<?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-6189199362239343453</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:05:53.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wastebag</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-3399870113862341661</id><published>2009-05-23T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:05:45.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rustan.</title><content type='html'>Sinabi mo noon ay di mag-iiba&lt;br /&gt;Walang hanggan ang iyong nadarama&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi mong wala itong katapusan&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ngayon ikaw ay nasaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi ko baka di tayo magtagal&lt;br /&gt;Damdamin ko'y takot nang sumugal&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi ko sana wala nang magbago&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ngayon ako'y nilimot mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana sa susunod na titibok&lt;br /&gt;Ang puso ko&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mangyari tong&lt;br /&gt;Nangyari sa pag-ibig mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muli ako na aasa&lt;br /&gt;Mananalangin na sana&lt;br /&gt;Di na muling mag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y may makasama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss and love you. :'[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-3399870113862341661?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/3399870113862341661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=3399870113862341661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3399870113862341661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3399870113862341661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/05/rustan.html' title='rustan.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-1380007147832404289</id><published>2009-04-16T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:19:05.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rarr</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary( Lorraine),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, I really like Dean. He's the smartest and the most intelligent guy I've ever met. I wish I could just eat him whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryt. I suck. I lick. And I take nude photographs of myself and sell it over the internet. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRR. :DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-1380007147832404289?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/1380007147832404289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=1380007147832404289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1380007147832404289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1380007147832404289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/04/rarr.html' title='Rarr'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-5722603998989961951</id><published>2009-04-16T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:06:04.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERR.</title><content type='html'>LORRAINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't suck, I lick. HAHA xD xD&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you do. :]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-5722603998989961951?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/5722603998989961951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=5722603998989961951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5722603998989961951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5722603998989961951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/04/err.html' title='ERR.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-8058356254624765397</id><published>2009-04-14T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:16:06.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there could be love stories like those in the movies. Something that would end happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I experienced love not once but many times but there is only this one person whom I really loved so much. The bad thing is, our story didn't last as I was expecting it to last. Oh well, nothing really lasts forever. I've moved on, better yet, I've moved forward. The first 2 months were really hard for me, as if I can't eat, I can't smile but as time goes by, I've learned to let go and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm happy now, you're happy now. We've both set each other free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro nalang love, tama na nga yan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh. Why am I talking about my ex? Is it because we talked last night and I've been thinking of the things we used to do before? UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOO. It can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love someone now and I don't think where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I had a 9 day vacation in Occidental, Mindoro where my granny works as a Governor. It was fun. I love the beaches and the sun. Oh well I'm tanned now. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here in Laguna today because my dad had to rush some things with the US EMBASSY whatever so I wasn't able to bid goodbye to all my relatives there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is coming, I miss FEU! I miss MANILA! I miss TIMOG [ esp. ] . HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always think about parties when I went to Manila to study? haha well it's part of being a college student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIMOG TIMOG!&lt;br /&gt;DECADES. WHITE AVENUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr. i miss the bitches there. those pedos. those homos. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I miss COLLIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrr. YUM SANGWOO was my bestfriend, sorta. WAS. USED TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened me in such things like parties and alcohol. Bad thing is that I've found new friends and he did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still friends. I still treasure those Dolce and Gabanna pants and the Dior Shirt he gave me before the end of the sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why some people seem to forget when they had a taste of fame. I mean, yea, Megan Young was my friend. WAS.  but after all of the fame she had, she forgot about me. ERR. We've been friends like since I was 14 and now I'm 17. ARR. PEople do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being random. I just can't think of anything to say. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6189199362239343453-8058356254624765397?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/8058356254624765397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=8058356254624765397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8058356254624765397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8058356254624765397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun.html' title='FUN.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-8043235924360767122</id><published>2009-03-21T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:52:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>err.</title><content type='html'>sisturrr. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQl_2pxaI/AAAAAAAAALs/NBHHC07y7xQ/s1600-h/Picture+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQl_2pxaI/AAAAAAAAALs/NBHHC07y7xQ/s320/Picture+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884286395139490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlgzs7kI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z8nEmIQ09Eg/s1600-h/Picture+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlgzs7kI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z8nEmIQ09Eg/s320/Picture+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884278061264450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlntL5bI/AAAAAAAAALc/kOw0FFZ48-Q/s1600-h/Picture+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlntL5bI/AAAAAAAAALc/kOw0FFZ48-Q/s320/Picture+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884279912981938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlUdRnzI/AAAAAAAAALU/AtDnq9GFW9A/s1600-h/Picture+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlUdRnzI/AAAAAAAAALU/AtDnq9GFW9A/s320/Picture+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884274745974578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THEM. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlT7unkI/AAAAAAAAALM/wzevp0aRTl0/s1600-h/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQlT7unkI/AAAAAAAAALM/wzevp0aRTl0/s320/Picture+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884274605268546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1hsZPII/AAAAAAAAAK8/eZU3mQg51k8/s1600-h/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1hsZPII/AAAAAAAAAK8/eZU3mQg51k8/s320/Picture+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315883453665328258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1e9JWjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OJu8hD3GwIE/s1600-h/Picture+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1e9JWjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OJu8hD3GwIE/s320/Picture+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315883452930284082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1ZvQbyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZhsZyIkVhbg/s1600-h/Picture+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP1ZvQbyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZhsZyIkVhbg/s320/Picture+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315883451529850658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUSSEL [d'FACE] - proud member. :P  [ friendster.com/dfacegroup ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP00g-0bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r_BVkIsvIHA/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXP00g-0bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r_BVkIsvIHA/s320/Picture+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315883441537864114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUcF73uI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jq4YtaMEOXQ/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUcF73uI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jq4YtaMEOXQ/s320/Picture+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882885226159842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUbgjLUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ibDUUawG6ho/s1600-h/Picture+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUbgjLUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ibDUUawG6ho/s320/Picture+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882885069352258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUGVSqrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Nkr3JmsBbwg/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPUGVSqrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Nkr3JmsBbwg/s320/Picture+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882879384988338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPTw60tMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5Oxkth4yOp0/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPTw60tMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5Oxkth4yOp0/s320/Picture+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882873636828354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPTj_SwsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BfluBDUKnHk/s1600-h/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXPTj_SwsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BfluBDUKnHk/s320/Picture+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882870165914306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AYAN. BORED LANG PO! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-8043235924360767122?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/8043235924360767122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=8043235924360767122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8043235924360767122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8043235924360767122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/03/err.html' title='err.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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/_p0QkY-K9frQ/ScXQl_2pxaI/AAAAAAAAALs/NBHHC07y7xQ/s72-c/Picture+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-8433109525273531387</id><published>2009-01-29T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:48:03.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OERR.</title><content type='html'>The start of the new year has been a blast. Well I dunno what I'm talking about hahaha I just can't seem to think of a cool topic sentence to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errm. I'm enjoying the course my dad picked for me though I planned to shift which I didn't. Okay. My dad's a little mad at me. He knew that I brought friends at where I live in and we drank. The bad thing is, it's not allowed to drink there. Ahahaha. I just knew that my Aunt emailed my dad and told him those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. Let's move on. :)) ahahaha. I got a new haircut which I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. I dunno what to say now. OERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and the award for the best lie goes to you, for making me believe that you could be faithful to me, let's here your speech oh"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just some lyrics of the song currently playing in the shop. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm havin a difficult time posting this so just bear with me. I just did this in favor of those people who read my post and frequently asking me when will I post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm tired. I got drunk last night which sucked because I vomitted. Okay, I don't really drink that much so I slept the whole fvkin day.. Hmm.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I bought a rabbit and her name is GRE'. It's GRE' because she's color gray. She's really cute but kinda dirty at times and I have to clean her cage alwaysss. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I dunno If I could still reach the cut off grade for the academic scholarship. hahaha. :))&lt;br /&gt;GRRR. I would like to have more allowance and 3 thousand a week is just ain't enough. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. thats all i guess. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-8433109525273531387?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/8433109525273531387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=8433109525273531387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8433109525273531387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/8433109525273531387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/01/oerr.html' title='OERR.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-7123708864335415777</id><published>2009-01-03T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:08:48.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008! Hello 2009! :]</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year was finally ended as we welcome the year 2009. Year 2008 was the year that I attended my last Junior and Senior's Prom where I won again as the Mr. Senior '08, it's the year when I graduated high school, entered college, got my braces off, turned 17, and met new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBX5dOpw1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ls6zIsH4G5g/s1600-h/1_936118873l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBX5dOpw1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ls6zIsH4G5g/s320/1_936118873l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287322607143207762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBX42dF7KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/U9xnF60cp5s/s1600-h/1_473145237l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBX42dF7KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/U9xnF60cp5s/s320/1_473145237l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287322596734790818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first pic was me when I won the Mr. Senior '08.  The second was me and Kriszel when we won the Mr. and Ms. Junior '07. Hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBYxQfbUuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W1SI-O2zcgQ/s1600-h/P4030012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBYxQfbUuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W1SI-O2zcgQ/s320/P4030012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287323565796578018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and me in my Graduation. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBZfT5FvgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jvw5HOp0gFs/s1600-h/1_294485535l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBZfT5FvgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jvw5HOp0gFs/s320/1_294485535l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324356983504386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wearing FEU school uniform. Yea, it's where I study. :] I think I'll be transferring to DLSU-CSB nxt year. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBaJyqqhkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xzjDl1d65YU/s1600-h/1_576318439l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBaJyqqhkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xzjDl1d65YU/s320/1_576318439l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287325086799005250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WITH BRACES. HighSchool. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBanFWGR0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aT8TSKM3BK4/s1600-h/1_132496285l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBanFWGR0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aT8TSKM3BK4/s320/1_132496285l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287325590029223746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, BRACES OFF! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBcCtQ1GAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/NU9q3uEL_fw/s1600-h/1_909844634l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBcCtQ1GAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/NU9q3uEL_fw/s320/1_909844634l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287327164112640002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Ann, Aj, Jesslyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBcUhaeSFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/784_yvCAcnE/s1600-h/1_879604530l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBcUhaeSFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/784_yvCAcnE/s320/1_879604530l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287327470169507922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FEU-TOMSOC. I'm the tallest here. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBctWtLrbI/AAAAAAAAAII/uN35hAbQZwg/s1600-h/1_768152648l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBctWtLrbI/AAAAAAAAAII/uN35hAbQZwg/s320/1_768152648l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287327896791920050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME &amp;amp; Collin. Gay and Wasted. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdHxx_OEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oPLB9j4C_S0/s1600-h/1_570335529l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdHxx_OEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oPLB9j4C_S0/s320/1_570335529l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328350736431170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Ann, Jesslyn, Vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdb1u6leI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4gCNvgWGths/s1600-h/1_296367073l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdb1u6leI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4gCNvgWGths/s320/1_296367073l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328695394670050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jesslyn at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdbrNSKUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/RRQBJqTqDCc/s1600-h/1_860469978l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBdbrNSKUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/RRQBJqTqDCc/s320/1_860469978l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328692569254210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot the tallest. Me again. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeABeDJ2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KsvdgzDS-ls/s1600-h/1_321596368l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeABeDJ2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KsvdgzDS-ls/s320/1_321596368l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287329317020444514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBd_6b2uYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GvniPi4OWDY/s1600-h/1_474862429l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBd_6b2uYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GvniPi4OWDY/s320/1_474862429l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287329315132193154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now, the whitest. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeU6sw-aI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mUlzseXccbE/s1600-h/1_981364590l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeU6sw-aI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mUlzseXccbE/s320/1_981364590l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287329675980372386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me wearing PE uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeUZMsBtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/16SJbOuEZ0Y/s1600-h/1_942468032l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBeUZMsBtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/16SJbOuEZ0Y/s320/1_942468032l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287329666987460306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jhun @ DECADES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBepTqTdGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3agfWPdfXOM/s1600-h/1_775476131l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBepTqTdGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3agfWPdfXOM/s320/1_775476131l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330026278319202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with them. Buss. Math Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBfRsrA48I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7dHkNKcimaA/s1600-h/Fushigi_Yuugi_pictures_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBfRsrA48I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7dHkNKcimaA/s320/Fushigi_Yuugi_pictures_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330720186950594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OHHYEAAAH! Who remembers Fushigi Yuugi? It has been my favorite anime since elementary! I watched it again in youtube. Full series including the 3 Ovas. :] Fun fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, 2008 has been a very great year for me and my friends. I hope that this year, more good things will come my way! