watever. ayoko nga. what's so special about that? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and wooo.. it's october! it's my month! will post my wish list sooon. bwaahaa.. gotta gogo..! but before my grand exit, may i greet a few special people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my sisters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;RiSH [1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;JOYLET [2]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;KUYA ED [7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. i might not be able to post bdei specials but i will surely have something for you.. sorry nga lang kung malate ha.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that's it i guess. [PAHINGA!!! :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-115961624403168223?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/115961624403168223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=115961624403168223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/115961624403168223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/115961624403168223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/09/rama-janam-din-ki-badhai-thats-how.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-115288466899701749</id><published>2006-07-14T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:44:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey blog. buti't di ka inamag. harhar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as expected, senior year is such a pressure cooker. everywhere, everyone and just about EVERYTHING is pushing me to my limits [which will be our next topic in math. *ngek* dork.] nah. OA. di naman. it's just that i can't afford to be as carefree as i've always been. alam mo un.. most of my friends have become &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; GC and honestly, they have all the reasons to be so. last year na to e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sabi ko nga sa sarili ko last week, di ako magppressure. i will try to be responsible but i WILL HAVE as much fun as i want. cares ko ba kung bagsak galore ako sa english at math. yeah fine. i can't say i'm totally walang pake but then, why dwell on these things? mas wala akong mapapala kung magmumukmok ako over some lousy scores and frustrated attempts to salvage my grades. yan ung isa sa mga natutunan ko sa pisay. before high school, i was the biggest loser-- i craved for attention too much, esp from my parents; i was the weirdest creature you'll ever lay eyes on; and back then, my life and my grades are one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this school because this is where God defined me. grades no longer measure my worth. i may still be struggling with my identity but it's a lot easier kasi ang iniisip ko na lang e kung san nagmula ang mga ninuno ko [that kind of identity crisis.. if you even call that a 'crisis' *hmf*  whatever shayne]. saka my mama makes my life less horrid than it actually is. she's so cool. i love her. last week, nagshop kami like wala akong dalawang long tests the next day at kunwari nasimulan ko na ung individual rrl ko.. alam mo un. tas kanina, sabay kaming nagpa-salon. kunwari wala ako masyadong ginagawa. haha. yeah.. ang kikay noh? it's just her way of easing the ANGUISH my education is throwing on me. *harhar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so lavishing and i'm not scared anymore. well in fact, i look forward to each and everyday, expecting to see God in every person and every tree. and btw, i'm no longer bulimic. hoorray. thanks for all your prayers and concern. bulimia rocks! it made me appreciate cafeteria food despite the NICE interior arrangement. and yeah. may i say that MO is so missed. kahit andun lang ako kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. that's about everything i want to say. and oh.. one more thing.. SI RYAN GOSLING AT YOUNG HERCULES AY IISA [right rish? :)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-115288466899701749?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/115288466899701749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=115288466899701749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/115288466899701749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/115288466899701749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114993338826961524</id><published>2006-06-10T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T17:56:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YAEL. TANDA MO NA! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you've noticed, i no longer post long entries. the primary reason is.. I'M A STAR. stars don't find the time to do so.&lt;s&gt; hecky&lt;/s&gt; hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala. nagpapakaBUSY lang ako. un lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to write about school. please don't force me to write about school. i'll be writing about it all year long so don't make me write about it now. all i can say about school is.. I'M SCARED. the way the teachers presented their subjects made me want to puke and scream and puke and scream and puke all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gluon.. hmm.. wala. next month na lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the_bouncer07 (6/7/2006 10:10:16 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; pinapansin mo ba yun mga chain msgs about god?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shayne (6/7/2006 10:10:20 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shayne (6/7/2006 10:10:47 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ikaw ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the_bouncer07 (6/7/2006 10:12:10 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hindi din eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the_bouncer07 (6/7/2006 10:12:25 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; lalo na yung mga do this and something good will happen [tama si kuya pito.. nakakairita nga mga ganun]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haller. nothing against these messages. mas ok nga sila kesa sa mga black mails and angsty mura-infested messages. wala akong pake kahit sendan mo pa ko ng ilang libong ganyan basta ba pinaninindigan mo sinasabi mo. kung ginagawa mo lang un for a &lt;em&gt;religious kuno&lt;/em&gt; image or para makuha ung blessings na pinapramis ng message, ewan ko na lang sa yo. saka hey, don't you forget that it's a sin to use the name of our Lord in vain [exodus 20:7]. NGAYON, bago mo ipasa yang "hey, camon. stand up for Jesus.. pass this and y0u will receive something good tomorrow, 5:04 in the afternoon beside the sari-sari store of your lola.." [wooshoo.. boy bawang lang yan..]alalahanin mo na kahit isend mo pa yan sa buong mundo, it will never prove your faith. bakit, internet Christian ka lang ba? saka sana, pagkatapos mong mag-copy-paste, magbuklat ka naman ng Bible. alam kong masayang magbasa ng blog lalo na ung blog ni shayne, pero haller dude? mas masayang magbasa ng love letters ni God saka sino ba naman yang kachat mo kung icocompare sa gumawa at nagligtas sa yo? kaya wag kang mag-alala kung wala kang load pangpasa ng godly messages, mas matutuwa si God kung di mo idadaan sa text or sa IM ang good news Nya. :) [thinking out loud lang. you're free to disagree.. :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISAY DAW. glad that my adrenaline rush comes just when i need it. di ako kinabahan before nung play. my bloodstreams got flooded with pure adrenaline so the more i hear the audience laughing at our hirits, the more i.. hmmm.. PERSPIRE. init sa audi e [talk about being the putok.. lolz]. ayos naman ung feedback ng freshies [i think so]. but i do hope di lang sila natawa. sana ginusto rin nilang magpatawa at maging part ng maSKara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He looked across the sea and knew how alone he was now. But he could see prisms in the deep dark water.. and the strange undulation of the calm.. and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water.. and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;strong&gt;the old man and the sea&lt;/strong&gt; for the third time. the first time i did was for a lame book report when i was in elem. didn't love it then. it bored me to death! pake ko ba naman kasi sa matandang nakahuli ng malaking isda diba? wala man lang chapters. wala ring pictures. di pa fairy tale at higit sa lahat, di ko sya ganong naintindihan. inexpect pa naman ng teacher na maappreciate namin ung story. hello sir? para na rin nyang inexpect na magmura si dora the explorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung pangalawang beses, wala lang akong magawa kaya binasa ko sya. saka lang ako nagandahan. malalim na story. kaya pala sya nanalo ng nobel prize for literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this time around, binasa ko sya dahil wala ulet akong magawa. and guess what.. NAPAIYAK NYA AKO. the hair?? tatlong books pa lang nakakapagpaiyak sa kin-- this one, anne frank's diary and the little prince. naimagine ko ung old man tas naiyak na lang ako. labo ko noh? feeling ko kc naalala ko si lolo. sya ung farmer version nung old fisherman. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice classic. the more you read it, the more you feel for the old man and the more you thank God for the sea and all the wonderful things He put in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanood ako ng &lt;em&gt;Maynila&lt;/em&gt; episode kanina, starring jackie rice and marky cielo! huwaw. ang cheesy, sobra. pero natatawa kasi ako e saka kapangalan ko ung bida, SHAYNE. shayne. shayne. shayne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..shayne. di ako naaadik sa name ko.. nawiweirduhan nga ako e. [commercial:: while writing this entry, nagbabantay din ako ng sari2 store. tas nung me nakita akong bibili, bigla akong tumili. di rin ako timanggerzie noh? WEIRDLY, natakot ako sa customer na normal naman. nakakagulat lang kasi na biglang me nakadungaw sa labas ng bahay mo. kumusta naman un di ba? ok, kunwari walang nangyari...] di nyo ba ever nafeel na kakaiba pakinggan pangalan nyo? sige.. try mong ulit-uliting sabihin ung name mo. it gets weirder and weirder. kakaiba.. feeling ko tuloy ang bizarre ng pangalan na tinatawag sa kin all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will have to finish cecile's layout. glad to write this long again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long sweet summer! sweet ka nga, bitin ka naman. see you next year. thanks for the good tan and happy memories you gave me. you'll always be my favorite time of the year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SHAYNE [doesn't it sound weird?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114993338826961524?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114993338826961524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114993338826961524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114993338826961524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114993338826961524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-yael.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114925225980273250</id><published>2006-06-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:50:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>olrayt. done with jaki's 2nd layout. you might want to check it out: &lt;a href="http://lalengpangtestlangto.blogspot.com"&gt;http://lalengpangtestlangto.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaki wanted it starry and orangey. wish granted pretty girl. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114925225980273250?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114925225980273250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GLUON. fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't say i'm not scared. it's the make or break year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114915467093063946?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114915467093063946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114915467093063946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114915467093063946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114915467093063946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/06/gluon.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114873113512395742</id><published>2006-05-27T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T20:02:19.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;KATOKS-- ZOOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK BLOKES, listen up yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magpplay tayo sa FOP. so ung enrollment wk [may29-june2] will be dedicated to our practices. ok? ok. walang reklamo. martial law ito. [f na f ko noh? :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto.. mag-isip na kayo ng mga hirit. theme natin: &lt;em&gt;PISAY daw&lt;/em&gt; --misconceptions about pisay scholars. ayun. kelangan pa nating magcoordinate regarding sa sked ng practices at dahil jan, DAPAT nyo akong itext [09182852485] kung kelan kayo pde. kung globe ka, wag ka maxadong mag-expect ng reply dahil nakaunli ako most of the time. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa.. REQUIRED kayong ipagkalat ung tungkol dito. REQUIRED. ok? ok. walang reklamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;katoks, ZOOM. *sigh* pano ko ba toh sisimulan? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gusto ko malaman nyo ngayon pa lang para di naman kayo masyadong mashock. saka ayoko rin kasi na marinig ung mga pagddrama nyo if ever magddrama man kayo [hahaha.. ang feeling ko. itsura ko talaga noh?] dahil firm na firm na tong decision na toh. as in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;katoks, NAGRERESIGN NA AKO BILANG INYONG PUTOK. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bakit? i want to give chance to others. naging putok nyo na ako for a year. magsawa naman kayo. hindi ako nagreresign kasi gusto kong iprioritize ung acads ko or anything close to that. nafeel ko lang kasi na parang ang selfish ko naman kung aangkinin ko ulit ung responsibility for one whole year. saka, title lang naman ung ginigive up ko e.. hello? sa tingin nyo ba maaatim kong mamatay ulit ang sk? kahit siguro di ako ung putok, eepal-epal pa rin naman ako sa decision-making. saka narealize ko rin na ang dami kong pagkukulang sa ACTS at sa christian ministry ko. napabayaan ko sya at ayokong mapabayaan sya ulet. gets nyo? &lt;em&gt;[di to tapos e.. pero anyways.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ayan. sinulat ko yan a week ago ata. at kahit pinagtatawanan yan ni joji at nico, seryoso ako jan. pero alam mo un, wala akong mapapasahan ng position e saka mahirap na mang-iwan so guess what.. hahatiin ko na naman ung oras ko between acts and sk but this time around, mas magbibigay ako ng oras sa acts. ok lang ba un? ayoko talagang hawakan ung title ng pagiging putok tapos hindi ko mapapangatawanan ung responsibility. pero sabi nga nico, wala e. parang no turning back. kinakain ko na words ko [hmf]. di ko sya pdeng basta-basta na lang ipasa SO eto na lang.. KATOKS, wag kayong magugulat kung uunahin ko ung acts paminsan-minsan. pero haller? di ko naman papabayaan ang sk. sadyang tinatapos ko lang ung sabbathical ko with acts. ok lang ba un? ok. walang reklamo ulet. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LIVE. LOVE. BREATHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114873113512395742?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114873113512395742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114873113512395742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114873113512395742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114873113512395742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/05/katoks-zoom.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114769782874990905</id><published>2006-05-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T18:32:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;musta naman un?? [oh well.. how else do you expect me to start an entry about LCDC 2006?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually di ko alam kung pano magsimulang magkwento or more of.. magshare ng mga realizations ko from that camp [leadership=discipleship camp]. parang masyadong marami to enumerate so kahit F na F kong magsulat ng testimony na sa sobrang haba, baka mamuti ang mga mata at hair mo.. magsheshare pa rin ako. hehe.ok lang namang mamuti ang mga mata at hair, di ba? :) deh.. when i'm blessed, i tend to be very very talkative but since wala akong outlet ng kadaldalan sa bahay, ibblog ko na lang. musta naman un?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*GOD LOVES IRONY&lt;/strong&gt;. sa naic ung first and last iscf camps ko kaya significant ung lugar na un for me. ever since, favorite QT place ko ung benches sa tabi ng fish pond. ung sunrise lang ung habol ko dun e so pag tumitirik na ung araw, lipat ako sa slide. during one of my QTs there, me sinabi sa kin si God. although marami akong natutunan from the given passage, mas ginamit ni God ung sunrise to convey His message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kaya mo bang tingnan ung araw pag tanghali? malamang hindi di ba? pero pag hindi pa mataas ung araw especially pag sunrise at sunset, pinapanood mo pa nga sya. parang humility. if you place yourself on high, don't expect people to look up to you. pero kung magpapakababa ka, kaya ka nilang tingnan directly. more so, they will appreciate the beauty they don't see when you're at your peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*THERE'S SO MUCH MORE TO LEARN WHEN YOU THOUGHT IT'S JUST ABOUT MEMORIZING VERSES.&lt;/strong&gt; all of my life i've been exposed to the Bible but come to think of it, it's like any other book seated beside my bob ongs and RD collection. binabasa ko sya every night but many times, i tend to spend more time reading my previous diaries like as if hindi ko alam ung mga nakasulat dun. dongdong din ako noh? but seriously, minsan namimiss ko ung greater joy ng pagkilala ke God all because akala ko mas masayang pagtawanan ung mga entries ko about my grade school crush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kung si satan nga alam ung word ni God [see Matt. 4:6; he used the scripture to tempt Jesus], ano pa kaya ako na anak Niya? God is not uncommunicative, pramis. being the intimate father that He is, marrealize mo kung gano ka-expressive si God. akala mo minsan, nagbibigay lang ng details ung ibang verses pero if you begin to meditate upon them, matutuwa ka to learn how much beautiful His message is. nanjan na yan e, aaralin mo na lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;minsan nga nahihiya ako ke God. parang mas nagbibigay pa ako ng effort na mag-aral ng bio at physics when all those stuff combined won't even be half as important as my Father's word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MEDIA. OHCAMON. YOU DON'T HAVE TO FEED ON ALL OF THEM.&lt;/strong&gt; tama si ate leah, di sa tin ipapakita ung mga pinapakita on tv, net and other media paraphernalia kung alam nilang walang effect un sa tin. nood lang ako nang nood ng kahit ano. pakinig lang ako ng pakinig. basa lang ako ng basa. on the hindsight, iniisip ko na i know myself and i won't let those things get into me pero hello?? wake up shayne. kahit anong gawin mo, maaapektuhan at maaapektuhan ka. ayaw na ayaw ko ung song na push the button pero pag tumatahimik, biglang un ang kakantahin ko. i'm unconsciously becoming what i see, hear and read. gaya ng the da vinci code. it may not have shaken my faith but it stirred feminism in me. how then can i say that those things will never affect me in any way? [btw, wanna promote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://againsttheflow.blogdrive.