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til here. Comment please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-7123708864335415777?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/7123708864335415777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=7123708864335415777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7123708864335415777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7123708864335415777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-2008-hello-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2008! Hello 2009! :]'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SWBX5dOpw1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ls6zIsH4G5g/s72-c/1_936118873l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-5404227296195733696</id><published>2009-01-02T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:12:49.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED.</title><content type='html'>It's been a while. Haha. yea it's been a while but still I can't think of anything to right in here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-5404227296195733696?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/5404227296195733696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=5404227296195733696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5404227296195733696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5404227296195733696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title='BORED.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-4935847373742698173</id><published>2008-09-28T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:10:13.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What each kiss means</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHAT EACH KISS MEANS&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for everyone&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Upperchest: I'm ready.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Forehead: We're cute together.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Cheek: We're friends.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Hand: I adore you.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Neck: I want you, now.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Shoulder: Your perfect.&lt;br&gt;- Kiss on the Lips: I think I like you.&lt;br&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT EACH GESTURE MEANS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Holding Hands: We definitely like each other.&lt;br&gt;- Touching on the Butt: Your fun.&lt;br&gt;- Holding you tight pressed against each other: I want you.&lt;br&gt;- Looking into each other's Eyes: I like you, for who you are.&lt;br&gt;- Playing with Hair: Let's fool around.&lt;br&gt;- Arms around the Waist: I like you too much to let go.&lt;br&gt;- Laughing while Kissing: I am completely comfortable with you.&lt;br&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADVICE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely in Love.&lt;br&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;REQUIREMENTS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Post this again after reading!!! Or you will have a bad year of Relationships.&lt;br&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF YOU (LIKE), (LOVE), OR (MISS) SOMEONE RIGHT NOW:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- and can't get them out of your head.&lt;br&gt;- then Re-post this within One Minute and Whoever you are missing will surprise you.&lt;br&gt;- Repost this as "WHAT EACH KISS MEANS"    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-4935847373742698173?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4935847373742698173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4935847373742698173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4935847373742698173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4935847373742698173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-each-kiss-means.html' title='What each kiss means'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-1145250642808977923</id><published>2008-09-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:59:57.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sana nababasa mo to.</title><content type='html'>Tagalog po tayo ngayon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag- ibig. Magulo. Nakakalito. Nakaka kaba. Magulo. Magulo. Pero masaya. Ngayong first year college, nagmahal ako. Pero walang nangyare. May isang tao na nagpakita sakin na mahal niya ako at tanggap niya kung sino ako. Totoo nga yung kasabihang "there's still someone in this world who will look at you as if you are the most perfect being". Yun ang naramdaman ko sakanya. First, trip ko lang makipag relasyon sakanya. Nung una yun. Nung tumagal, nalimutan ko yung dati kong mahal. Thankful ako sakanya kasi nalimutan ko yung isa at minahal ko na din siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko to malilimutan. 2nd monthsary namin yun. Gabi. Wala akong kasama. Tinext ko siya. " Pag di ka pumunta dito, break na tayo". Ang sama ko noh? Ngayon ko lang na realize ang mga nagawa ko sa taong di ko akalaing mamahalin ko ng ganito. Nag reply siya " wait lang, natataranta ako". Ayun, dumating ang alas nuwebe ng gabi at dumating siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa puntong yun, napatunayan ko na mahal niya talaga ako. Mula nun, ipinangako ko na sa sarili ko na mamahalin, aalagaan, at papahalagahan ko siya. At ganon nga ang ginawa ko. Sobrang saya ko sa piling niya. Kung dati, halos ipagtabuyan ko siya, ngayon ako na ang gumagawa ng paraan para makasama siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ko siya nagustuhan. Pero minahal ko siya. Siya lang nagpakita sakin ng ganong pagmamahal kaya na fall ako. :) MASAYA. MASARAP. Mahal na mahal ko na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami na naming pinag daanan. Dati, lagi ko siya inaaway at sorry naman siya lagi. Dati, nakailang break na kme at ako ang nag uumpisa. Pero ngayon, hndi ko na magawa. kasi? Mahal ko na talaga yung taong un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayong nagkakalabuan kami. Lalo ko pang naramdaman na talagang mahal ko tong taong ito. Mahal na mahal. Higit pa sa buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung may sakit siya. Twice un. Hinatid ko siya sa kanto nila. Ilang sakay? 6! dude, anim na sakay tiniis ko. Bakit? kasi gusto ko siyang makitang makauwi ng maayos at safe. Mahal ko siya e. Di ko inalintana ang pagod. Mas nakaramdam pako ng saya. Ang sarap pala mainlove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasasaktan ako ngayon dahil di kami nagpapansinan. Di kami nagkaka text. Kelangan daw niya ng space at time para sa sarili niya. Sobrang sakit para sakin. Pero ngayon, ngayong napatunayan ko na na talagang mahal na mahal ko siya, mag iintay ako. Kasi alam ko, mag kahihinatnan to. Masaya ako sakanya. Ayokong mabaliwala ang mga napag samahan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine, kung nababasa mo toh, sana naka smile kana. :) Mahal na mahal po kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-1145250642808977923?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/1145250642808977923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=1145250642808977923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1145250642808977923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1145250642808977923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/09/sana-nababasa-mo-to.html' title='Sana nababasa mo to.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-6625429476996994565</id><published>2008-09-20T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:06:33.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish I could live life 5 times over. Then I'd be born in 5 different places. I'd live in 5 different lives with 5 different occupations. But then, for those 5 times, I'd still choose to fall in love with the same person I love now. I love you Mine. &lt;b&gt;FOREVER YOURS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6625429476996994565?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6625429476996994565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6625429476996994565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6625429476996994565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6625429476996994565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-i-could-live-life-5-times-over.html' title=''/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-7582552651752244412</id><published>2008-09-13T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:10:53.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>I've been very busy this past few months so I had no time to blog but now I'm definitely back. I missed blogging. So what's up with you my dear readers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there were a lot of people commenting on my posts but I didn't have time to reply or I was just really o-so-lazy. I made so many friends this semester but we kind of misunderstood each other so I'm in a new group right now and I enjoy going out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the president of the class, I am in charge of everything. My classmates always rely on me. Can't they understand that I actually have a life? At first I thought it would be fun being trusted by your classmates but now I'm getting sick of it. NSTP problems, I'm in charge of computing the number of hours my classmates completed. Some of them may fail, and some will pass the subject. Dude, it's just NSTP and they're going to fail? WTH. LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate someone in the class right now. I don't wanna mention names here because it's gonna be too unfair for her. I don't wanna sound bitter or whatever but I just really hate her. She's the type of person who would act as if you're friends then when you're away, she says a lot of stuff about you. I guess you know what I mean? She's bossy and no wonder why almost everyone hates her, well, ofcourse except her friends.. but I don't really know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'm taken. June 16, 2008. I'm sooo freaking inl-love but we don't seem to get along with each other so well because we always fight about non sense things. I wish we could last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sembreak is fast approaching. I'm excited and at the same time sad because I'm gonna miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, modeling. Darn it, I wanna pursue modeling but I can't just find time to go to my agency. :[ aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. help me help me! lol. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed my blog and as you can see, got a new layyie. Isn't it adorable? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw Bianca Aguila walking along morayta a few days ago. She looked at me but she didn't seem to recognize me. lol :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, so let's talk about my crush and my friend . Ahaha :]] Right, Carla? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SM0LtjRhwMI/AAAAAAAAADY/7rhHFaWS4QI/s1600-h/1_316672961l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245862018147270850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SM0LtjRhwMI/AAAAAAAAADY/7rhHFaWS4QI/s320/1_316672961l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gal on the left is Lorraine Rasmussen. She's half danish- half filipina. Uh, she went to Denmark to study college because she hates the Philippines. Atleast now, she belong. Haha. Anyway, I really like her eventhough we always tease each other. She used to call me Goliath, meanie, or whatever name she feels like using. I call her Freklita because she's freckled and she's proud about that. LOL. I love her sister, Chayene. Wooo. O baka lumaki ulo mo niyan? Haha too bad I wasn't able to see her before she left. aww. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too much of Lorraine.  LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got nothing to do so I decided to put a short message for my one and only here. Korni ba? :]]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mine! Monthsary na natin sa tuesday. Three months na tayo ah. :] Ingat ka lagi ha? Lagi lang ako nandito. Kahit lagi tayo magkaaway, okay lng atleast nagkaka ayos tayo. Pansin ko lang, ang sungit mo ata sakin these past few days. :[[ Sana bumalik ung dati. I love you so much! Mwaaa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6189199362239343453-7582552651752244412?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/7582552651752244412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=7582552651752244412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7582552651752244412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7582552651752244412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SM0LtjRhwMI/AAAAAAAAADY/7rhHFaWS4QI/s72-c/1_316672961l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-229916299870448679</id><published>2008-08-17T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:44:04.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since my last post here. Being a college student is a lot different than being a high school student. Being the mayor of the class, I have so many responsibilities to do. Sometimes I get sick of all of them but I see to it that I also look at the brighter side. Having the opportunity to lead a class if a once in a lifetime experience so I shouldn't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-229916299870448679?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/229916299870448679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=229916299870448679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/229916299870448679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/229916299870448679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/08/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-6808235060109939641</id><published>2008-06-23T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:35:35.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops on my guitar</title><content type='html'>What's going down? It's been a while since I last posted here. I was busy at school so I can't find time to post here. I went home to Laguna yesterday! So uh, I'm posting now. :)) I've spent 2 weeks already in manila away from my family. It was hard at first but I got used to it already. In manila, I had to work for myself unlike in Laguna that we have maids to do stuff that I want to. AAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blockmates voted for me as the president of the class. AWW. I wonder if I could play the responsibility of a president well. Ahahaha. :) I'm not really a good leader but I'll try my best to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, So I had soo many friends in my school. I dunno what to say now since I'm going back to Manila this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-0-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to :  Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6808235060109939641?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6808235060109939641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6808235060109939641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6808235060109939641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6808235060109939641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Teardrops on my guitar'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-6803988893843284536</id><published>2008-06-12T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:05:40.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wee.</title><content type='html'>At first I thought college would be very tiring and less fun but I'm wrong. College is sooo much fun. I'm enjoying my schedule right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got 2 subjects only and I was off at 10:30 am. :) Do you know where I am right now? AAAH. Sangwoo's house somewhere here in Ferndale homes in Commonwealth. Dude, Sangwoo's really nice. He drove us all the way here and gave us food to eat. I was in need of a charger for a Razr v3i and he gave me one! gahddd. Thanks thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. We're going to trinoma after this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yesterday after classes, we went to SM San Lazaro. Was fun was fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. ang saya! makakapag charge na ko! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6803988893843284536?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6803988893843284536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6803988893843284536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6803988893843284536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6803988893843284536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/wee.html' title='wee.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-5904009769297223792</id><published>2008-06-12T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:50:12.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kolehiyo :D</title><content type='html'>Uh. Tuesday, June 10 was the start of classes in my school. Gahd. Can you believe that? I'm a college freshman now. Weee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a friend and we really got a long with each other so well but the next day, we separated ways. LOL. I found new friends and he too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wass absolutely FUN. Yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no classes today soo uh, internet time! :D Sorry for my posts, I can't express what I wanna say right now cause I don't really go to internet shops. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH.&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY SIXTEENTH TO LORRAINE RASMUSSEN! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys wanna check her blog, click this. &lt;a href="http://lorraincium.blogspot.com"&gt;LORRAINE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nabang birthday at send- off gift yan? :)) Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, I don't know what to write noww. :)&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-5904009769297223792?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/5904009769297223792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=5904009769297223792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5904009769297223792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5904009769297223792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/kolehiyo-d.html' title='kolehiyo :D'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-4308716617198157584</id><published>2008-06-11T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:36:50.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:] :[</title><content type='html'>My first day in college was fun :). I was with a new friend all the time yesterday. haha. :) and today I didn't go with him. Instead, I went out with my new friends that I met just now :)) haha sorry for my post todayyy. my time is limited and i can't type so well todayy/ huhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have classes tomorrow so maybe ill just edit this up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-4308716617198157584?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4308716617198157584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4308716617198157584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4308716617198157584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4308716617198157584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=':] :['/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-9085937191099232751</id><published>2008-06-07T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T03:40:04.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqdCO5MMnI/AAAAAAAAABk/oIlCOb9agYA/s1600-h/rise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqdCO5MMnI/AAAAAAAAABk/oIlCOb9agYA/s320/rise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209148580690670194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was watching the movie "Rise the blood hunter" earlier this evening and I realized that Lucy Liu looks like Pokwang. For those who doesn't have any clue who is Pokwang, well, Pokwang is a Filipina comedy actress.  Spot the difference. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqeqaSr8mI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ydzr7_IJ19g/s1600-h/hn-instyle-lucy-liu-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqeqaSr8mI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ydzr7_IJ19g/s200/hn-instyle-lucy-liu-main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209150370456793698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqeqYyeaTI/AAAAAAAAACU/S4LJCU9TOFA/s1600-h/pokwang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqeqYyeaTI/AAAAAAAAACU/S4LJCU9TOFA/s200/pokwang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209150370053253426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See now? Lucy Liu may look more glamorous because she works at hollywood and get payed better. Pokwang is way skinnier than her but they really look alot like each other. Ahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqg_qaOA1I/AAAAAAAAACc/3A_zm7aybQk/s1600-h/90e8d9dde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqg_qaOA1I/AAAAAAAAACc/3A_zm7aybQk/s200/90e8d9dde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209152934583862098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/USERT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/USERT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Rudy or Daboy, as he was fondly called by his friends and fans, finnaly succumbed after a hard-fought battle with periampullary cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medical Observer&lt;/span&gt;, periampullary cancer is "an enlargement of ducts from the liver and pancreas where they enter the small intestines."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I found my mom crying upon seeing the news on TV about Rudy's death. I can see the sadness in the eyes of my aunties and lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PBB TEEN EDITION PLUS BIG NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqjRu_ETyI/AAAAAAAAACk/e1jqPu_Ue9w/s1600-h/ej04w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqjRu_ETyI/AAAAAAAAACk/e1jqPu_Ue9w/s320/ej04w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209155444073058082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ejay Falcon, a Filipino-French probinsyano from Oriental, Mindoro won the hearts of the Filipino people as he was announced as the Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition Plus Big Winner. It was okayy atleast Nicole didn't win. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving to Manila on monday and I don't think I'll be able to update that much because I'll be busy. College Freshman dude! LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments and Rate please? :)&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT EDIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE LAGUNA! :[[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to manila tomorrow. I dunno If I can survive there. Life without maids is really harddddddd. YAY! ;[[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-9085937191099232751?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/9085937191099232751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=9085937191099232751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/9085937191099232751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/9085937191099232751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/hehehe.html' title='Hehehe.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp0.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEqdCO5MMnI/AAAAAAAAABk/oIlCOb9agYA/s72-c/rise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-6061545023018224328</id><published>2008-06-05T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T07:16:11.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOOOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's gotta be more to life then chasing out every temporary high to satisfy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally make a post here after 4 days or so.  LOL. Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Days without the internet were so boring. I dunno what to type haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEiYCjxtEwI/AAAAAAAAABc/tk4sXCLQhs0/s1600-h/pbbtebig4060408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEiYCjxtEwI/AAAAAAAAABc/tk4sXCLQhs0/s400/pbbtebig4060408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208580138784854786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa! The Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition Big Four. I don't know what to post here so yeah. lmfao. Did you realize that almost all the teen housemates are mestizos and mestizas? I just don't get it why Filipino people are so addicted to people with "foreign looks". Take Beauty, Nicole, and Ejay as examples. They're all mixed brats. Beauty is Filipina-Spanish, Nicole is Filipina- Chinese, and Ejay is Filipino-French. AAAAH. Bakit ganooon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robi is the only person in the Big Four who's definitely a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pure&lt;/span&gt; pinoy and I want him to win. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your bet? Cast your votes na! :)) hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my previous post about the "gay pageant" and "hannah" was a big hit. That was funny. I think I should post photos of people I hate here from now on. :)) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag from :&lt;a href="http://x--theonlychange.blogspot.com/"&gt; Rukeia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tag 7 people before answering this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not peek at the questions below or even try to remember it while reading.&lt;br /&gt;3. Replace the 20 random friends of the one who tagged you with your own 20 random friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't create a particular order, it will make the game boring.&lt;br /&gt;5. Answer the questions below after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 random names:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ken&lt;br /&gt;2. Ansherina&lt;br /&gt;3. Adam&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr. Jojo&lt;br /&gt;5. Bern&lt;br /&gt;6. Antonette&lt;br /&gt;7. Leandra&lt;br /&gt;8. Kathrine&lt;br /&gt;9. Grace&lt;br /&gt;10. Lorraine&lt;br /&gt;11. Wendel&lt;br /&gt;12. Larzen&lt;br /&gt;13. Ralph&lt;br /&gt;14. Memo&lt;br /&gt;15. Christian&lt;br /&gt;16. Benjo&lt;br /&gt;17. Ige&lt;br /&gt;18. Xavier&lt;br /&gt;19. Intet&lt;br /&gt;20. Ken Keith&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What if #7 told you he/she likes you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she would. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What if #15 and #17 dated?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same sex, eh? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What if di mo nakilala si #19?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, she's my sister. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What if nagsuntukan/nagsampalan kayo ni #16?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong laban. sobrang laki niyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What if #1 is a lost sibling?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.  okay lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. What do you like about #4?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very kind and hands on. :) He's the owner of victorio modeling agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What do you hate about #10?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate that I love her. :)) hahaha kidding! uyy smile siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What is the most memorable moment you had with #12?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What things do you have in common with #5?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclined sa modeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. What is the worst thing #20 did to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan di niya ko binibigyan ng paper sa school. Yun lng, di nga siya nagsasalita eh! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Would you love #2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her naman e. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Would you die for #6?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Would you kill # 15 for a million dollars?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Would you marry #14?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Would you trade places with #3?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm contented with what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. What present would you give to #18 on Christmas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. What do you envy about #8?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman siguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What would you do if #17 became a homosexual?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi kami nalang! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. What would you do if #13 and #11 fought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manonood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Describe #11.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, kengkoy,gwapo,chinito,classmate. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. If there would be a #21, who would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya Villania. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. What is #10's catch phrase?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dunno really. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you think you and #3 could date?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Did you ever dream of #18?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging: I forgot who they are. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6061545023018224328?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6061545023018224328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6061545023018224328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6061545023018224328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6061545023018224328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/06/toooot_05.html' title='TOOOOT.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEiYCjxtEwI/AAAAAAAAABc/tk4sXCLQhs0/s72-c/pbbtebig4060408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-3254103138617308910</id><published>2008-05-30T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T02:04:59.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the night after the Mutya, I went to the same place to see the Ms. Gay Beauty Pageant. It was really funny. Of course, there were some gays who looked beautiful and some don't. The funny thing was, they used names of local female celebrities like: Judy Ann Santos, Angelika Dela Cruz, Ella V., Patricia Javier.. blah blah. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Judy Ann and Ella V. wannabe's look really bad. :)) Ahahaha! People started laughing the moment they see those two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ang lalaki pa ng tiyan.. waaaaaaa! :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OMG. Should I post about what I saw that night? I'm not a good storyteller so just bear with me. Okay, so I was standing there and I saw this gay man talking to a guy. The guy was about 5'10 and I think he's 16 to 18 years old. So they were chit chatting and stuff and after like 15 minutes talking, I saw this gay man walking outside the place with the guy. LOL. I think you know just what they're gonna do, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why do some teens do that for a small amount of money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comment me ! Ahaaha. Let's quit that topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So after the "pageant", I went home at exactly 1 am. I logged in to Y!M and slept at around 2 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's all for now. I'll edit this later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who know's HANNAH GORTON here? :)) LOL, I just remembered her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEDLK61FiFI/AAAAAAAAABU/nD9BYmlMfuQ/s1600-h/b13653325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEDLK61FiFI/AAAAAAAAABU/nD9BYmlMfuQ/s320/b13653325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206384557691340882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah Gorton is from Subic. She's Fil-Am. :)) I hate her because she's mayabang and a copy cat. She copies everything that lauren writes in her blog before. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be featured, be a devil. :))&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/6189199362239343453-3254103138617308910?