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://againsttheflow.blogdrive.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; --blog sya ng dj ng NU107.5-- every sunday, 1pm, nagpapatugtog sila ng christian rock. you might want to check it out. :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well, at least, i can choose not to compromise. bakit ko pa kelangang tiisin ung temptation kung pde ko namang iwasan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*so far, sa lahat ng camps ko ever, eto na siguro ung.. [what would be the politically correct term?].. pinakaclose? pinakamahirit? pinakamakulet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so far, sa LCDC ko naexperience ung longest and funnest cabin dev. ung tipong walang OP. lahat di nahihiyang magshare. maingay. kalog. namimimiss ko na tuloy ung mt. of olives. dibale, sabay-sabay naman kaming magke-KC e. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at ung SG.. quality time talaga. parang kasama ko lang ung mga katok kaso si God ung pinag-uusapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at ung games.. what the hair un e. feeling ko after nung obstacle course, pde mo nang taniman ng kamote ung ulo ko! pero masaya sya. extra challenge level na may moral lesson na malupet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*FRIENDS, I AM PROUDLY ANNOUNCING NA TAPOS NA ANG SABBATHICAL KO!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. wag kayo.. madibdibang desisyon toh ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;katoks, di ko pa kayang sabihin ngayon pero me sasabihin ako. [woawww. ano kaya un?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ay syang tonay.. nakakamiss naman e. asar. get-tog na toh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee amount="4.5" direction="right" behavior="scroll"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/camp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/camp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/camp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/camp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind_romans 12:2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114769782874990905?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114769782874990905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114769782874990905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114769782874990905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114769782874990905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/05/musta-naman-un-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114623410709361716</id><published>2006-04-28T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:18:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="4" direction="down" width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/nave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/potchi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/mithi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/garrick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. shayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. your highness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. shunggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. lysolista &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. panda girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. kajotayne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. skin color [yah. love it.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. ears [because i listen well]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. my dust mite-attacked feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. oily face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. unmanageable hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. filipino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. malay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. puerto rican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[jokejoke ko lang ung last two]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. to lose the special people in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. to grow regretful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. APOY. goodness. how can i ever live? [ung lolo ko kc is a burn victim. when i was young, i got really traumatized when i saw my lolo's burned body. it made him sad that i no longer embrace or kiss him because he scares me. :(] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. FOOD. i swear i'm a vacuum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. a lesson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. undies. [i didn't change ray2's answers. :))]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. jars of clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. kitchie nadal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. sponge cola &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(current)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. God of wonders [seventh day slumber]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. ocean [ten shekel shirt]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. what if God was one of us [joan osborne]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. God [it has to be God-centered. without Him, what's the point?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. no pressure. [i don't want the guy to demand time from me. sapakin ko kaya sya!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. love and respect [he has to love my family too.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. i used to have eczema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. i once considered suicide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. i never had a crush on brad pitt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[now, guess nyo kung alin ang lie. the one who gets it correctly will.. win 20 Php! haha. barat. serious ito.:)] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. HAIR/no HAIR. [there should be something about his hair. or BOKALS sya. basta dapat bagay sa kanya.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. pagkaMORENO. [oh yeee.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. eating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. computer-ing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. kumaen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. magreview for UPCAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. matapos ang resistivity meter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. ninja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. DENR secretary [seryoso. gusto ko]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. programmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. ROMBLON [i miss that place. sobra.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. singapore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. big brother house [bwahaha...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(boys/girls)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. girl:maria shiela joji ray crizelle [waw. ang ikli a]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. BOY:pokwang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. jang geum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[i don't wanna decide on this alone.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. become a missionary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. return favors to my family [build a house for my grandparents. finance my brother's education. buy a car for mama and papa]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. inspire people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY/GIRL (whichever you believe yourself to be):&lt;/strong&gt; a GIRL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. i used to collect BARBIE dolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. i have an endless list of happy crushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. PINK rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. jaime king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. ryan gosling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. champ lui-pio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. jojikles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. mich B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114623410709361716?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114623410709361716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114623410709361716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114623410709361716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114623410709361716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/three-names-you-go-by1.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114597821619981912</id><published>2006-04-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:57:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can afford to do this tomorrow and it wouldn't hurt if i do it today so..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/jason.jpg" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he's the mightiest, the toughest, the meanest and the &lt;strong&gt;cuddliest&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;above all, he's the legendary &lt;strong&gt;MARK JASON&lt;/strong&gt;. move aside and beware because in a short while, it'll be his birthday [&lt;em&gt;wow. this makes a lot of sense&lt;/em&gt;]. don't greet him if you would love to see your life screwed up!!! so c'mon.. give the legendary &lt;strong&gt;MARK JASON&lt;/strong&gt; the loudest birthday shout. it wouldn't hurt. once a year lang nagbbertdey ang legendary &lt;strong&gt;MARK JASON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;burr, you should be flattered by now. pinagpalit ko ang panonood ng jewel in the palace para lang mapost toh. imagine-in mo, hindi lang jewel in the palace ang namiss ko, pati KIM SAM SOON. oh no. of all the shows naman bat KIM SAM SOON pa?! all this penitensya just to greet you.. crap.. i'm getting too thoughtful. kaya you better be reading this kung ayaw mo maregaluhan ng jombags.. harhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have the happiest birthday mark jason. thanks in advance for the big mac and sprite float! God bless. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/19989882-114597821619981912?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114597821619981912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114597821619981912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114597821619981912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114597821619981912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-think-i-can-afford-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114579805018467705</id><published>2006-04-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:14:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woohoo. ang cute ng kapatid ko! inutusan nya akong gawan sya ng blog. natuwa naman ako kaya sige, wish granted. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vincelouis.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://vincelouis.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;] magtag naman kayo para matuwa sya. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114579805018467705?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114579805018467705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114579805018467705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114579805018467705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114579805018467705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114562044508274132</id><published>2006-04-21T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T19:54:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just came from ateneo. MY FIRST WEEK OF WORK IS OVER.. congratulate me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. how are you feeling?&lt;/strong&gt; mabaho. pde bang sagot un? i'm feeling very mabaho from all the things i've been doing the whole week. pero alam mo un.. i'd rather feel mabaho from a work that will help people. kesa naman sa bahay lang. mabango ka nga pero halos mabulok ka na. mas mabaho pa un!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. how is janel feeling?&lt;/strong&gt; uh.. mabaho rin siguro. i think we're both having fun. masaya syang katrabaho kaya lang nangungurot! lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. what exactly are you doing?&lt;/strong&gt; electronics. dealing mostly with wires. untangling 240-m wires that cost P18000, soldering [which i thought was called 'smoldering'.. hehe], labeling wires which will be soldered to a 25-pin connector [the soldering part is really scary. you can't afford to be stupid.]. we also solder alligator clips. in short, we're doing a RESISTIVITY METER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. huh?&lt;/strong&gt; a resistivity meter is used to find groundwater. resistivity is the inverse of current. it will be mounted on a fracture where water flows. the higher the resistivity, the higher the chance of finding fresh water kc less ung salt so ung current, di maxadong nattransport. did i explain that right? i guess so. basta! more or less, it works like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. HUH?!&lt;/strong&gt; it will be used in sulu where, as boss john ong explained, water is scarce. there's water everywhere since it's an island but the thing is.. they need POTABLE water and most people have no access to that. sad talaga. more than half ng ginagamit nilang tubig ay contaminated. ang daming &lt;em&gt;E. coli&lt;/em&gt; sa water so ang result, diarrhea. another problem pa tuloy. making the matters worse is political war and all the other wars in sulu. you know naman that place.. rebels vs. military war site. ung resistivity meter nga, supposedly, iddeploy sa isang certain town kaya lang pinatay dun ung mayor. they need so much more than potable water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. ok. how's your boss?&lt;/strong&gt; bosses. for the time being, si sir john ong muna since ung project nya ung ginagawa namin. un ang pinaka-urgent e. mababait sila. kanina nga e, pinagmerienda kami. nung isang araw, me free halo-halo. o san pa kayo? di nila kami pinapagalitan at hopefully, never nilang gagawin un. parati silang tumatawa. nakakatuwa nga sila e. parang kanina, si sir john, 10 times atang nagcomplain na panget daw ung pang-shave na binili nya kaya nasugat baba nya. tapos nagkkwento sya about his brother na malakas magpatugtog kaya naiinis sya. si ate jenny [genevieve actually] naman, friend sya nina mam dax at sir luy so un.. rakista sya and she's really nice to us.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. any accidents?&lt;/strong&gt; besides the swollen fingers and pangingitim, thank God.. wala naman. careful na ako since that lysol incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. what will you be doing next?&lt;/strong&gt; refer to answers in number 3. besides dun sa mga un, pupunta kaming pampanga for water sampling. pagkatapos ng resistivity meter, siguro dun kami sa ibang projects tutulong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. do you like your work?&lt;/strong&gt; sobra. iniisip ko nga ngayon na eto ung gusto kong career some day. so baka piliin kong &lt;s&gt;curse&lt;/s&gt; course ang environmental science. i'm having so much fun soldering [un kc ung naka-assign sa kin na work]. 4 days ago lang, walang wala akong kaalam-alam sa electronics. i even called soldering, smoldering. pero ngayon, i'm doing the things i never thought i would be doing. ang dami kong natutunan so far pero maliban dun, alam kong me patutunguhan ung pagpapagod namin ni janel 7hrs/day. this country needs people like sir john. public service without politics. no need for recognition. enough na ung maserve mo sila. minsan kasi nakakairita ung mga bridges at waiting sheds na nilalagyan pa talaga ng pangalan nung mayor na nagpagawa. sayang sa pintura. sana ginamit na lang sa pedestrian lanes na nabubura. as if namang kanila ung mga tulay at kalye. ano un? kikay kit na pde nilang balandrahan ng name? wala namang purpose kung tutuusin e. inaangkin nila kung ano ang supposedly para sa lahat tapos tinatawag nila ung public service? show off lang sila e. kapeste. hindi naman sila si champ lui-pio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. walang kakonek-konek ung ibang mga sagot mo pero sige na nga.. me ikkwento ka pa?&lt;/strong&gt; oh yeah. nakita ko ung grade school MAJOR crush [as in MAJOR-MAJOR] ko pero di ko sasabihin kung pano. feel ko kasi mababasa nya toh. anyway, nakita ko sya. woohoo! **tapos kanina, for the first time, kinalungkot ko ang pag-gain ko ng weight. halos sumabog na ung jeans na suot ko. **our new kasambahay is pissing my mom off. ang dami nya kasing nababasag. tapos ung bagong favorite ni mama na dress, nasira nung nilalabhan nya. parati silang nag-aaway ng kapatid ko. tulog pa sya nang tulog. di nya tuloy nababantayan ung cousings ko. inis na inis din ung isa naming kasambahay sa kanya. worst of all, SHE ALMOST BURNED OUR HOUSE. oh well, ka-edad ko lang kasi sya e so naiintindihan ko naman kahit papano kung bakit marami syang kasablayan. ganun din siguro ako kung magiging yaya ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. ok. anong last words mo?&lt;/strong&gt; woohoo. yeah. c'mon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114562044508274132?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114562044508274132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114562044508274132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114562044508274132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114562044508274132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-came-from-ateneo.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114527684290334757</id><published>2006-04-17T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:38:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/seizure.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/seizure.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how nakakangarag: first day of work&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;if you call it work&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kagagaling ko lang from the manila observatory which is in ateneo dahil dun ung &lt;b&gt;ssip*&lt;/b&gt; namin ni janel. *it's &lt;em&gt;blahblah&lt;/em&gt; internship program-- i don't know what the s's stand for pero for sure, &lt;em&gt;summer&lt;/em&gt; ung isa dun. use your imagination na lang. it's probably.. &lt;u&gt;shayne's&lt;/u&gt; summer internship program. i dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;naggising ako earlier than the usual. gaya nga ng sabi ng tita ko, "kelangan magpa-impress ka. first day mo pa naman." alryt. &lt;strong&gt;i will pa-impress&lt;/strong&gt;. so i was there at 9. &lt;strong&gt;janel&lt;/strong&gt; came a little later on, like 9.03. we were waiting ever so patiently in vain. ang dami nga naming napag-usapan e. sa sobrang dami, umabot sa point na pinag-usapan namin ung name ng fair na issponsor ng batch* at pati si JANG GEUM. grabe. umabot na nga ata kami sa sukdulan. she was fun to talk to naman kaya ok lang PERO kung mainit ang panahon at usually tulog ka pag ganung oras, you'd rather die. so instead na magpakamatay kami sa sobrang pagkapiss off, pumunta na lang kami sa happiest place on earth next to disneyland, &lt;strong&gt;JOLLIBEE&lt;/strong&gt;. so dun muna kami for a while. balik na naman. kwento-kwento ulet. "hey, moments of love." "yeah, moments of love. majika. encantadia." "o yeah. grabe, di sila nagsawa ke angel locsin!" "harhar." *&lt;em&gt;no FAIRking&lt;/em&gt; [on both sides]. &lt;em&gt;walang FAIRa&lt;/em&gt;. and the best of all,&lt;em&gt; school fair&lt;/em&gt;. gosh. me gaganda pa ba dun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;until.. dumating si &lt;strong&gt;domo at mark jason&lt;/strong&gt; na nagwwork din sa ateneo kaya lang sa materials science sila. more chikachika kasi wala rin pala ung boss nila at sa tingin ko, me mas right tong dalawang tong magcomplain dahil since 7.30, nagsstroll na sila sa ateneo. could you think of anything sweeter than that? pero mas ok daw ata sa kanila un kesa dun sa pcmc [where vinna works; &lt;strong&gt;btw, thanks vinna for the testi&lt;/strong&gt;. really touching :)] kung san breastfeeding ung research. OMG. woah... &lt;strong&gt;BREASTFEEDING&lt;/strong&gt;. breast milk.. isn't that the very first thing you ever tasted in your entire life?? nakalimutan mo man ung lasa nya, makakalimutan mo ba na sya ang pinakaunang nagsustain ng buhay mo? syempre hindi. enough na siguro na wag mong kalimutan yun. di mo naman na siguro kelangang magresearch about it noh? *lolz.* c'mon.. boys sila e. let us understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the pretty &lt;s&gt;hideous&lt;/s&gt; me: ano bang gusto nilang gawin sa milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;domo/jason: i-preserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the pretty &lt;s&gt;hideous&lt;/s&gt; me: ok. di ba pwedeng lagyan na lang ng asin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the moment i've been waiting for: &lt;strong&gt;LUNCH&lt;/strong&gt;. before naming kumain, daan muna kami sa &lt;strong&gt;LSC&lt;/strong&gt; to check out our friends. they weren't there though. nakita namin si jirah [did i spell that right?]. di bale, next time, mag-sisit in kami. tapos, nakasalubong namin sina potchi ko, zy at garrick. tapos humabol si nave. we ended up eating at pizza hut. libre ni domo. yey! :) balik na naman sa work by 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kwento ulet. nadedepress na si janel sa sobrang paghihintay. imagine ba naman, nakapag-jollibee-pizza hut-LSC visit at lahat-lahat and worst of all, napag-usapan na namin sina juday at piolo, wala pa rin si &lt;strong&gt;boss na kapatid nga pala ni mam simpas&lt;/strong&gt;. so nagdecide kami na umalis na lang. leave na lang daw kami ng message ke boss so humingi kami nung message slip. ang hirap maglagay ng dedix. ano naman kasing isusulat namin? "hey dr. simpas/fr. McNamara*, &lt;s&gt;we don't wanna wait in vain.&lt;/s&gt; we resign." haihghasghhagohop. [pouts] *i don't know how he's related to robert McNamara. tanungin ko pag pumasok na sya. baka mamaya, great grand son pala sya or cousin. who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;until..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[2-2.30 pm]nanjan na si dr. simpas! woohoo. yesss. finally. first assignment: maghubad ng wires at matutong magsmolder. first time kong ginawa ung mga un ever in my entire life. malayong malayo sya sa inoculation at aseptic techniques na pinagsawaan ko na sa lab tech. me advantage si janel since basic electronics ung elective nya. pero still, nagtry ako. hindi man ako makasmolder, nakakapag-err.. naman. di ko alam tawag sa ginagawa ko. pero para san ba yun? baka naman for fun lang un ng mga taga-MO, more like an alternative to gym or spa. well siguro, YES. partly for fun but &lt;strong&gt;mostly for SERVICE&lt;/strong&gt;. project un ni sir john ong. a device to look for groundwater. wouldn't it be nice to have an easier way to find a water resource in remote places? if i will have to do thousands of it, provided that every filipino will benefit from what we will be working on, kahit mag-extend pa ung 120 hours ko of ssip at kahit maghintay pa kami ni janel nang 5 hours for someone na galing pala sa conference kaya di kami napuntahan agad, ok lang sa kin. OA ata un pero &lt;strong&gt;seryoso&lt;/strong&gt; ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to domo and jason na di sinipot ng boss nila, have fun. alam kong maeenjoy nyo ang elastomers as much as i am enjoying stripping off covers from wires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is getting pretty long. i doubt na me magbabasa nito up to this point pero nabbother ako nito e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tumawag dito ung company ng tatay ko sa dubai. malay ko ba na araba pala ung kausap ko nung una so tinagalog ko sya and she was, "wutt??" grabe. napa-english ako nang wala sa oras. hinahanap niya tatay ko so sinabi ko, "he's in egypt." "HUWUTT?? HE'S IN EGYPT. egyptegyptegypt??" goodness. shayne, sablaysablay. baka bawal sabihin kung nasan sya so sinabi ko, "yeah. egypt. it's a place. how old are you? how come you don't know that egypt is in malate?" tapos minura nya ako in arab, kala nya di ko naintindihan. &lt;strong&gt;lolz. JOKE LANG&lt;/strong&gt;. like i wanna dare. edi, napaisip nga ako na baka dapat di ko dapat sinabi na nasa egypt sya so sinabi ko na, "i actually don't know where he is." "but wait.. is he really in egypt?" "NO." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tawag agad ke mama, "ma, bat hinahanap si papa ng burnthill? di ba nila alam na nagresign na sya dun tas lumipat na sa egypt?" malay ba ni mama so nakipagchat ako sa tatay ko. kinwento ko.. and he went: "WOAH.. BAKIT MO SINABI?" as in all caps. "ama, tinataguan mo ba sila?" kasi it appears to me na concerned lang naman ung burnthill kaya hinanap nila ung employee nila. parang tinakbuhan ng tatay ko ung company.&lt;strong&gt; it made me so upset&lt;/strong&gt;. "hindi ah. nag-email ako sa kanila." &lt;em&gt;ako to myself: email lang pala e. bakit di personal? OMG. pa, ethics. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang tagal kasi ng processing ng working visa sa dubai so kung magsstay dun ung tatay ko, para syang TNT na tinataguan ung mr. inspector so mahirap unlike sa egypt na mabilis agad syang nabigyan ng visa. &lt;strong&gt;secondly, ung mga araneta at zobel lang makakatira dun sa dubai&lt;/strong&gt;. patis nila dun, emperador na sa philippines. ang mahal ng stuff. ang sarap tuloy magpakamatay. sorry sila, fajutagana lang kami e. pero still, i don't understand kung bakit hanggang email lang ung resignation letter. argh. feeling ko, tatawag ulet ung araba.. alryt. magiging close kami nun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i really really doubt na me fan ako na kayang magbasa up until here, pero kung meron, eto.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dahil mahilig ako sa christian rock at gusto kong ishare kung gano kaganda ang genre na un,&lt;strong&gt; I ADVISE YOU TO LISTEN TO NU107.5FM, EVERY SUNDAY, 1pm.&lt;/strong&gt; it's the best because it's the only &lt;strong&gt;christian rock show&lt;/strong&gt; in the philippines. ayokong magsalita against other genres pero eto lang ang masasabi ko.. kung na-eenjoy mo ung songs na me mura at other explicit content at tungkol sa love at humps, ano pa kaya ung mga kantang tungkol ke Jesus na nagbuwis ng life Nya para hanggang ngayon, makakanta pa rin tayo? it's not just about banging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;your head to loud christian music, it's all about HIM to whom these artists are dedicating their talents unto. kung mag-iingay na rin lang tayo, we might as well make noise for HIM who deserves more than that. rock for Christ&amp;you won't regret it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://againsttheflow.blogdrive.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wanna rock?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to end my ever so long post, with my nalalabi and kakaunting strength [in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alternativenika.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ate nika's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;words], i would love to type something that made my stressful day worth it, an excerpt from vinna's testimonial for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....she listens..she encourages..she inspires..yes..&lt;strong&gt;though she's not as hot as angelina jolie&lt;/strong&gt;, her faith is burning that when you get close to her, you'll get that same passion she has for God... be shayned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being not as hot as angelina jolie is worth it after all. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beunashamed.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://beunashamed.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; -- be unashamed of &lt;s&gt;what&lt;/s&gt; WHO you believe in. i don't think He's ashamed of you. [the image there should be shaking]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114527684290334757?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114527684290334757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114527684290334757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114527684290334757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114527684290334757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-nakakangarag-first-day-of-work-if.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114490177145832190</id><published>2006-04-13T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:46:33.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/hapi%20bdei%20zel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="367" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/400/hapi%20bdei%20zel.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once upon a recess break, bored to death ako until I saw this girl and she was flipping her skirt up and down. Inisip ko, "Timang din toh a!" Tapos, pinagtawanan ko sya. To think na di ko naman sya kilala. She went up to me and said: "Anong problem mo?" Before I knew it, &lt;strong&gt;nagsasapakan na pala kami&lt;/strong&gt; [lolz]. That's how crizelle and I started as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi sya ung girl na mahilig magbalandra ng panty. Ni hindi ko nga nakilala un e at lalong hindi nya ako inatake [gawa-gawa ko lang yun]. Eto talaga ung totoo.. Edi.. tinawanan ko nga ung girl. Tapos, ung katabi ko that time, tumawa rin sya. Ayun.. un na si crizelle. From then on, kahit ano pinagtatawanan namin. Wait.. parang me mali. Hindi ata un ung first time na me pinagtawanan kami nang sabay. Mas nauna pala ata naming pinagtripan ung bakla sa class naming &lt;strong&gt;kasi bakla sya.&lt;/strong&gt; Well anyway.. the point is, naging best friends kami nung elem. Mega-katelebabad ko toh e. world record. Me time nga ata na naka-seven hours kami. Ano ha, kaya nyo yun? Dumagdag pa ung internet. Olrayt. Katelebabad na nga, kachatbabad pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilalang kilala na nga ng bahay namin ung boses nya e. Madalas akong pagalitan kasi wala na lang daw akong ginawa maliban sa magbabad sa telepono with crizelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="64" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/anniv%20letters.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[anniv letters sakin ni zelle. ung isa pa nga jan, kinopya nya ung dedix ko dun sa previous letter ko sa kanya. lolz.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*phone ringing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nene: Hay naku.. si crizelle na naman yan. [picks up phone] Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Crizelle: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nene: sinasabi ko na nga ba. Hoy, Shayne!!! Si crizelle tumawag. Orasan mo yang paggamit mo ha. Wag puro daldal sa telepono.. [chooochooo]&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: ok.. [sa receiver] KJ talaga ng mga tao sa bahay. Anyway, alam mo ba.. si Dual [codename yan. mahilig na talaga ako sa codenames ever since], ganyanganyan.&lt;br /&gt;Crizelle: ay oo.. tapos, ganyanganyan.&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: ay lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Crizelle: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nene; hoy, bruha, dalawang oras na yan a.&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: [to ate nene] 5 minutes pa..&lt;br /&gt;Crizelle: wooshoo, ganyan. oo. ok. Blahblah. [after 30 minutes]&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: o sige, babay na.&lt;br /&gt;Crizelle: sige, I love you. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after 4 hours*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: bakit kanina tawag ako nang tawag parating busy?&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nene: e si Shayne po kasi e. sila ni crizelle, &lt;strong&gt;hindi na nagsawa sa isa't isa&lt;/strong&gt;. Nagkikita na nga sa school, pagdating sa bahay, telebabad. Wala namang kwenta ung mga pinag-uusapan.&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: meron kaya!&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nene: o talaga? Sige nga.. anong kwenta ng &lt;strong&gt;cardcaptor sakura&lt;/strong&gt;? Puro naman cartoons pinag-uusapan nyo e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shayne: tawa-tawa-tawa. Tapos, tatawag ako ulit ke crizelle para sabihin na pinagalitan ako.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, katelebabad ko pa rin sya. Di man kasing tagal nang dati, nakakatuwang isipin na kahit hindi na kami magkaschool, di pa rin kami nagsasawa sa isa't isa. :) [Ei zelle, alam kong nasa bataan ka at di mo toh mababasa pero since di ka naman forever jan sa bataan, eto.. isang zelle special sa blog ko. &lt;strong&gt;Happy hippy birthday.&lt;/strong&gt; salamat for the wonderful friendship we shared since that very memorable recess. Will always love you.. &lt;em&gt;your ever-loving bratinella, shaYne&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114490177145832190?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114490177145832190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114490177145832190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114490177145832190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114490177145832190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/once-upon-recess-break-bored-to-death.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114465114587788273</id><published>2006-04-10T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T14:39:05.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;business na kami ni ray2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; woohoo. actually, naconceptualize pa lang pero di pa nagmmaterialize since mejo doubtful pa kami kung effective nga tong kalokahan namin. it's &lt;em&gt;skin-making! &lt;/em&gt;[ikaw: OMG. that sounds really fun.] i know. iba na talaga pag walang maggawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i do hope na maging successful sya kc nalulunod na talaga ako sa pera. excited na nga akong simulan e. not because of the money naman. exciting naman talagang magka-business e. i've been wanting to have one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dianne.&lt;/strong&gt; hey lovely people, alam nyo ba ung url ng blog ni dianne valenzuela? tell me naman o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;martin looks like champ&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. unbelievable.. and so wutt? shayne looks like crap nga e. o tapos? magiging better ba ang philippines kung me sampung libong champ sa antipolo?? oo naman. shempre. duh? isang champ nga lang, ok na e. kesa naman sampung libong smokers/drug pushers, di ba? mismong ung ex-crush ko nga, naninigarilyo na e isang taon lang ung tanda nya sa kin. sinisira lang nya baga nya. buti sana kung ung kanya lang. dongdong talaga. i can't believe i had a crush on him. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guitar.&lt;/strong&gt; no matter how much i try, i just cannot. di ko kc mapress ung strings enough tapos minsan di ko pa maabot. kuya efren is giving up on me. ARGH. waddever. di ko lang talaga sya talent. period.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"OMG. shayne. you're getting &lt;strong&gt;fatter&lt;/strong&gt;." i am? that's good news. halos every other person sa neighborhood yan ang sinasabi. pati nga ung timbangan at pants ko e! they're screaming it out: &lt;em&gt;tumamaba ka na, bruja!&lt;/em&gt; ung favorite jeans ko na binili ni mama for me last december, masikip na sa kin. before, maluwag sya.. pramis! nagbebelt pa nga ako e. tapos nung isang araw, halos di ko sya masuot. tapos, last night, twice akong naghapunan--sa bahay ko at sa bahay ng pinsan ko. bwahaha. &lt;strong&gt;5 more kilos at magpapafiesta na talaga ako!&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/19989882-114465114587788273?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114465114587788273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114465114587788273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114465114587788273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114465114587788273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-business-na-kami-ni-ray2-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114441043856771230</id><published>2006-04-07T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:47:18.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a new happy crush-- &lt;strong&gt;MARTIN!&lt;/strong&gt; kapitbahay namin sya and i don't think anybody in our subdivision knows that my blog exists [aside from me, that is] so i'm free to shout it out.. MARTIN IS MY NEWEST &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; CRUSH. lolz. :) [you may be wondering how a happy crush differs from a non-happy one. ganito lang un.. happy=wala lang. so there. it's a wala lang crush. a triptrip crush! yey.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagagaling ko lang kanina sa &lt;strong&gt;dearest &lt;/strong&gt;alma mater ko-- sbis. man, great things never change. nadagdagan man ng buildings and a whole lot of new faces, it's still the same school i've always loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be working at the &lt;strong&gt;manila observatory&lt;/strong&gt; a week from now. really geeky work. pero mind you, it's &lt;em&gt;science for service&lt;/em&gt;. we do air quality control and lots of work involving things that directly affect everyone. like the one sir john ong is working on. remember the leyte landslide? he's doing something to prevent another one of it in the future. o di ba, astig? yan talaga ang gusto kong gawin pero di ko nga lang alam kung pano. this is a good start then. &lt;strong&gt;wah.. so excited to start!&lt;/strong&gt; janel and i will surely learn a lot. tralalala.. maiinggit kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have this research on air quality.  gumawa sila ng device which is basically a pump, pumping in air through a filter. ung filter ung inaanalyze nila. they're trying to see how polluted our air is and which pollutants are present. dun sa mga sites kung san nila nilagay ung device... ang &lt;strong&gt;pinakapolluted&lt;/strong&gt; would be.. &lt;strong&gt;EDSA&lt;/strong&gt;. the &lt;strong&gt;least polluted&lt;/strong&gt; is.. well.. here, &lt;strong&gt;ANTIPOLO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114441043856771230?