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/3254103138617308910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=3254103138617308910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3254103138617308910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3254103138617308910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer.html' title='SUMMER'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SEDLK61FiFI/AAAAAAAAABU/nD9BYmlMfuQ/s72-c/b13653325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-4193148530842265648</id><published>2008-05-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:01:59.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SD48rq1FiEI/AAAAAAAAABM/E3C3N9llLgw/s1600-h/Fallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SD48rq1FiEI/AAAAAAAAABM/E3C3N9llLgw/s320/Fallen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205664940215863362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FALLEN! yay. I can't wait to see this! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at around 2 am and woke up at 8 am. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puyatan 'to!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the Mutya ng Sto. Domingo in our Kanto. lol. So it was boring. The candidates were too short to be beauty titlists. They even look like they we're just playing. If you were there you'll say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ang cheap naman"&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno why the hell I went there. I swear! Ahahaha they really look bad. Ooops I'm starting to sound conceited again but I'm just being frank. Okay, so the special awards were given first and there was this lady who doesn't have any awards yet and when they announced the winner, everyone was shocked that this lady won. LMFAO. I just found out that it's a money contest so whoever has the most money collected will get the title. So what's the use of the Question and answer portion when in the very beginning everyone knows who will win? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ito pa, celebrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; na naman ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; :)) Why do people have to stare? It's rude to stare right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kasalanan ko ba kung matangkad akooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ooops. The creator of this layout found out that I used his layout and took the credits off. AWWW. Someone told him and I know who she is. lol. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Oh well, I've put it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &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/6189199362239343453-4193148530842265648?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4193148530842265648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4193148530842265648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4193148530842265648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4193148530842265648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/mutya.html' title='Mutya'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp3.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SD48rq1FiEI/AAAAAAAAABM/E3C3N9llLgw/s72-c/Fallen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-6376363169018852030</id><published>2008-05-28T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:40:03.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>agency.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I still can remember the day I went to a modeling agency to get interviewed and have my VTR. I was so nervous and stuff. My schedule didn't permit so I had to bid my goodbye's to Mr. Jojo. SAADDD :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna pursue my modeling!! GAAH. :(( Pero ang layo kasi samin. Sana pag nasa manila na ko magkaron ng time. :( haiiz. wala ako maisip eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So I texted Mr. Jojo today and he didn't reply. Maybe because I didn't come back the day he told me to come back. :( AWW. He even texted my mom "Bakit hindi na kayo nagbalik", we answered and he replied "Ok, just text me when you're ready".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW. I want this so baddd!! At 16, I think I can only do print ads and tv commercials and when I reach 18 I'll do ramp since I'm already 6'2. I just need to work on my body. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6189199362239343453-6376363169018852030?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6376363169018852030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6376363169018852030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6376363169018852030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6376363169018852030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/agency.html' title='agency.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-3353982454043709328</id><published>2008-05-26T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:19:02.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;. My affiliates are really growing. Imagine, I just started linking people for like less than 48 hours and Tadaaa! 3 lines ! :) Happy happy. :) I get to talk to people around the globe. Boo! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night. &lt;/span&gt;I was busy browsing and stuff when the electricity suddenly went down. I can't even utter a word because I was working on something and I haven't saved it. It was fun, yeah fun! Ahaha. So I slept at around 1 am and found myself sweating like hell. It was so hot but I got used to it.  It was 5 am when the electricity went back. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDtlHK1Fh_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CxntQmG16p4/s200/kc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204864968197244914" border="0" /&gt;Awww. Kc was eliminated again from the show "The Debutante". It was a really sad exit because I want the twins to win but it's okay, Baby is still on the show. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to quote what Kc told me "okay lang na-out ako. it's just a show - it doesn't really measure my whole being plus my sister is still there." That's right, it's just a show and I'm very sure lots of opportunities will come her way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt; So I woke up early today though I can't remember what exact time was it. I still haven't eaten my breakfast so buhbye! Imma eat first. :) I'll edit this post when something interesting happens to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yihee! I got my PC repaired. Boring so I decided to put these photos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwUf61FiAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDWTKTor3N4/s1600-h/1_515586460l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwUf61FiAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDWTKTor3N4/s200/1_515586460l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205057807933868034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwUgq1FiBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TQVJXh_9Jes/s1600-h/1_397230265l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwUgq1FiBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TQVJXh_9Jes/s200/1_397230265l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205057820818769938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                               Okay, so the first pic is KC and the second is Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Now, can you tell me who is Kc and who is bebs here? :))  Comment me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwXqq1FiDI/AAAAAAAAABE/PQAtI0vxD6Y/s1600-h/1_192695575l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDwXqq1FiDI/AAAAAAAAABE/PQAtI0vxD6Y/s320/1_192695575l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205061291152345138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-3353982454043709328?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/3353982454043709328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=3353982454043709328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3353982454043709328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/3353982454043709328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot-night.html' title='hot night.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp2.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDtlHK1Fh_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CxntQmG16p4/s72-c/kc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-4482673885708619854</id><published>2008-05-25T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:33:06.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRR.</title><content type='html'>What's up with Yahoo messenger? I've been trying to connect for like 6 hours already and I just can't. Why is this happening? I tried to reinstall YM 3 times but nothing seems to work. I guess I'm getting my PC repaired again. wadapak? :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My affiliates list is growinggggg! I can't believe it. I just started linking people yesterday and tadaaaa! I have 3 lined linkies now( OOOPS I exaggerated) 2 lang! :)) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh well I still can't get over my YM. Ahaha. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-4482673885708619854?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4482673885708619854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4482673885708619854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4482673885708619854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4482673885708619854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/arrrr.html' title='ARRRR.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-6990488157316075272</id><published>2008-05-23T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:26:49.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook., baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDeHY61Fh-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/qsjp4TTLSzQ/s1600-h/David_Cook_CD_Cover_by_AnaB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDeHY61Fh-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/qsjp4TTLSzQ/s320/David_Cook_CD_Cover_by_AnaB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203776756628424674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;DAVID COOK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you got it right baby! The newest american idol! wuuhooo! :P I was really surprised to know that Cook outshone Archuleta with a difference of 12 million votes. I thought Archu was more popular and stuff. I must admit, I like Cook's voice better but I thought Archu would win cos he has more supporters but look, Cook still grabbed the title. The younger David didn't go home crying naman cos they both were given Ford escapes. Oh btw, sorry for my late post about this thing. ( tinatamad ako eh!) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I dunno what the fcuk happened to me, I cleaned my room. Aahaha. So I cleaned my computer na rin but when I turned my my Pc on, the broadband connection won't work so I turned it off again then the Pc won't open naman so I brought this CPU to PC city and let the guys do their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me that I need to get a new Lan Card because (&lt;= isdatrayt?)  