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114441043856771230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114441043856771230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114441043856771230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114441043856771230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-new-happy-crush-martin.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114415922549245276</id><published>2006-04-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:01:47.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't say that i'm not sad right now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, i was having the time of my life-- my sophie yr ended well; my summer'05 was such a blast; the things i lost the previous yr all came back[stable prayer life. papa. joji. sk. more.] and it was so wow; sodium was such an ideal section, had fun all year long; i was such a &lt;strong&gt;happyhappy&lt;/strong&gt; person; and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still am a happyhappy person with a massive crush on mr.tumnus BUT right now, i really am so down. konti na lang, &lt;strong&gt;maglalasing na ata ako&lt;/strong&gt;. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 2005 ended, shayne was very scared of 2006 and everything it will bring her. i realized just now that there's nothing to be scared of what this year brings, but rather, of the things it takes away. gosh. &lt;strong&gt;ripper&lt;/strong&gt;. bilog kasi ang mundo. since lavished with happy things ung last year, baka it won't be the same this time around. and i feel like a present-day magellan. i live to prove that indeed, bilog is the mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LCDC.&lt;/strong&gt; i don't think i can go. crap. looking forward to it all year long pa naman. sayang. God, please bless me with a slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my grades.&lt;/strong&gt; this one didn't scare me then. THEN. i should have been scared like this during the latter part of the year.. i could have improved or at least maintained my grades. &lt;strong&gt;feeling ko talaga.. bababa ako.&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dixie.&lt;/strong&gt; i'm no longer that close to her. to think that she's one of my bestest gal pals. u know how sad that is for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mam hipol.&lt;/strong&gt; she can't be gone. yoko nga. pano na kapag nang-lysol ulet ako? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitaw.&lt;/strong&gt; walang hiya.. nawawala ang bitaw! pestelicious.. ano nang gagawin ko?? rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;papa.&lt;/strong&gt; parang TnT si papa sa dubai. &lt;strong&gt;wala syang visa&lt;/strong&gt; so he's not allowed to work but he's working pa ren. so shempre, he has to hide every time they inspect. argh naman. hirap nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sungit girl.&lt;/strong&gt; sabi ko pa naman na ayoko maging sungit girl pero sumasabay ako sa init ng summer. kanina nga lang, nag-away kami nung younger cousin ko. tapos, ang dami pang times na mabilis akong mapiss off. really &lt;strong&gt;bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first quarter of my year wasn't &lt;strong&gt;so nice&lt;/strong&gt;. i lost a lot. tapos, ang dami pang stuff na di ko nagustuhan. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;God brings beauty out of ashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114415922549245276?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114415922549245276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114415922549245276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114415922549245276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114415922549245276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-say-that-im-not-sad-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114405599079029739</id><published>2006-04-03T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T07:19:33.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/dongdong%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/dongdong%20016.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anak ng baklang lechugas.. friends, di ba kayo naiinitan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas napagod pa ko sa biyahe kesa dun sa mismong stay ko sa &lt;strong&gt;puerto galera&lt;/strong&gt; nung weekend. Para kang sumakay sa EK ride na ten times worse. On the other hand, fun naman ung puerto galera. Di nga lang ako nakapagbeach-hop as planned kasi kulang sa time. Kelangan nang bumalik by Sunday kc me office pa si mama pagdating ng Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejo badtrip ako nung una kc di ko narealize agad na ma-oOP ako. Ung mga kasama ko kc are like.. 6-8, 25-30 and 40-50.. wala akong ka-age bracket! Tapos pagdating pa namin sa pto galera, hilong hilo ako from the trip. Di pa nakahanap agad ng cottage kc di kami nakapagpareserve. So nung nakahanap na kami, tulog agad! Feeling ko nga di na ko magigising kaya parang pumunta lang akong mindoro para matulog. Kaso, &lt;strong&gt;ngangertz&lt;/strong&gt; naman ako kung di ko ieenjoy ung stay, nothing ruins an experience like a bad attitude pa naman so naghanap ako ng pdeng ga&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/dongdong%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/dongdong%20013.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nagpatirintas ako ng hair&lt;/strong&gt;, as in ung parang iverson braids. Forgot what u call it.. somethingsomething-cornro&lt;strong&gt;WS&lt;/strong&gt; hair. basta. Ganun. nagmuka tuloy akong rapper na NBA player na di mo maintindihan. Ang pretty pretty kaya! para akong timang. Nung nakita ako nina kuya james at kuya jv, tawa sila nang tawa. Walang hiya.. pinagtawanan ang hair ko. samantalang sina ate shy at ate dessa at ate tina were like, "Hey. Ang cute. Magkano?" In fairness, masakit sya sa anit. Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/dongdong%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/dongdong%20023.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After nun, nagswim na ko. sabi kc nung tirintas girl, mas humihigpit pag nababasa. Sumakay kami dun sa &lt;strong&gt;banana boat&lt;/strong&gt;. Ang fun. Hinihila sya nung speed boat, e minsan nagiging over-speeding boat sya kaya nagiging banana split kami. Tumilapon kami twice. Si tita pilar, afraid sya sa water so tuwing nahuhulog ung banana boat, di sya bumibitaw. Tuloy, ang layo ng pinapadpad nya. Scary. kc nung una, di namin sya makita pero after nung ride, pinagtatawanan na lang namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming. Swimming. &lt;strong&gt;Shopping. Barhopping&lt;/strong&gt;. Di ako nakabili ng pasalubong for my friends kc super limited ang budget na binigay ni mama. Tapos naalala ko na nagshopping nga pala sya nung isang araw so malamang konti lang ibibigay nya sa kin. Oh well, at least, nakapag-barhop. Dun sa tatlong bars, me mga sumasayaw na &lt;strong&gt;bakla&lt;/strong&gt;. F na F nga nila e. pinakamagaling ung dalawang gays dun sa iforgotthename bar. Naglalambitin pa sila and everything. Ang energetic nila unlike dun sa other two, ang hinhin nung mga bakla, ang revealing pa ng mga suot. Migosh. Over ang pagpapagirl.. mga itsura nila ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, tamad na tamad na akong magswim. &lt;strong&gt;Snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt; na lang daw. Pero ayoko na talagang mabasa, feeling ko pa wala nang pera ang nanay ko so wag na lang. Sumama na lang ako dun sa boat kc makikita mo rin naman ung corals from there. Si ate dessa rin, ayaw na ring magsnorkel so me makakasama ako sa boat. Pagdating namin dun sa snorkeling area, sobrang na-amaze ako dun sa mga nakita ko. makikita mo talaga ung coral reefs kahit di ka nasa water. Nag-snorkel silang lahat, pati si ate dessa kc naengganyo sya nung sight. Ako rin kaya, sobrang nagandahan kaya lang wala akong perang dala. Gosh. Sayang naman toh. So nagstay ako dun sa boat, nagbabantay ng cameras at cellphones while inggit na inggit. Pramis, next yr, &lt;strong&gt;kahit limang oras pa kong mag-snorkel&lt;/strong&gt;, makita ko lang ung underwater garden. Pagdating nila, they were like, "Ang cute magpakain ng fishes!" "Nakita mo ba ung mukang snake?" "Eel un, dongdong! E ung parang blue na gumagalaw?" "ayyy.. ang cute nun!" choochoochoo. And I was like, "Oo nga, ang cute nung bangkero. Muka syang fish. Nakakarelate ako. woohoo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos sinabi ko sa nanay ko na sayang di ako nakapag-snorkel, gusto ko sana. Sabi naman nya, "e bat di ka nagsnorkel?" wala akong pera. "sa cottage naman ung bayaran." OMG. To think na muntik na kong mamatay sa inggit tapos pdeng pde pala akong mag-snorkel. Harhar. Anyway, sige ok lang.. sabi naman nya babalik daw kami sa pto galera nxt yr or some other place na me beach so eon.. I will have to wait til then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak ng tilapiang kalbo. Ngayon nga pala ung deadline ng prereg sa &lt;strong&gt;camp. Pano ko isusubmit??&lt;/strong&gt; Oh no. baka di ako makapagcamp. Wag naman. Iyakan na toh, last na nga, di ko pa mapupuntahan. I look forward to it pa naman every year tapos, di ako makakapunta, di ako papayag. Anak naman kasi ng.. ano kaya?.. chukaretang bruha. Aun.! Chukaretang bruJa talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulot ako ngayon. Pinagtatawanan nga ako ni tita bing. Muka raw akong ita. Negneg ba naman [kc galing sa beach][saka anak naman talaga ako ng kanegnegan ever since] tapos tinanggal ko pa ung braids [ang bigat na ng feeling ng hair e].. tada!.. instant kirara na ko. pero in fairness, bagay naman daw ung kulot sa kin e. saka plan talaga namin ni joji na magpakulot for fun this summer kaya lang ayaw ng ina ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil inatake na naman ako ng vanity. Ayan.. evolution ng hair ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/strip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/strip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/shayneness/strip3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114405599079029739?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114405599079029739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114405599079029739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114405599079029739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114405599079029739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/04/anak-ng-baklang-lechugas.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114371841631611012</id><published>2006-03-30T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:39:15.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isang araw, wala akong maggawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*importante yan ke shayne..&lt;br /&gt;*beste kita kahit di yun ang tingin mo sa kin.&lt;br /&gt;*I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;*mamimiss ko yung kakulitan mo.&lt;br /&gt;*I miss your girly stories na.&lt;br /&gt;*tingnan mo, love na love kita tapos sasabihin mong inaaway kita?&lt;br /&gt;*ate, sori ha.&lt;br /&gt;*pagpepray kita, lagi naman e.&lt;br /&gt;*masaya ako na binigay ka ni papa Lord sa buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;*wala lang.. gusto lang kitang makausap&lt;br /&gt;*grades lang yan. tulog ka na.&lt;br /&gt;*gud nyt shayne.&lt;br /&gt;*ate, pumasok ka bukas. Baka yun na yung last day ko sa pisay.&lt;br /&gt;*live life. Die death. Put meaning in between.&lt;br /&gt;*sana marami ka pang ma-inspire.&lt;br /&gt;*seryoso ka pala kay God.&lt;br /&gt;*mama, alam mo, kagabi, nakayakap ka sa kin kaya lang.. putek.. di ako makahinga.&lt;br /&gt;*only then did I know that you are a true friend.. I need you. Help me, shayne.&lt;br /&gt;*sana kapatid na lang kita.&lt;br /&gt;*Lord, we’re stuck.&lt;br /&gt;*kanina, pumunta ako sa mall. Nakita ko si spongebob. Ikaw agad naalala ko.&lt;br /&gt;*okay lang ba kung maging taklesa ako?&lt;br /&gt;*bakit mo kinikilala sarili mo? E kung si God ang kinikilala mo, makikilala mo na rin kung sino ka.&lt;br /&gt;*you are a lot. I’m telling you.&lt;br /&gt;*nabasa ko ulit palanca mo kagabi. Di ka lang pala friend..&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ba na parati syang nandyan para saluhin ka?&lt;br /&gt;*gusto mo bang kumuha pa ako ng rice para may kasabay ka?&lt;br /&gt;*kakapray ko lang. Pinagpray ko na sana tumaba na tayong dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;*hello tita shayne.&lt;br /&gt;*nakakainngit naman. bakit si shayne di na ganyan?&lt;br /&gt;*wag mo silang pakinggan. ako lang ang may karapatang manlait sa yo. Ikaw na rin nagsabi nyan.&lt;br /&gt;*marami akong natutunan sa yo.&lt;br /&gt;*yung anak ko, pinangalan ko sa yo.&lt;br /&gt;*natouch ako sa prayer mo. Sobra.&lt;br /&gt;*shayne, ok ka lang? Sila kasi e.. di marunong mag-appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;*proud ako sa yo. Ikaw lang naman ang di proud sa kin e.&lt;br /&gt;*congrats to the present katoks. Binubuhay nyo ang apoy. Saludo ako sa dedication nyo.&lt;br /&gt;*shaynee, don’t cry na. Eat ice cream na lang.&lt;br /&gt;*sori.. sa pang-iinis, lalo na pag chem. Gusto mo ilibre kita?&lt;br /&gt;*ang love ay parang scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;*touched naman ako na ako yung most supportive friend. You don’t know how much it means to me rin.&lt;br /&gt;*naaalala mo ba nung nag-away tayo dahil ke heart evangelista?&lt;br /&gt;*nung huling camp, negneg ka rin naman e. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;*[sinasamahan mo ba ako?] oo.&lt;br /&gt;*[best prom advice] next year, si #6. last dance mo si #1.. happy naman ako na updated ako parati sa life mo.&lt;br /&gt;*Syempre, saulo ko pa rin number mo! Punta ako jan, ok lang?&lt;br /&gt;*ate shayne, sayang. Di natuloy ung paglalayas natin.&lt;br /&gt;*hoy, babae, mag-usap tayo!&lt;br /&gt;*kajooooot!&lt;br /&gt;*itsura mo.. F na F.. hahaha.. akin na lang yan. trade tayo: prom pic mo, grad pic ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di yan ung exact words kasi binase ko ang lahat ng yan entirely sa pagkakaalala ko- - para mas personal. Kung ano ung naging dating sa kin nung sinabi mo, ganun ko sinulat. Walang specific order like most touching to least touching or most recent to most gurang. Saka partial list lang yan. marami pa at sana di na magstop ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga di mo na matandaan na sinabi mo sa kin un. Di na importante un. Napasaya mo pa rin naman ako e, maalala mo man o hindi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to remind myself of the many things I should thank God for. Kung ako kasi si God, maririndi na ako sa complaints ko, plus the complaints of Filipinos who are anti-gloria, anti-erap, anti-uncle, whatever. kahit sino namang presidente, ayaw nila. ang laki talaga ng problema sa buhay. Why should I mope over things when there is enough reason for me to love life? it’s like a doughnut na di mo kakainin por que me butas. Pero kung kinain mo un, nabusog ka pa. Gawin ba namang big deal ung butas. Harhar. Ung papel kung san originally nakasulat ung list above, nasa pitaka ko. para kahit la na kong pera, feeling rich pa rin ako. grabe. ang yaman ko, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung parating ganito, sana araw-araw akong walang maggawa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114371841631611012?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114371841631611012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114371841631611012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114371841631611012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114371841631611012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/03/isang-araw-wala-akong-maggawa.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114328950682011379</id><published>2006-03-25T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:25:06.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;KUNG ME ENTRY AKO NA GUSTO KONG MABASA NG LAHAT, ITO NA SIGURO YUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahihirapan akong itype lahat ng mga pumapasok ngayon sa utak ko [plus the fact that I am a crappy writer], pero here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang daming nangyari. Let me mention a few..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanalo si manny pacquiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 days, stampede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 more days, mudslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 more days, umamin si rustom na bakla sya. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisay- ate gelyn, drug test, unwanted preg, rape, maraming mawawala sa batch namin. What the hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before nung Jesus Revolution sa Pisay, dinalaw ung ACTS ng 2 Jrev staff [pastor ziggy and someone na tawagin nating ate yeng kahit di un ung name nya. Laleng. Miss ko na kc si ate yeng]. Nagmeet kami over the things we should pray for. We decided to do a prayer walk by group and I was assigned to the grp of ate yeng. So habang naglalakad at nagdadasal kami around the oval, me mga certain things na mejo nagbother sa kin, especially ung mga bagay na pinagdasal ni ate yeng-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lord, I pray for the students in pisay, that they may resist the temptation of PMS, drugs, alcohol. Be the Lord over the lives of the students who desperately need You right now. Break them free from these things that are keeping them from You. EXPOSE everything You have to EXPOSE.” [hindi yan ung exact words, pero mejo ganyan. di ko matanggal sa isip ko kc nakakabother.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejo na-‘ano??’ ako dun a. hello? Pisay students, PMS, drugs, alcohol, blahblah?? Anong konek? Nung time kasi na un, hindi ko alam na nag-eexist ung mga ganyan sa school ko. siguro sa ibang schools, oo pero not in this school. Ibahin nyo ang pisay. Sa tatlong taon ko sa school na un, never akong nakarinig ng kahit anong ganyan, ni chismis, wala. Pero mejo napaisip ako.. what if nanjan na sila all the while, di lang alam ng nakararami? Hindi. Malabong ganun. swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, matagal na yang mga yan sa pisay. After all, hindi pala kami exception sa mga bagay na ganyan. parang ang sarap maiyak at magwala. Buti na lang pinagpray un ni ate yeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year, I am very glad to see a lot of people mature spiritually. Ung mga hindi ko nakikita before sa ACTS fellowships, mas active na sila kesa sa kin. Tapos, ung SCA, ang daming activities. Mismong mga best friends ko, spiritually high. Like joji. Mas stable ngayon ung faith nya and I really am so happy to see her that way. Pati si nico. Before, ung mga kinakanta nya puro christina aguilera or jasmine trias or black eyed peas, pero ngayong year, naririnig ko na syang kumanta ng christian songs at F na F nya. Sobra. Nakakataba ng puso. Me mga kakilala rin ako na halos icondemn ako noon for being a christian pero ngayon, they’re telling me na may relationship na sila with God. Halos mag-give up na ako noon sa pagsheshare sa kanila.. actually, nag-give up na nga ako.. haha. Pero at least d b, it’s good to hear that they’re trying to be close to God na. Si ray2 din, naging mas vocal sa faith. Samahan mo pa ng retreat. In short, tong year na to ay year ng spiritual growth for most people, from my viewpoint. Mismong sarili ko, makakapag-testify about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung jrev, me mga challenges na binigay si God and it’s all up to us to respond. Sobrang naconvict talaga ako e. naguilty na rin at the same time kc parang ang dami kong shortcomings as His daughter. Aminado naman ako dun. Aminado rin naman ako na dumating ako sa isang point sa buhay ko na I really feel so distant from God. Feeling ko nga up to now, di ako karapat-dapat tawaging CHRISTian. Parang nabibigyan ko lang ng bad name si God by using His. Feeling ko kc pag nakikita ako ng mga tao, nakikita nila si shayne- si shayne na bakla, na maharot at makulet, na bangag, na loka-loka. Di nila nakikita si Jesus- kilala mo ako kaya aminin mo. So sad.. Sobrang incomplete ako then. may sort of emptiness. Basta, gets mo na ung drama. Tapos, hindi ko na talaga kaya. feeling ko jinujudge na ko ng buong mundo at hindi ko pa kilala sarili ko. pero kahit psycho ako, anjan pa rin si God. Ano naman kung mainis sa kin ang buong pilipinas? Kahit ano naman talagang gawin ko, me maiinis at maiinis pa rin sa kin, buti na lang pag dating ng judgement day, si God ang magjjudge at hindi sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ng jrev.. eto na. Stampede. Tapos, sunud-sunod na. Narealize ko na kung para san ung spiritual growth that God blessed us with earlier this school year. Para pala un sa mga bad happenings ahead. He wants to prepare everyone. Sabi nga ni kuya pito, nung nag-jrev kami, we openly announced a war with the devil. Sa pisay field pa namin ginawa.. symbolic. Parang battle field. Tapos all year long, people are growing spiritually. Syempre, ung kaaway, di magpapatalo. Magreretaliate sya malamang. Kaya nangyari ung mga bagay na un. Everything does happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we like it or not, we’re part of a spiritual war. Walang neutral dito e. are you against or with God? Two choices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Pili na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114328950682011379?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114328950682011379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114328950682011379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114328950682011379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114328950682011379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/03/kung-me-entry-ako-na-gusto-kong-mabasa.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114286696487894427</id><published>2006-03-20T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:20:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bano.&lt;/strong&gt; Na, sori talaga kung ang bano nung naggawa kong scrapbook for math. Hindi to fishing or anything. Bano naman talaga e. Sabi nga ng isa sa inyo, &lt;em&gt;binaboy ni shayne ung scrapbook.&lt;/em&gt; Takte. Sori. Di ko sinadya. Pramis. Sori talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang profiles- oo nga naman. Kulang na kulang sa info. Yung mga pa-eklat ko pang games binase ko lang sa pagkakakilala ko sa inyo- oo nga naman. Ano bang karapatan kong iclassify ang bawat tao sa section natin? Kung na-offend ka man or feeling mo understatement ung mga bagay about you na nilagay ko dun or me hindi ako nilagay na gusto mong ilagay ko or masyado akong maraming nilagay kaya feeling mo natrip ka or nakakabadshot ung mga kalokohan ko dun, sori talaga. I didn’t mean to. Kung pde ko lang ulitin ung scrapbook, swear.. inulit ko na. Nagsayang lang talaga ako ng oras, papel, glue at pictures. In short, binaboy ko nga ung una at huling bagay na ibibigay natin ke sir nat- oo nga naman. Again, hindi to fishing or anything. Not even a nagdadramang post na paawa ang effect. Itsura nyo ha. Ito na nga lang ung magagawa ko for sodium, sumablay pa. Kaya eto… isang malupet na sori at di na mauulit po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joji.&lt;/strong&gt; Hay. Babay. Nasa singapore na sya. Namimiss ko na tuloy ung brujang un. Kung tutuusin, ang swerte ko sa bespren. Bihira kang makakita ng kaibigan na kapareho mo in most ways na nakakasundo mo sa mga bagay-bagay na God-fearing na di man anjan parati, nandun naman sya. Nangffrontstab pa! Ayos na un d b? kesa backstabbing. Si joji ang isa sa mga pinakamatinding mang-alaska at mamahiya sa kin. Loka. Pero just the same, I really thank God for her. Sa kanya ko nacoconfess ung little vanities and envies and stupidities and a little bit of everything in my life… oh yes… everything. Sa tingin ko, importante na me ganun ka sa buhay mo. Kelangan mong maging SUPER transparent sa at least isang tao. In my case, that person happens to be JOJI. &lt;em&gt;Love you, brujang chakang bakla ka! Don’t you dare forget your promise. And where the HAIR is my promise?? Akala ko ba u’ll think of a good one by today? Fine. parati naman akong last priority e.. sa bagay, like me kwenta tong part ng entry ko na to. Bet- di nagbabasa ng blog ko si joji. Isang milyon ipupusta ko. [wooshoo.. eto ung nagdadramang paawa effect.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit gano ka-joketime ng pagkakasulat ko. seryoso toh. Epal sya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung me load ka, itext mo tong number na to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;09216159038&lt;/span&gt; ng ganito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;peste ka sa lipunang ito. Mahuhuli ka na. [smiley of ur choice]&lt;/em&gt; Or &lt;em&gt;salot ka sa lipunang ito. Nakakahiya ka talaga.[smiley of ur choice] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag me nagreply sa inyo, yan ung snatcher ng fone ko. mahal na mahal ko sya. Feeling ko kc wala nang nagtetext sa kanya kaya para me magawa sya sa buhay other than snatching, itext nyo sya. Kung sinabihan nya kayo na ipapablock nya ung sim mo with matching malulutong na mura, tawanan nyo sya. Hello?? Alam ba nya serial number ng sim mo? Tangangertz talaga si love. Pagpasensyahan. natry ko na sya. ubod ng saya. Pag ginawa mo to, sabihin mo sa kin. Mamahalin na rin kita gaya ng pagmamahal ko sa lahat ng mga dakilang snatchers ng cellphone. Seryoso ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114286696487894427?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114286696487894427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114286696487894427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114286696487894427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114286696487894427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/03/bano.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114208703579690423</id><published>2006-03-11T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:46:11.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shayne, i'm so happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, nasa bahay kami ni nico to celebrate his birthday. Sobrang enjoy. Firstly, dahil alam kong masaya si beste. Alam mo yun.. syempre d b.. more than anyone, sya ung dapat maging masaya. That's what I really wanted to hear from him. Di lang nya alam pero sobrang sumaya rin ako nung narinig ko yun. marami pa kong gustong sabihin kaso, between the two of us lang un ni nico. shayne, shut up na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kumain.&lt;/strong&gt; Before naming pumunta sa dorm nina nico, andun kamit sa gateway. Naglunch kami ni joji dun sa &lt;u&gt;oody's&lt;/u&gt; kc sabi ni kuya pito ke joji, favorite daw nya un. Saka nung nakita kong thai food ung sineserve dun, tnry namin ni joji kasi wala akong idea kung anong meron sa thai food. Bakit ko sinasabi toh? Kasi nagsisi ako. sana KFC na lang or something else. Naweirduhan kasi ako e. from the soup to the really weird pansitlike food. Ngarx. Pati nga ung pandan juice di ko type. [yuck.. naninira.] just a while ago, like 15 minutes ago, kachat ko si kuya pito. sabi ko na di masarap sa oody's. and he was like.."anong oody's? favorite ko un?" tapos un pala, hindi oody's ung sinabi ni kuya pito ke joji. it was &lt;strong&gt;BODHI&lt;/strong&gt;. oh well.. at least alam ko nang ayoko sa thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nagpapicture.&lt;/strong&gt; Sa wakas me studio pic na rin akong bago. Ito nga ata ung pinakauna kong studio pic with my pisay friends.. ang bangag! Langhiya. F na F namin ung studio. Isa to sa mga mamimiss ko.. sana ganito na lang each and every time. Kaso hindi e.. me mga sarisarili kaming buhay at sa mga sarisariling buhay namin, hindi namin kasama ang isa't isa. Saka ayos na ring hindi toh nangyayari very often kasi meron akong nalulook forward to. [whew.. drama]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nag-arcade.&lt;/strong&gt; Nung una, F na F kong di ako mag-eenjoy. Nag-aarcade kami dati ni vince pero hindi TALAGA ako nag-eenjoy. Amazingly, sobrang nag-enjoy ako [game: bilangin ang word na 'enjoy' sa previous sentences]. Nung nasa space hockey kami ni joji, merong lalaking tumabi sa kin tapos, nilagay nya ung kamay nya sa shoulder ko. at malamang, i was like, "huh? me gustong makipagsapakan sa kin?" sabi nung guy, "ang galing ni langga." lannga?? who the hair? me, langga? tiningnan ko sya. TITO MON?? tito ko pala. kapilingan ko talaga. haha..*tnry namin ni joji ung dance rev. OMG. TDF. FYI. we suck big time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tumambay.&lt;/strong&gt; Nung andun naman ako sa fully booked, winiwish ko na marami akong pera para makabili ako ng books. Andami kcng interesting stuff dun e.. like ung diary na tinadtad ng mga paris hilton pix. Bwahaha. Itsura nya ha.. pero in fairness, nakakaenchant ung ganda nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: spoiler ahead..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOUSE OF WAX.&lt;/strong&gt; Unang movie na pinanood namin sa dorm nina nico. Ang galing ng pagkakadirect. Paris was there. And she died. Natatawa nga ako e kc parang hindi ko ma-imagine kung anong ginawa nila para mapagawa un ke paris. Funny nga e kc ang lamya nyang kumilos. Parang hindi ko nafeel na ayaw nyang mamatay at mabuhusan ng sandamamakmak na wax. nakakatawa na ung heiress na tinitingnan-tingnan namin ni joji dun sa fully booked e napilit gumawa ng something like what i saw in the movie. but besides that, ugh. freaky! imagine this: gugupitin ung ankle mo. kakaladkarin ka. gugupitin na rin ung damit mo. me iinject sa yo para maparalyze ka. sana anesthesia na rin kasi in the next couple of minutes, bubuksan ung chest mo for no apparent reason. tatahiin ka. pati na ung bibig mo. nagpawax ka na ng legs? ganun gagawin sa yo.. sa mukha nga lang. tapos ilalagay ka sa apparatus na magbubuhos sa yo ng wax all over maliban sa mga mata mo. *charan* isa ka nang instant wax statue with moving eyes. &lt;em&gt;nota bene:&lt;/em&gt; walang anesthesia. buhay na buhay ka pa. FREKI! sa bagay, un naman ung gusto nung director na sabihin ko. so i say it again, KUNG TRIP MONG SUMIGAW-SIGAW AT MAGPAKALOKA.. wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nagvideoke.&lt;/strong&gt; right after dinner, nagwala kami sa top floor ng dorm nina nico. ito na ang ultimate F na F. since mataas ang talent fee ko, di ako kumanta nung una. umakyat kami dun sa pinakataas ng bahay. kami nina charmy&amp;joji [game ulet: pag nahulaan mo kung anong common sa ming tatlo, mananalo ka ng iPod. txt ur answer to240 for globe, smart, tnt &amp;amp; adiks]. ang sarap nila kasama. andami naming napag-usapan. naalala ko tuloy ung days na magkasama kami nung mga pinsan ko. masarap malaman na napapasaya ka ng isang experience sa dalawang occasions: nung moment na naffeel mo un at ung moment na kinukwento mo sya sa mga taong nagpapaganda ng buhay mo. kaya, i hate reliving memories because it's a lot better to reminisce.*after a while, kumanta na rin kami at F na F talaga namin. akala ko di ako mag-eenjoy. once more, i proved myself wrong. ang dami palang mga bagay sa mundo na akala ko di masayang gawin pero hindi naman pala. i thank my friends for me making me realize that. GUYS, YOU MAKE ME WANNA BE A POP STAR AND KICK SARAH GERONIMO OFF HER SHOW. i love u all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring it on.. again.&lt;/strong&gt; 2nd movie. napanood ko na sya before pero trip kong panoorin ulet. moral lessons: don't act as if you're a &lt;em&gt;bomb diggity&lt;/em&gt;. the hell.. you're not. are u trying to be &lt;em&gt;ridic&lt;/em&gt;? the hell, you're not again. &lt;em&gt;OMG. TDF. FYI&lt;/em&gt;. campus DJ's are way below the ladder.*ayan. a whole new dictionary. at kahit nasasamaan ako sa mga pinagsasabi at pinaggagagawa nila, nainspire nya ako. haha. namiss ko tuloy ung cheerleading days namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nagbrown out.&lt;/strong&gt; so sabi nila... "ghost stories!" joji-charmy-shayne: are you guys trying to be ridic? what the hair? ghost stories suckkk!*di kami ganyan magsalita. nag-iingay lang kami para di namin marinig ung mga kwentong nagsasabing ang school sa santa fe ay dating sementeryo. pati ang school sa hinulugang taktak. lahat na lang e. dumating ata ung point sa history natin na pinautos ng friars na ipaconvert lahat ng sementeryo into schools para me mapag-usapang maganda ang mga estudyanteng nagssleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natulog.&lt;/strong&gt; di ako nakaligo. bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naggising.&lt;/strong&gt; kasi ba naman, pinagtatawanan ako nina joji at charmy. "ang panget ni shayne matulog. hahaha.. ay naggising. hahaha." sige, magandang alternative yan for alarm clock. manlait ng natutulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NOTEBOOK.&lt;/strong&gt; walang hiya. ito ung unang romance movie na iniyakan ko. tatawa tawa pa nga ako nung start kasi kamuka nung lead guy ung prom date ko saka umiiyak sina mari at fatima. iyakin ako pero pagdating sa mga ganitong movies, di talaga ako naiiyak. kinikilig pero di ako naiiyak. nandidiri at nakokornihan pa nga ako e. favorite movie material ang 'the ntbk'. nagandahan talaga ako sa story. sobra. naiiyak ako sa persistent love nung guy at everything. nung una, pigil na pigil pag-iyak ko pero di ko na talaga kaya. naggising tuloy si joji sa kakasinghot ko tapos walang hiya, pinagtatawanan nya ko! itsura nya.. mas senti pa sya sa kin e. kung gising siguro sya at nanood ng movie, malamang humagulgol na rin un at tutulu-tuluan ng uhog the next day. rar. ito talaga ung nag-iisang movie na gumanito sa kin. walang hiya. tapos naisip ko, kung tong imperfect Noah na to e ganito katindi ma-inlove, ano pa kaya ung perfect na God na binigay sa tin ung gift na matutong magmahal? except lang for the PMS and such, hands down, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. basically yan ung mga nangyari dun sa sleepover party ni nico. pramis.. masayang year ender to. even for a while, naichapwera ko ung feeling na bababa ung grades ko, p6 req't na dapat kong paghirapan, nakakadismayang perio sa bio, at pagkakalat ko sa quarter 4... to think na ito ung grade na ipapasa ko sa university application. naichapwera rin ung hard feelings ko against people who love judging me. ung mga taong F na F na kilala nila ako e ni hindi nga nila nakakausap. ung mga naartehan sa kin, nababaklaan and all that. ang totoo nyan, wala naman akong pake. i've been trying to please people all my life- i've been trying to please my parents with my grades and the rest with what they think i should be. hahaha. itsura nyo... pagod na ko. fine. masakit isipin na naiinis sa yo ang mga tao kahit wala ka naman talagang ginagawa na umaapak sa pagkatao nila. ni hindi mo nga sila pinakekealaman pero kung ijudge ka, sobra. naiinis lang sila sa ugali mo. pinipilit kong wag magjudge dahil una sa lahat, ayaw un ni God at malamang, masakit ang majudge. honestly, wala akong kinaiinisan. kahit ung mga mismong mahal na mahal akong kilatisin, di pa rin ako naiinis sa kanila kasi mas nagpprevail ung mga good things na alam ko about them. mahirap lang siguro akong intindihin. pero alam mo un.. kagabi.. the people i was with.. most of them are the ones who have the right to judge me. they know better. they're the ones i really thank God for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114208703579690423?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114208703579690423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114208703579690423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114208703579690423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114208703579690423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/03/shayne-im-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114146103684392012</id><published>2006-03-04T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T16:30:36.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GENESIS "REVEE" RAPALLO,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang nilalang na madalas hingan ng explanation kung bakit "revee" ang nickname nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang partner ko sa mini-plays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang official okrayero ng buhay ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang aking original prom date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang pinakamagaling na janggayero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang natatanging sagala na o7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;isang beloved kabarkada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fellow katok[tutok]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;isa sa mga pinakamaprinsipyong tao na kilala ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang megakadaldalan ni shayne pag physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang nangbbully sa kin pag chem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;adviser ko with regards to crushes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang source ng kachismisan sa balat ng lupa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang fan ni chona chikadora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang lalaking galit sa emo at pop at orange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang me karapatang mang-away sa araw na to [march4].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY. GOD BLESS. I LOVE YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;MR. TUMNUS. PERO MAS LOVE KO SI REVRAPZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ray2, sorry talaga&lt;/span&gt;. grabe. ayoko na. naiiyak na ako. sobra. di pa ko ready na magsulat ng entry about it. nahihiya rin ako e. ray2, sobra. sorry na talaga. ang tanga tanga tanga at tanga ko kasi e. bruha. walang hiya, nagworry talaga ako. as in, maximum panic mode. yak! ayoko nang ikwento. naiiyak lang ako e. basta ray2, kung kelangan mo pa ng help for engjourn, i'm right here. sa bahay. ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im extending my sorry to the following people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. mam hipol - mam, omg. how can we ever get through it without you? ang dami na po naming pang-aabala sa inyo. nakakahiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. ben- nadamay ka pa.. ako na bahala sa expenses. mayaman ako! bakit ayaw mong maniwala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. tito caloy- ang tagal nyo pong naghintay. omg. ang patient nyo po. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. people who were there to perform str- gosh. nadelay pa ung work nyo. ayoko na. sumpain nyo na ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. others- hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;birthdays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHE [tomorrow]. NICO [tues].