the pc can't detect the internet connection. Here's the funny thing here, we were about to get a new Lan card when my pc started detecting the internet connection. hahaha. I was happy and stuff so I used my pc til 3 am here. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. yesterday we went to FEU to get my I.D and get some medical exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey visitors, Link-exhange? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6990488157316075272?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6990488157316075272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6990488157316075272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6990488157316075272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6990488157316075272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/cook-baby.html' title='Cook., baby!'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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://bp1.blogger.com/_p0QkY-K9frQ/SDeHY61Fh-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/qsjp4TTLSzQ/s72-c/David_Cook_CD_Cover_by_AnaB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-5659398773167928796</id><published>2008-05-19T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:22:35.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>umuulan</title><content type='html'>Malapit na naman matapos ang summer vacation at isang patunay diyan ay ang pag ulan na nangangahulugang nalalapit na ang buwan ng Hunyo. Pasukan na naman! Mararanasan na naman ng iba diyan ang napaka-agang "wake-up call" ni nanay. Ang mabangong ulam na alas singko palang ay naihanda na. Pero, para lang sa iba yan kasi ngayong pasukan sa manila na ako mag study. Medyo maninibago ako pero sana makaya ko naman ang life na malayo sa aking nanay. Ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ba naisip niyo o nahiling na sana ibang tao nalang kayo? Ako, oo. Lagi kong naiisip yun kapag nakakakita ako ng ibang tao na halos perpekto na. Yun bang tipo na naiisip mo na sana ako nalang ikaw. Palit nalang tayo! Pero nadating din naman sa punto na maiisip mo din na okay lng kasi may mga bagay na meron ka na wala siya. May mga bagay na wala ka na sagana siya. Pantay-pantay pa rin naman kaya wala tayo dapat ika-hiya sa mga taong mukang perpekto dahil parehas lang tayong lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong magawa ngayon kaya ito, type lng ng type ng kahit anong lumabas sa isip ko. Alam ko naman na hindi ako magaling na blogger pero way na din to para maexpress ko ang nararamdaman ko. Okay lang kahit walang nagbabasa or walang nag babalak na bumasa, basta ako masaya na may naisusulat ako dito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, bukas pala hindi na coding kaya makakapunta na kami sa manila para mag enroll for college. Kainis talaga, UST na sana eh naging FEU pa pero okey na din yun sakin. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangangati ako sobra, bakit gnon? Ahaha mag tanong ba naman? Weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add niyo ko sa YM niyo, chat tyo. GEEKMELOVE . yan yun pakilala kayo ha mabait naman ako. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayon, nabasa ko yung blog post ni megs about sa anime at na-miss ko tuloy yung Fushigi Yuugi (curious play) na pinalabas dati sa channel 7. Sa natatandaan ko, grade 3 ako nun at talagang naadik ako sa palabas na yon. Pero after matapos ng palabas, hindi na ito inulit. hayz bakit gnon? yung dragon ball, slamdunk, ghost fighter, flame of recca, naulit na ng ilang beses. Nakakasawa na! Ehehe. Narinig ko na pinapalabas dw yun sa hero. kaso wala kami cable dito sa lugar namin ngayon eh. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako nakabalik sa modeling agency. Naku, siguro pagpapatuloy ko nalang modeling ko pag nasa manila na ako para hindi ako mahihirapan sa pag luwas luwas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-5659398773167928796?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/5659398773167928796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=5659398773167928796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5659398773167928796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/5659398773167928796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/umuulan.html' title='umuulan'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-2600476409325391585</id><published>2008-05-18T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:21:54.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring.</title><content type='html'>I woke up at around 7 to 8 am today. Dude, it's summer and I should be waking up real late. I slept last night at 1 am. I'm really hooked up to internet again. ADIK ulit! :) I dunno but I just love being in front my monitor browsing that, looking at that, and searching for that. Internet is kind of my escape to the real world. I get to meet a lot of people from all over the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go to FEU tomorrow monday to enroll but we just realized that it's coding so we won't be able to use the car that's why we moved our schedule to tuesday. I don't want to ride bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my braces off now! I don't want to start college with these freaking metals in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-2600476409325391585?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/2600476409325391585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=2600476409325391585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/2600476409325391585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/2600476409325391585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/boring.html' title='boring.'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-1964635585235851617</id><published>2008-05-18T06:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:20:57.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barrio fiesta</title><content type='html'>I slept at around 1 am and woke up at 7:30 am. Imagine how big my eyebags are now. It's our Barrio's Fiesta today and people are really very busy cooking foods and preparing their home sweet homes for visitors. My classmates are going here but they're gonna head to ate lelet's house. So I might go there nalang.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Tonight there will a pageant here and guess what, it's Little Ms. Gay '08! LMFAO. I wonder how the fathers of the contestants will react after they see their sons costumed gay. I wanna watch it but I don't know If I could. I don't really go outside late at night.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my college life would be. I'll be living in Manila where I don't know anyone just my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my dentist for like 2 months already. I find it boring to go there every month to just get my braces adjusted but I should go there If I don't want to have a  4 year old braces like Lorraine had. :))&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Boring. my ym id: geekmelove Add me if you want to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-1964635585235851617?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/1964635585235851617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=1964635585235851617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1964635585235851617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1964635585235851617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/barrio-fiesta.html' title='barrio fiesta'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-7865576175018957667</id><published>2008-05-16T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:21:32.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was really tiring. My high school friends came over without informing me. Our house helper wasn't here so I ended up like a katulong serving foods to my guests. LOL. After eating, we went to Ate Lelet's place to eat again(that's where majority of the photos in my new album were taken). So after eating, we headed to Jennewin's house in Calauan, Laguna because they're also celebrating their fiesta. We ate, ate, and ate. It was fun. Ohh, I forgot, before we got to ewin's house we walked like a kilometer while it was raining. I was really tired. . So now, my leg hurts but I was really happy to see my friends again cos I dunno when I'll be able to see them again. I miss them so much!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I found my long time kept book, "The Da Vinci Code" and I want to read it again. I haven't finished reading "The Bankcroft Strategy", well I dunno If I'm gonna continue reading it cos I don't really like the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So random, Hmm. what else? Did I forget to mention anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yea, I stuffed my face today! Since we have so many left over ulams, I ate like every hour. Oh no, siraaa ang diet koooo! Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello you, who makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you're here&lt;br /&gt;You're existence makes my life worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;To me you're very dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cheer me up whenever I'm down&lt;br /&gt;You're always there for me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in need, then you're in town&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness sets me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't always agree on things&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we even fight&lt;br /&gt;Anytime can I return under your wings&lt;br /&gt;We always set things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will fly and you might go&lt;br /&gt;To where is still not clear&lt;br /&gt;But when you leave I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;My heart will keep you near.&lt;br /&gt;2 comments share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-7865576175018957667?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/7865576175018957667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=7865576175018957667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7865576175018957667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/7865576175018957667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-was-really-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-4112059018531988309</id><published>2008-05-14T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:21:09.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barrio fiesta</title><content type='html'>I slept at around 1 am and woke up at 7:30 am. Imagine how big my eyebags are now. It's our Barrio's Fiesta today and people are really very busy cooking foods and preparing their home sweet homes for visitors. My classmates are going here but they're gonna head to ate lelet's house. So I might go there nalang.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Tonight there will a pageant here and guess what, it's Little Ms. Gay '08! LMFAO. I wonder how the fathers of the contestants will react after they see their sons costumed gay. I wanna watch it but I don't know If I could. I don't really go outside late at night.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my college life would be. I'll be living in Manila where I don't know anyone just my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my dentist for like 2 months already. I find it boring to go there every month to just get my braces adjusted but I should go there If I don't want to have a  4 year old braces like Lorraine had. :))&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Boring. my ym id: geekmelove Add me if you want to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-4112059018531988309?