&lt;/span&gt; my bestest best buds will be celebrating their birthdays. greet them ha. ang di bumati, di bumati. epal kayo. :P hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang saya ng march. bday month ng mga taong lovelove ko. another hapi thing pa, lilipat daw sina nico sa antipolo next yr! wow. this means sleepovers, parties [swimming parties in particular, me pool sila e], gimik and a lot more i look forward to. grabe. excited na ako, nico. wah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;***    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me serious entry ako na ippost some time later. i want it long and sensible. it's about spritual warfare and what God's doing in our school. ang dami Nyang sinabi sa kin this week. sa sobrang dami, me separate entry ako for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anak ng mother. perio na. kung taga-pisay ka at hindi ka senior, ano ba?? bakit ka nagbabasa ng blog ko? sa tingin mo, magandang d mag-aral? neknek mo. aral na. [ikaw: neknek mo rin! sa tingin mo, magandang d mag-aral? bakit ka nagbblog?? aral na. anak naman ng mother.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kung hindi ka naman taga-pisay, bumili ka ng ice cream. ipakain mo sa pusa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114146103684392012?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114146103684392012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114146103684392012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114146103684392012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114146103684392012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/03/genesis-revee-rapallo-ang-nilalang-na.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114084082363801680</id><published>2006-02-25T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T16:20:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ro nakatanggap ka na nung text message na nagsasabing me walang magawa [na me AIDS] na naghahalo ng dugo nya sa ketchup ng restaurants, fast food at food stalls. wala akong nareceive na ganun pero nalaman ko kc every time na me gustong maglagay ng ketchup sa hotdog, me magsasabing "hoy, gusto mo bang magkaAIDS?" (sabay labas ng cellphone. messages. inbox. [pangalan ng nanay nya]&lt;pangalan&gt;. message tungkol dun sa ketchup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alryt. me bago na namang urban legend. magaling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang transfer ng AIDS ay blood to blood. meaning, mamatay lang ang blood cells dun sa ketchup unless magmutate sila at magsilbing nutrient agar ung ketchup (pde 'tong pangSTR,&lt;em&gt; Feasibility of banana ketchup as culture medium&lt;/em&gt;). pero kahit na... sabi nga ni kuya pito, pano kung me singaw ka pala? e d nagkaron ka ng hinayupak na AIDS nang wala sa oras. saka hindi ba kadiring isipin na me patay na blood cells sa ketchup mo? kung kadiring isipin, mas kadiring kainin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga isang linngo na lang, perio na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga tatlong buwan na lang, senior na ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga isang taon na lang, college na ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga kalahating dekada na lang, cum laude na ako. [ikaw: angas ng lahi. ang galing magfeeling; ako: salamat. fishing ka ha.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mga isang dekada pa, ewan ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nakakabobo na toh. ano ba talagang nangyayari sa bansa natin? hindi ko yan tinatanong dahil nadedepress ako [although nalulungkot nga ako dahil feeling ko ang gulo na ng pilipinas]. tanong ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yan kasi wala talaga akong alam. as in TANGA AT IGNORANTE. d ko kasi alam kung bakit me state of emergency at kung me coup ba talaga o wala. at kung me coup, anong problema nila? umuwi na lang kaya sila at magbalat ng lansones. masarap naman ang lansones, db?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pagka-off ko ng computer. maghahanap kagad ako ng dyaryo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alam mo ba na mahilig akong mag-aral? sobra. hobby ko un! oh yeah. i love earning pimples if it means staying up all night for a long test the next day. di ako tinatamad gumawa ng physics requirement at lalong hindi ako inaantok sa chem. eto pa... hindi ako ngccram. hindi rin nangongopya ng hw ng iba. sobrang hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kung sana kung gano ako kagaling magsunungaling, ganun din ako kasipag.. siguro, malayo mararating ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[pag me nabasa ka about acads, iexpect mo na patapos na ang entry ko.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alam mo ung kantang &lt;strong&gt;narda&lt;/strong&gt;? ang cute noh? e ung &lt;strong&gt;nerda&lt;/strong&gt;? mas maganda un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[ayan.. sabi sa yo e.. tapos na.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114084082363801680?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114084082363801680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114084082363801680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114084082363801680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114084082363801680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/02/siguro-nakatanggap-ka-na-nung-text.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114078834051923459</id><published>2006-02-24T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T21:39:00.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before you read on, puntahan nyo 'to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/yael106"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YAEL RON ALEJANDRO S. ALBANIEL's xanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nagddrama sya e. hahaha. kung mali ung link. pumunta kayo jan sa me right. me link din xa jan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;afterwhich, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=shhhhAYNEness"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; only then are you allowed to read on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;highlights of my week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*umalis na ung tatay ko papuntang dubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*pumunta si mr.tumnus sa Bible study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*...what should i say about asia hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*drug test rumor- i dont think i should say anything about this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ate gelyn- parati ko syang pnpgpray; sori kung wala pa akong madonate pero pramis magddonate talaga ako- hindi pdeng hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*napunit contacts ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ang tamad ko, walang hiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*sobrang nakokonsensya si "ano1"; xempre, ngayon lang sya natauhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*nakakaloka ang STR. honestly, naeenjoy ko sya. masarap tumambay sa lab at makipag-usap sa fungi. &lt;&lt;u&gt;nerda&lt;/u&gt; ::awit na nanawagan..&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as much as i want to comment, ayoko rin namang ipagkalat ung mga nangyayari sa school. hey pisay person, kung gagawa ka man ng entry about it, wag mo na ring ikwento. e kc... wala lang. there are things better off kept within the campus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ipagpray na lang natin lahat ng nangyayari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114078834051923459?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114078834051923459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114078834051923459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114078834051923459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114078834051923459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/02/before-you-read-on-puntahan-nyo-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-114025273746069625</id><published>2006-02-18T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T20:42:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOG OF PROM/PROM OF WAR [take ur pick]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/house%20blessing_Nov_6_2005%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" height="341" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/house%20blessing_Nov_6_2005%20003.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE FOG OF PROM / THE PROM OF WAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[take ur pick]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"11 lessons from the prom night of shayne fajutagana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stunning! hands down, this is the film of the year. -Washington Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a must-see. why the heck should you miss this one?? like, i swear... it's like sooo outrageous. -ricky lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*dundun* ladies&amp;gentlemen, i'm sure everyone's blog will be infested with prom stuff and mine is not an exception. i hereby present to you my entry about my very first formal dinner and the lessons i learned from it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ps- ako yung naka-green.ü]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. wag mag-extract from &lt;strong&gt;luyang dilaw&lt;/strong&gt; the day before prom UNLESS gusto mo ng dilaw na mga daliri. take it from me, magpa-french tip ka na lang;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. take &lt;strong&gt;omens&lt;/strong&gt; seriously- they're God's way to tell you what there is to expect;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. wag mag-expect na isasayaw ka ng &lt;strong&gt;crush&lt;/strong&gt; mo na halos di ka naman kilala. wag mo na ring pangarapin. baka mapakulam mo pa ung kasayaw nya;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. kung gusto mong magsuicide, mag-&lt;strong&gt;heels&lt;/strong&gt; ka for 12 hours [d b joji?ü];&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. tell the make-up artist not to overdo what he's doing on your face UNLESS gusto mong &lt;strong&gt;kutsarahin&lt;/strong&gt; yung make-up sa mukha mo.. sige, masaya un;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. kahit masarap mag-&lt;strong&gt;choco frap&lt;/strong&gt; sa starbucks after prom [nico, ur the best], no thanks. iirapan ka lang ng mga pasosyal na tao sa greenbelt who are probably thinking, "my prom dress was better than hers. she looks ugly kaya." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. bring &lt;strong&gt;extra batteries&lt;/strong&gt; for your digicam dahil hassle ang magpaprom studio pic;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. wag iiyak kapag ka-dance ang ex-date. magmumuka ka lang &lt;strong&gt;tanga&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. mas mamahalin mo ang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kurachuchuway.blogspot.com"&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mo after prom. make the most out of the night with her. maganda syang bonding activity; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. dun sa mga naging memorable ang &lt;strong&gt;last dance&lt;/strong&gt;, maswerte kayo. i-treasure nyo ung experience for life. isa kasi yan sa hindi ko magagawa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;pray &lt;/strong&gt;before prom. unahin mo munang makipag-date ke God before anyone else. it's much more worthwhile than any slow dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ben and kuya dom, badtrip noh? sobra. dismayadong dismayado ako. tama ba namang i-announce na last song na tapos wala na pala? walang hiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"announcement.. after this song is the last dance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me: what?? seryoso? hala... sinong last dance ko? oi ben and kuya dom, sige kayo na lang. first half si ben. last si kuya. wala yung date ko e. [super excited na ako kasi syempre d b?] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*lights on, sound sys off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mam chups: lahat ng mga sasabay sa bus, umalis na... *choochoochoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;person1: oi, yung last dance??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;person2: teka.. tapos na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;person3: it's over. di ko sya na-dance. *pouts.shouts.rambles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me: [in a ballistic mode] ano?? tapos na? walang hiya... wala, tara, kunwari me music.. *choochoochoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;/telon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;paasa. pero sige lang, ano bang magagawa ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hindi na nga ako sinayaw ni Mr.Tumnus, wala pa akong last dance. wow. ang galing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/house%20blessing_Nov_6_2005%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/400/house%20blessing_Nov_6_2005%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's this girl sa salon na kasabay naming nagpaayos for prom. naka-orange sya at ayaw sa kanya ni joji kasi snob sya [alam mo un, as if sya lang ang me karapatang magpaganda for prom]. i have nothing against her. nabanggit ko lang kasi me funny picture akong nakita sa digicam ko [the one up there]. yan si joji right after syang ayusan. tapos ung naka-orange, ayan ung beloved girl nya. d halata sa pic pero nakatingin sya nang masama ke joji, as in super sungit look tapos nakataas yung hair nya. wala lang.ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;honestly, it wasn't the night i've been dreaming of all my high school life. but then again, prom is prom. it's special as it is. i may not have totally enjoyed the millet fiullet (mil'fyoo) and heels but it was still... memorable? ok fine, so it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well at least, prom advent was one of the best things that ever happened to me.ü&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-114025273746069625?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/114025273746069625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=114025273746069625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114025273746069625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/114025273746069625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/02/fog-of-promprom-of-war-take-ur-pick.html' title='FOG OF PROM/PROM OF WAR [take ur pick]'/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113976318614193806</id><published>2006-02-13T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:55:41.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 days before prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mega-drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wanna sleep na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haven't started chem hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my head will go ballistic any minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uh-oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113976318614193806?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113976318614193806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113976318614193806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113976318614193806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113976318614193806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/02/4-days-before-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113957762613538975</id><published>2006-02-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:20:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after a long while, hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JREV. wow. how can words ever speak enough? nakaka-high. alam mo un, mauuhaw ka talaga e. sya ung tipo ng thirst na never mong gustong maquench. saka i've always wanted to see pisay pray and praise God. nakakatouch. sobra. eto lang masasabi ko, I TAKE PART IN GOD'S REVOLUTION. ewan ko kung me nagagawa ako pero sabi nga nila, desire is half the victory. at d ko lang sya desire, passion ko sya. i'm half way through. i really thank God the event materialized. para sa Kanya to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ung prophecies, ka-elibs. ang ganda ng plano ni God for our country. i believe all of them. i'll mention a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;multiplication- wow. what we have now, sobra sobra na. dadagdagan pa ni God. i mean, we're not exactly problem-free pero if u get to look at things, we're not that bad either. democracy. improving peso-dollar rate. international awards and stuff. let's not blame it all on our system. we do benefit from it and we are to receive more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;excellence- excellence. part sya ng tradition ng pisay. darating na rin ung time na makikita ng pilipinas how God can use pisay scholars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;supernatural realm battle- "there will be a battle in the supernatural realm, something inexplicable by science and beyond what is easily perceived and God shall be victorious and the world will see.." or something to that effect. could this mean miracles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dami pa e. i really hate myself for not remembering all of them. just the same, i know God is true to His words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHRISTIAN ROCK rocks. sobra. binura ko na lahat ng kamunduhan ng media player ko. wala na ung black eyed peas singing bebot which is rather ,uh, pointless saka ung ibang stuff na maganda lang kung sinasayaw pero kung pakikinggan mo talaga ung lyrics, iisipin mo kung bakit nag-abala ka pang idownload sya. d naman magglorify si God dun e. i mean, i may not be a total saint but.. hey, that's the point. me mga areas na nga ng buhay ko na mali tapos pati ba naman to, ipagkakait ko pa ke God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MrTumnus. hello. *sigh* ur my biggest happy crush so far. like as if kilala mo sarili mo. pero just in case me kung anong milagrong magdala sa yo sa blog na to [weh.. too far off. para na rin akong nagwish na magice-skating sa encantadia], wala lang. hahaha.. cute mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;astro candles. aynaku. matutulog na lang ako. btw, nakacontacts na ko. bwahahaha.. ok. babay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GOD  ROCKS.&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/19989882-113957762613538975?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113957762613538975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113957762613538975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113957762613538975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113957762613538975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-long-while-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113844768752894975</id><published>2006-01-28T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T19:28:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whattaweek!!! woooh. aynaku. sobrang daming nangyari. as in SOBRA. dalawang araw lang akong di nagsulat sa diary, parang ang dami nang namiss! e dati, kahit isang week akong di mag-update, wala lang.. pareparehas lang naman sinusulat ko e.. "binati ako ni MR TUMNUS!" "God, i hope my math LT's fine." "i love erik morales." and all such crap. pero this time around, iba e. ibang iba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS revolution. feb3. fri. 5-10pm. oval. free admission. [is there not a cause?]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;minsan lang tong mangyari. wag nyong i-miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sa anak namin ni paolo, jo&amp;pauline, ur nanay is very proud of you. sana nga lang nagbabasa kayo ng blog ko. yuck... as if. and to the rest[hahaha.. "the rest"]-aika, gian, hani, honey, reggae, rj, ryan, vergelle, CONGRATS, KATOKS NA KAYO! mabuhay ang apoy. live.love.breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/erik_morales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di ako masyadong inlab ke morales. hahaha. bear with me, please. baka sa next 3 posts, mas marami pa kong ilalagay na erik morales pics. un nga lang, baka me katabi na syang isang ilusyunada ngunit magandang epal na pinipilit ang sariling panaginipan na gf sya ni morales na iiyak-iyak habang nagsspeech si manny saying: "de ku inexpectate na mapapatomba ku si moralis." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dont think anybody appreciates chain messages coz they're sheer stupid. no offense meant. even if it's about God.. ur faith is not measured by how many people u pass godly messages to. so please, i dont want any more of "hey this is a death curse. so, you ready to meet bloody mary?" or "ashabadoolakagaragarapatakangepalnamasarapipakainsabarubalnapusa.. pass this or see ur love life disintegrate in the next 7 days" type of messages. ok? please lang. pero sige na nga.. i have nothing against people who love doing this thing. it's just that.. wala lang. sige na nga, bahala kayo. pwede namang iignore ung messages d b? ok. sige. case closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;grabe. kandila! bruha... halos d na ko nag-aral for our math LT para gumawa ng kandila. hahaha.. ok lang naman.. nagustuhan ni Sir G pero hello? pano kung bumagsak ako sa math? hahaha.. as if d ako sanay. ay hindi.. ayoko palang bumagsak. d pa ko bumabagsak sa math LTs ni sir nat kaya wag.. wag ngayon. 4th quarter pa naman na. hahaha.. walang hiya talaga. ang GC ko. oh well, sa tingin ko naman kung hindi, matagal na kong wala sa pisay. saka ikaw rin naman e. aminin mo.. walang estudyante ang totally walang pake sa grades. believe me. kahit natutulog lang ako sa bisperas ng LT ng comsci at bio, kahit nakapagcut ako ng str class dahil nakatulog ako nung lunch break, kahit pinaparinggan ako ni mam regaya at napatayo once dahil d ko masagot ung tanong nya, kahit 1/25 ang grupo ko sa isang bio lab tech report, kahit bobo akong magcalibrate under a microscope at kahit para sa kin 12+7=20.. nasa isip ko pa rin ang responsibilidad kong mag-aral. binabayaran ako ng bawat pilipino para matuto at "kung merong pinakamadaling gawin sa mundo, un na siguro ang mag-aral. biruin mo, magsisipag ka lang. d mo na iintindihin ung kakainin mo. me allowance ka pa. sasabihin nyo na naman &lt;em&gt;c'mon. &lt;/em&gt;ganyan sinasabi ko nun. pero ung sinasabi ko ngayon, sasabihin nyo rin pag nagtrabaho na kayo." [quoted from sir paul, grade6 english teacher ko na madalas magtagalog sa klase]. naks, nagspeech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;batch bulletin board.. haay. tapos na ren sa wakas. ang sarap iupdate parati at ayus-ayusin kasi maganda ung feedback ng mga tao. sulit na rin kahit katamad at magastos palit-palitan ung tagboard. wahaha.. gawa na nga talaga ako ng blog na astig o7. wahaha.. weh corny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ngapala, nawala na programming powers ko. i apparently am infuriatingly clueless about those crappy applets where ur supposed to place some stupid monkey which you will have to punch for no reason other than your dire desire to waste precious time. wahahaa.. okee.. for stupid fun. pero promise, aayusin ko na ang buhay ko. sisimulan ko sa java. yuck.. adik sa java e noh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nasa kin na ung book ni fatima.. sequel ng the sisterhood of the traveling pants. coolness. babasahin ko na sya. yahoo. dot. com. wapak! CORNY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;isipin mo na lang, 5% pa lang ng lahat ng mga nangyari sa kin within the wk ang nakasulat sa blog ko. reserved kasi ung 95% sa diary e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bye for now. as ive said, "kung merong pinakamadaling gawin sa mundo, un na siguro ang mag-aral. biruin mo, magsisipag ka lang. d mo na iintindihin ung kakainin mo. me allowance ka pa. sasabihin nyo na naman c'mon. ganyan sinasabi ko nun. pero ung sinasabi ko ngayon, sasabihin nyo rin pag nagtrabaho na kayo." or rather, as my teacher once said. tawagin mo na akong nerd but i still have to agree with him. &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/19989882-113844768752894975?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113844768752894975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113844768752894975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113844768752894975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113844768752894975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/01/whattaweek-woooh.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113793226347215322</id><published>2006-01-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T20:27:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;random stuff once more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RAY2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first and foremost, salamat talaga sa lahat. ul always be my most supportive friend in times of fasting kahit once pa lang talaga ako nagffast. just the same, kahit d naman ako nagffast, ur always there. d mo lang alam pero inspired ako sa God-centered principles mo. may ur faith inspire more lives and remember, we both rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[dont be like the people of this world but let God change the way you think. then you will know how to do everything that is good and pleasing to Him_romans12:2,cev]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BATCH BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;asar na asar ka na ba sa all black na batch bb? ako rin e. kasalanan ko un. sorry a. malapit na syang maging blog-inspired bb. if it still sucks, blame it all on me and joji. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JREV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feb3 na friends! excited na ako.. wohoo. see posters [specially made by papa andrewT] for details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short notice announcement na naman toh, punta kayo sa purok bukas. dbaleng d nakabarok. me sasabihin kami.. [hala..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PACvsELterible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omg. i cant believe myself. i have a crush on erik morales! sounds weird pero i am actually imagining myself as his crying girlfriend looking at her all bloody and bruised and knocked out beloved. yuck. hahahahahaha.. whatever. on the more serious side of things, i really am proud of mr.pacquiao. his victory did uplift the country's spirit. i wanna make the philippines just as proud someday. as they say, desire is half the victory. i am therefore almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MY GRADES??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahahaha.. wala lang. kidding, i am gc so i cant say nothing about them. 2 words, ok lang. except my lab tech grade which apparently is going under.. hahahaha.. when i thought im the best microscope focuser and specimen sectioner in the whole wide planet. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SK DELIBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the hardest part of being a katok.. mahirap nang magkamali. baka mapasa ko ung wrong person at mabagsak ko ung most deserving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HEADBANGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nakakabangag: ymsat. prom. asia wk. sk play. sindaksyon. achievement test. even teacher's day[coz sk's assigned to perform a play]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what i look forward to: one thing.. JESUS REVOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113793226347215322?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113793226347215322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113793226347215322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113793226347215322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113793226347215322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-stuff-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113732143156282467</id><published>2006-01-15T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T18:47:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;title: random things about my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASTING&lt;br /&gt;for the first time ever in my life, i fasted for seven straight days. kumakain pa rin naman ako syempre pero sobrang regulated and i tell you, mahirap sya lalo na kapag fair. daniel fast lang sya as in walang meat at sweets so gulay lang kinakain ko most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nalaman ng mga friends ko na nagffast ako, ang common reaction nila was like: what?? ang payat mo na a! takte, nagpapapayat ka pa? hindi ka ba exempted jan? ano na lang matitira sa yo? bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero a few like ray2&amp;ben were really supportive and i thank God for them. sobra. di nila alam kung gano kalaking blessing sila sa kin for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige, isa-isa kong sasagutin ang mga tanong ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what??*ang sabi ko nagffast ako. gusto mo pang ulitin ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang payat mo na a!*e ano ngayon? hindi naman ako nagddiet e. nagffast ako. syempre di ko gustong pumayat pa ako lalo. alam ko namang kalansay na ako e. and thats the point. im doing something against my will. para san pa ang fasting kung di ako magssacrifice? fasting pa ba ang tawag mo dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takte, nagpapayat ka pa?*if that's what it takes to tell God how much i love Him, oo, nagpapapayat pa ako. mahirap gawin un dahil gusto kong tumaba. minsan nga, asar na asar na ako sa magazines na walang maisip na article kundi how to lose weight. pwede bang how to gain weight naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ka ba exempted jan?*hindi naman pinilit ang mga ACTS members na magfast. nagulat na nga lang ung adviser namin na the next thing they know, nagffast na kami. sariling choice ko to. parati kong cnclaim na CHRISTian ako pero beyond that, me napatunayan na ba ako? ano ba ang kristiyano? di ba un ung kagaya ni Jesus, ung ginagawa ung ginagawa ni Jesus, di ba un un? oo un un. nagfast si Jesus for 40 days. biruin mo un. He denied Himself and as His follower, why can't i do the same? ang liit na bagay lang nun kung tutuusin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano na lang matitira sa yo?*hindi mo lang alam pero marami at nadagdagan pa nga e. nabawasan ako ng timbang pero i tell you, wala un sa joy na ibibigay sa yo ni God. dahil nadeny ako from my physical needs, bumawi spriritually. mas naging focused ako. nagutom din ako spiritually. as in, hinahanap-hanap ko ung word ni God. un ung tipo ng gutom na ayaw mo na ever na masatisfy. nagppray ako before pero iba kapag nagppray ka nang gutom. wag mo na akong tanungin, di ko sasagutin para itry mo rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit??*si pito nagsuggest sa min nun e. kasi pinagdarasal namin ung jrev concert. jrev as in JESUS REVOLUTION. self-explanatory. nadaanan na natin lahat ng revolution pero ito, iba. walang kasing iba. iba talaga. watch how God can change a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro para sa yo madali lang ang pagkain ng gulay at pag-avoid ng meat at sweets for one whole week. ikaw yan, hindi ako. nahirapan ako dahil ako ung tipo na once in a while, maghahanap ng kakainin [sa fasting ko, bawal ung unnecessary na pagkain. kakain ka lang pag gutom ka]. hindi halata pero ganun ako. madali siguro ung daniel fast para sa mga nagpapayat at kung kilala mo ako, hindi ko kelangan nyan para pumayat. madali siguro yan sa mga vegetarian pero sensya na ha, hindi ako vegetarian. madali yan para sa inyo pero sa kin hindi kaya nga yan ung approach na pinili ko. dun ako sa mahirap para sa kin. ano pang point kung madadalian ako? actually, after a while, nakasanayan ko na ang pagkain ng gulay kaya binawasan ko na lang ung pagkain ko. more than once, umiyak ako. umiyak ako nung naiinggit ako sa mga kumakain ng sweets. gusto ko na rin kumain nun e. umiyak ako dahil naiinggit ako at di ko dapat maramdaman un. are u supposed to cry when ur doing something for God? umiyak ako nung gutom na gutom na ako dahil last night, wala akong nakaing matinong dinner. alam mo ung tig-sais na tinapay sa caf? un lang dinner ko kaya the next day, gutom na talaga ako. wala pa kong breakfast. tapos ung lunch ko na sushing mahal, nahulog pa. naiiyak na talaga ako. dumating ako sa point na naaawa na ako sa sarili ko. ang tanga noh? pero wala na akong magagawa, nakarating na ako don e. of all the things na di ko dapat mafeel, ung maawa sa sarili. di ba God alone is enough [ray2's motto]? totoo yan pero naintindihan ko rin naman ung sarili ko, natural lang un. tao ako e. pero despite that feeling, masaya ako. at least alam ko na nahihirapan nga ako. alam ko na me sinasacrifice ako. alam ko na fasting pa rin ung tawag sa ginagawa ko dahil iniiyakan ko sya. hindi naman ako umiiyak dahil ayaw ko na. umiiyak ako dahil nahihirapan ako. im not that strong but i am faithful and persistent enough. mas malakas ang faith ko kesa sa temptation ng fair o ng kaklase o ng stalls ng caf o ng kung sinu-sinong ginagamit ng demonyo. pero above all, malakas ang Diyos na pinaniniwalaan ko. i thank Him for each and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH IT MEANT TO ME&lt;br /&gt;e di natapon nga ung food ko. naiyak na talaga ako. ang mahal nun e tapos di rin naman ako mabubus0g pero alam mo un, natapon nga sya pero me pinalit naman si God. hindi ko alam pero naiiyak na talaga ako. ang babaw ko noh? pero ganun talaga. e naiiyak ako e. tapos umalis ung dalawa kong kasama habang umiiyak ako. pag balik nila, me dala silang vegetable salad. libre nila for me. alam mo, habang inaalala ko un, naiiyak ako. amazing talaga si God pag gumagamit ng mga tao para itouch ang buhay mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray2, ben, sobrang laking gesture nong ginawa nyo. i love u both, pramis. i mean it. ray2, naalala mo nung ok lang sa yo na umalis ako nung cs dahil nagugutom na talaga ako? ikaw ung pinakasupportive among my friends. most of them, inaasar ako with their food pero ikaw, u will go like: wag nyo ngang ganyanin si shayne; gusto ko ring matuloy ung jrev; sige shayne, pagppray kita. sobrang natouch nyo ako at sana matouch ko rin ung ibang tao in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIELD BIO&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. walang hiya si dofitas. anyway, as expected, negative ang response ng parents ko. it would have been a good experience though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIR&lt;br /&gt;iniwasan ko ang fair ground kasi mahirap na kapag natempt ako masyado..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK&lt;br /&gt;katoks, batoks, pseudotoks, CHAIN na sa monday[jan16]! malapit na magkaron ng bagong katoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JREV&lt;br /&gt;Btw, naapprove ung jrev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOFITAS&lt;br /&gt;kahit walang hiya ka sa kin forever, kahit madalas mo akong ipahiya, sorry sa pagsusungit ko sa yo. hindi ko alam kung bakit pero sa yo lang ako ganito. peace man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOJI&lt;br /&gt;binigay ko sa kanya ung magazine-ish[jokles mag] na ginawa ko nung first yr na gift ko dapat sa kanya kaya lang naspoil ni pito. **maraming secrets dun kaya wag ka sanang manglalag gaya ng kagagawa mo lang. bruja ka! love u.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NERVE&lt;br /&gt;di ko kayo napanood pero di na kelangan para malamang magaling kayo. wag mag-alala, nxt yr, sure win na kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOINE THEATER FOUNDATION&lt;br /&gt;i really laugh you. haha.. as usual, nice plays. mabuhay ang teatro. at salamat sa cd! mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH PROJ&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, it was beautifully crammed. go knights of the logarithmic table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKIT CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;di kita napanood kahit gusto ko! di ko kasi mapapagpalit ang family bonding sa konting oras na itatayo ko sa gym habang tinitilian si yael. narnia is not that bad anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GIVER&lt;br /&gt;moving but not as good as the alchemist and the little prince. pero maganda pa rin sya at nalungkot ako nung huli. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAKS, ANG DAMI PANG GAGAWIN. wah. _telon_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113732143156282467?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113732143156282467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113732143156282467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113732143156282467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113732143156282467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2006/01/title-random-things-about-my-week.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113600570316895885</id><published>2005-12-31T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T13:08:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never imagined heaven would be so hot&lt;/strong&gt;_lena, the pretty Greek sister of the traveling pants&lt;/em&gt; [wala lang... natawa lang ako nung nabasa ko to.. bwahaha.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what should i say? *sigh* i totally disagree with what elton john [was it him?] said. &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; isnt the hardest word. its &lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;. experience taught me that well. ive always pretended to be strong enough but at times, i just cannot. years upon years, ive been holding back my tears whenever someone i love would leave... like dad. and now, i find it just as difficult to say goodbye to 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and yes, i still am not strong enough. im sort of cynophobic [afraid of dogs] and in the same way, i am afraid of what lies ahead in the coming year, which will be around SOON [like 11 hours and 44 minutes from now].. or maybe i just find it SO hard to leave all the good things that came my way for the last 12 months of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;last year was a very fun year, especially with dahlia. but at the same time, it was sort of regretful.. really. more than once, i got tangled up with my wrong moves so i cant say i was completely happy with my sophie year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but here comes 2005, seriously, i feel so blessed. for those who dont know yet, i went thru this [crappy] misplaced identity issue &amp; although i was still close to God, something just didnt go right. but i am very grateful to have experienced it. it made me realize that i was too self-centered and that realization brought me back to stability &amp;amp; to what He was all the while calling me to do, to be a missionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;btw, if i have offended you or something, i really am sorry. sorry. sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all that was lost in 2004 came back.. like joji- we werent so close in 2nd yr and i cant say i didnt feel bad about it. but it was ok, friends need space to grow up as individuals.. even best friends. ta-da.. here we are again, a package once more. i love u joji kahit isa kang bruja [bwahaha.] *joke lang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like sk- were still in the process of reliving the fire.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like this person- were finally talking again. not that we had some fight or something.. we simply fell apart &amp; now... no, were not falling somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my self-esteem- not that ive become a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;confidence machine. i still think i stink but ive learned not to dwell on my weaknesses. there are far more important things to think about.. like your relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my family- this is yet my merriest CHRISTmas. for the first time, my familys complete.. how can i thank God enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my passion for His word- this year, more than ever, i was sooo into Gods word.. like i cant read anything without opening my bible first. it was some sort of thirst, a thirst you wouldn't want to be quenched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;basta, ang dami pa. so much more actually. what made this year so memorable to me is the comeback of these important things in my life... plus many more beautiful stuff like the cheerleading victory, sea games, peso, ms international, retreat, ymsat thing [i find this hard to forget, especially when our comics original copys with me], kuya greggy who used to think i was his biggest enemy [hehe..], ramayana, paskorus, a great section [sodium, u made my year so worthwhile].. so much more pa talaga and i am feeling so frustrated for not being able to write them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ang dami talagang magagandang nangyari sa buhay ko this year. its a blessing and otherwise all at once. dahil dun, natatakot ako na baka mawala na naman sila sa kin or baka hindi na ganun kaganda ang year ahead. natatakot ako na mawala ung optimism &amp; faith ko, two things that kept me holding on. binasa ko ung mga palanca sa kin ng mga tao kagabi at natatakot ako na baka mawala ung shayne na sinulatan nila. ewan. ang dami pa namang mangyayari sa near end ng sy. jam-packed with activities ang farewell ng junior life ko. sige na, takot na ako. takot na takot ako na iwan ang lahat so please, wag nyo akong iwan. importante kayo sa buhay ko. *yak ang drama* hehe... joke lang, kung will ni God na mag-iwanan tayo, ok lang yan.. good luck na lang sa ting lahat. pa*hug* na lang.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pero hello? with all the good things that came my way, shouldnt i be more excited?  *sigh* hehehe.. tonight, when i say my new year prayer, after giving praise and thanks, i would be praying for this fear. God is a lot bigger than it. maya-maya, wala na yan. i have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy new year. looking forward to another year with God.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113600570316895885?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113600570316895885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113600570316895885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113600570316895885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113600570316895885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-never-imagined-heaven-would-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113575476116641546</id><published>2005-12-28T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T15:26:01.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/pic-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/pic-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/1600/pic-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess u know the traveling pants and the sisterhood that was birthed with it but i bet u havent heard of the traveling pisay pe uniform.. so im here to proclaim its existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but unlike its pants counterpart, it doesnt go with a sisterhood, or probably it does.. only the uniform knows. besides that, maybe not only one pe uniform is traveling. there may be 2 or 3.. or possibly more. aynaku.. EWAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u see, i think joji has mich castis uniform &amp; mich has mine &amp;amp; jojis with me &amp; my other ones with macy.. not quite sure about that. basta. u dont want to get confused too, right? the point is... i dont have my original pe uniforms &amp;amp; thats not such a big deal. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so there. wala lang un but im still writing about it anyway. goes to show that im out of topics or maybe i got hooked by this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sisterhoodofthetravelingpants.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. i didnt expect it to be that good. ive read better ones but it surpassed my expectations so i say its good. wishing i too share the pants with the four of them. the pants and every magic they can bring you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for now, magpapaka-nerd na ako. sana. i have to do myself a favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps-i dont use apostrophes because an apostrophe means ' ... you get what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113575476116641546?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113575476116641546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113575476116641546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113575476116641546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113575476116641546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-guess-u-know-traveling-pants-and.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113550796910063873</id><published>2005-12-25T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:52:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday JESUS &amp; mam hipol. merry CHRISTmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bihirang magkaron ng pasko na complete ung family namin. thank You, God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;narealize ko lang, ang ganda ng year na to for me. maganda rin naman ung iba e kaso theres something about this year... ung mga nawala sa kin last yr, bumalik silang lahat. thank You, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if theres anything else i want to ask from God, it would have to be &lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;, gaya nung inask ni solomon. gusto ko lang talaga magbago for Him kasi marami akong kasablayan. *sigh* just the same, i thank You, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nxt year is yet another year. maraming activities. sobra. Jesus revolution ng acts, intimate theater production ng sk, prom, asia wk, ymsat, fair. looks like ill be eating stress for breakfast til the end of the school year. help me, God. saka thank You na rin po. ill do my best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113550796910063873?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113550796910063873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113550796910063873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113550796910063873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113550796910063873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-jesus-mam-hipol.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113533507395689887</id><published>2005-12-23T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:54:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yehey. nabilhan ko na ng regalo ang lahat ng mga dapat regaluhan sa pamilya- that means, lahat ng mga bata [except my brother kc di ko nabili ung request nya na spongebob cd]. ang poor ko na kasi. pano ko pa kaya mabibilhan ng gifts ung pisay friends ko? aynaku. poor na nga, tanga pa. bumili kasi ako ng ballpen na P95. why spend that much when you can always go for the inexpensive one which serves exactly the same purpose? tapos naisip ko, e ang cute e! so there, nadaan ako sa kacutean pero come to think of it, mauubos din naman ang tinta nya at para san pa ang pagiging cute? oh well, nabili ko na e. siguro lesson na lang to sa buhay ko. i have to be a better decision-maker next time. kung sa mga maliliit na bagay wala akong wisdom, ano pa kaya sa big-time stuff d b? so there. i still am very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pupunta kami sa san pablo bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are currently having an energy crisis. alam mo ba un?? and all im doing is to make things worse. sorry, mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding my scripts, no progress YET. *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113533507395689887?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113533507395689887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113533507395689887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113533507395689887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113533507395689887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/yehey.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113515933547024566</id><published>2005-12-21T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:02:15.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1086543/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: God. My hips are huge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000327/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gretchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Oh please. I hate my calves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1046097/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: At least you guys can where halters. I've got man shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0517820/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: [voiceover] I used to think there was just fat and skinny. But apparently there's lots of things that can be wrong on your body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000327/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gretchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: My hairline is so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1046097/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: My pores are huge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1086543/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: My nail beds suck. [pause. All look at Cady] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0517820/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: I have really bad breath in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1086543/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Ew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mean girls. bwahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so there. i still am brainstorming with myself about i should be doing. although my brain tells me to do something really productive like a very pretty math project, my hands do otherwise. aynaku... bakasyon kasi e. i will start off soon but puh-leez.. not now. magiging patalo ako sa bahay. ako lang ung di tutulong sa party preps and stuff. no way. i have a strict family first policy. guess what... andito ung kaisa-isa kong inaanak at wala &lt;strong&gt;PA&lt;/strong&gt; akong mabibigay sa kanya. swerte na nga sya e. at least me ninang sya na napupuntahan e ako, lahat ng ninong at ninang ko nasa romblon. unfortunately, masyadong pambutas-bulsa ang trip kung pupuntahan ko pa sila. ayan tuloy... ang laki na ng utang nila sa kin. bwahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3916/1990/320/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wala pa rin akong nasusulat na script dahil katatapos lang namin ni nico ng conceptualization kagabi. 4 concepts... good enough to start with. im quite optimistic about this whole thing kaya as early as now sasabihin ko na sya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*clapclapclap* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;watch out for: &lt;strong&gt;intimate&lt;/strong&gt; theater productions 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;brought to you by maSKara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;::pinoy pop::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;details- to be announced pretty soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*bow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/19989882-113515933547024566?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113515933547024566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113515933547024566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113515933547024566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113515933547024566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/karen-god.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113506185646732288</id><published>2005-12-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:57:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what should i say? ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im writing plays. ive been brainstorming with myself for the past few hours on what to write about. fortunately, i already came up with two themes and their unpolished scenes. its the least morbid way to kill time although i believe that i should be starting with academic stuff... like yuck. oh well, i have to admit that i really looove school requirements. sobra, cant live without them. at hindi... hinding hindi ako tinatamad. wahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fake it til you make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;seriously, tawagin nyo na akong nerd pero kelangan ko talagang gawin to. for all i know, nerd ka rin. gagawin at gagawin mo rin lahat ng homework. parehas tayo and i might as well start now dahil may post-CHRISTmas shopping ako with my mom by the end of the month. saka iwas-cramming na rin. ayokong simulan ang taon nang nagccram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;go on and call me jologs but i will still honestly admit that etheria is a nice shot. nagpay-off talaga ung millions of pesos spent on the sets, costumes, writers [i must say na maganda ung plot], big-time cast. basta, maganda sya. di sya ung typical na panget ung effects.. although may mas igaganda pa sya, yun na ung best na nakita ko so far sa mga napapanood na gawa ng pinoy. saka trip ko ung opening song nila.. ung ethic-sounding. astig. maka-download nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jakiKAJOT, salamat sa iyong help. kung hindi dahil sa yo, di ako nakablogspot ngayon. every other month ung gamit ko sa blogs ko. 2006: jan-march-may-july-sept-nov::blogspot. feb-april-june-aug-oct-dec:: tabulas. o ha... ang taray. hahaha. wala kasi akong magawa e. i doubt naman na kaya ko na dala-dalawa ung blogs ko. i would have to discard one of them sooner or later, bet with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113506185646732288?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113506185646732288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113506185646732288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113506185646732288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113506185646732288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-should-i-say-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19989882.post-113496792896170078</id><published>2005-12-19T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:18:24.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shayne is always true to her words. Thats the very reason why shes now on blogspot, although shes not leaving her tabulas. Shell be keeping 3 blogs-2 of which is active and the other one, just the otherwise [it only serves as a skin tester of some sort]. Your currently in her active blogspot. *clapclapclap* To see her active tabulas, heres where you have to go: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~shayneshayne"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.tabulas.com/~shayneshayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. And the inactive one? Forget it, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my first entry, I would like to say hi to jaki andan. Hi jakikajot! Nakablogspot na rin ako. bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up knowing that my father was born on a dec 21 but apparently, he changed his birthdate. Weirdo. It was adjusted 2 days earlier-- for convention, for fun, for business, for love, for no reason at all? That I cannot tell. Well anyway, the point is he was born and I was born. Everybody else is born but that fact isnt really so important at all. What’s really important is that Christ was born. I dont know if He was really born on a dec 25 like they usually say. I dont care about dates anyway. What I do care about is the essence of this season—the very reason why someone has to be born to later on die for our sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist. Oh yeah. I have one! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange means granted wish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in dire need of:&lt;br /&gt;*a jar of stars&lt;br /&gt;*firefly-filled dreams&lt;br /&gt;*headbands&lt;br /&gt;*watch&lt;br /&gt;*sarong&lt;br /&gt;*a swing&lt;br /&gt;*twin&lt;br /&gt;*a phonecall&lt;br /&gt;*handshake with auraeus&lt;br /&gt;*meeting with joji.. better yet, shopping with her&lt;br /&gt;*diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ballpen with a fluffy end [just like that of marie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*contact lens&lt;br /&gt;*socks [toed/pink untoed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ice cream [any flavor will do.. except ube]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pencil case [bigger and prettier than the one I have now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*PANDA FAIRY [seriously, I need a panda!][c/o andrewT na raw to]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*and of course, to complete my Christmas: hugs, kisses and smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19989882-113496792896170078?l=shayneness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/feeds/113496792896170078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19989882&amp;postID=113496792896170078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113496792896170078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19989882/posts/default/113496792896170078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shayneness.blogspot.com/2005/12/shayne-is-always-true-to-her-words.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14087481373353769689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