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4112059018531988309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4112059018531988309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4112059018531988309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4112059018531988309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/barrio-fiesta_14.html' title='barrio fiesta'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-6627301691550388667</id><published>2008-05-12T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:20:33.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it you?</title><content type='html'>I'm looking for a lover not a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who can be there when I need someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for someone who won't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody not afraid to say the way they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can keep me real and who knows always&lt;br /&gt;Baby I like to have you in my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,&lt;br /&gt;Wants to share, shows she cares&lt;br /&gt;Thinking on the one that I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for someone to share my pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can run to, who would stay with me when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can cry with trough the night&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can trust who's hardest right&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can keep me real and who knows always&lt;br /&gt;Baby I like to have you in my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,&lt;br /&gt;Want to share, shows she cares&lt;br /&gt;Thinking on the one that I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be this one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for grant&lt;br /&gt;How much I care&lt;br /&gt;And appreciates that I'm there&lt;br /&gt;Someone who listens&lt;br /&gt;And someone I can call who isn't afraid of thought to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at exactly 8 am today, too early for someone who slept so late. I don't sleep inside my bedroom anymore. Instead, I sleep in our living room. It's more relaxing there cause I'm not surrounded by the 4 sides of my room. Our relatives in Mindoro invited us to spend like 2 weeks there but there are so many things we need to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers are so addicted to Crash Bandicoot playstation game. I remember playing that game when I had my first PS when I was like 5 years young. It's good to reminisc some memories of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to write anymore. Nothing exciting has been happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-6627301691550388667?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/6627301691550388667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=6627301691550388667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6627301691550388667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/6627301691550388667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-you.html' title='is it you?'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-985440454321433070</id><published>2008-05-11T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:19:22.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>modurr's day</title><content type='html'>Happy mother's day to all your moms! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day is the day honoring our mothers. It complements father's day, a day honoring our fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first such Mother's Day was celebrated in Grafton, West Virginia, on 10 May 1908, in the church named the Andrews Methodist Episcopal Church. The church then became the International Mother's Day Shrine(a historical landmark). From there, the custom spread to 45 states. The holiday was declared officially by some states beginning in 1912. In 1914 President Woodrow Wilson declared the first national Mother's Day, as a day for American citizens to show the flag in honor of those mothers whose sons had died in war. After 9 years, mother's day became the most successful US occasion. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be a nice son today! LOL. I'll try not to talk back. Can I do that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-985440454321433070?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/985440454321433070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=985440454321433070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/985440454321433070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/985440454321433070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/modurrs-day.html' title='modurr&apos;s day'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-4099413250798115303</id><published>2008-05-10T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:18:33.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>survey galing kay Bryan EBS. :))&lt;br /&gt;it's not 100 nga! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.wats ur profile song and why?&lt;br /&gt;`. inconsolable  --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. DO YOU HAVE A JOB?&lt;br /&gt;`. student, part time frustrated model. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. LAST NAME?&lt;br /&gt;`. de jesus &lt;&lt; pang mabait daw yan. tingen nio skin, masama? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?&lt;br /&gt;`. yessh :)) madami sila sobra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. HAVE YOU LIED IN THE LAST 24 HRS?&lt;br /&gt;`. ALWAYS, and proud. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. DO YOU PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?&lt;br /&gt;`. my own body instrument, i guess. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU WENT&lt;br /&gt;`. CR? dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. WHAT ARE YOU EATING?&lt;br /&gt;`. my intestines. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. WHO/WHAT MAKES YOU MAD?&lt;br /&gt;`. who----&gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;   what----&gt; chismoso't chismosa, uni workloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE WHEN YOU&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;`. supermodel! :)) , businessman, one of the riches people in the world. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?&lt;br /&gt;`. dean russel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR HAIR?&lt;br /&gt;`. brown naturally. colored it black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. DO YOU HAVE A FRIEND OF THE&lt;br /&gt;OPPOSITE SEX YOU CAN TALK TO?&lt;br /&gt;`. yessh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;`. yeshh. 5 are sure, the others, i dunno :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. WHERE ARE YOU NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. bedroom ko. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT FUN THING DID YOU DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;WEEKEND?&lt;br /&gt;`. nothing really. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. DID YOU DO ANYTHING TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;`. eat, sit, chat, talk, sing :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. ARE YOU HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;`. i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. WHO IS SITTING TO YOUR LEFT, RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. si doria at chichi ( imaginary friends ) lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. WHERE IS YOUR DAD RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. states. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. DO YOU HAVE ANY KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;`. too young! 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON TO CALL&lt;br /&gt;YOU?&lt;br /&gt;`. tita .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. CLOSEST BLACK OBJECT&lt;br /&gt;`. mouse, keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES?&lt;br /&gt;`. nah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. DO YOU HAVE BRACES?&lt;br /&gt;`. YES and im sick of it! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?&lt;br /&gt;`. haha yessh! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. YOU OWN ANY PETS?&lt;br /&gt;`. 1 dog, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. LAST TIME YOU LISTENED TO COUNTRY&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC?&lt;br /&gt;`. ewan koo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT CAN YOU HEAR NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. sound ng electric fan. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;`. shirt, shorts, briefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. LAST PERSON TO COMMENT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;`.  jessie balmas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU SING?&lt;br /&gt;`. a lot! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. SCREAMO OR COUNTRY?&lt;br /&gt;`. country na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. ROCK OR RAP?&lt;br /&gt;`. rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. WHO DID YOU LAST CALL?&lt;br /&gt;`. ewan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. WHO LAST TEXTED YOU?&lt;br /&gt;`. ewan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. WHAT JEWELERY DO YOU WEAR DAILY?&lt;br /&gt;`. wala eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. WOULD YOU DIE FOR SOMEONE?&lt;br /&gt;`. no. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. LATEST THING YOU'VE RECENTLY&lt;br /&gt;LEARNED?&lt;br /&gt;`. you can never please anyone &lt;&lt; sbe ni brian :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. ARE YOU COLD NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. hawt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. WHAT DO YOU SMELL?&lt;br /&gt;`. ulam! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. IS ANYTHING BOTHERING YOU RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;NOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. my sister wants me off na. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW?&lt;br /&gt;`. wala! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT DID YOU EAT FOR BREAKFAST?&lt;br /&gt;`. bread. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. LUNCH?&lt;br /&gt;`. rice, menudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Dinner?&lt;br /&gt;`. wla eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. CAN YOU SWIM?&lt;br /&gt;`.  yessh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FAVORITE SMELL?&lt;br /&gt;`. pizza. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. UNITED STATES OR CANADA?&lt;br /&gt;`. US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. JEANS OR SWEATPANTS?&lt;br /&gt;`. Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING?&lt;br /&gt;` eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. ARE YOU GONNA DO IT?&lt;br /&gt;`. maya maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU HAVE SOCKS ON?&lt;br /&gt;`. narr,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. DO YOU OWN BIG SUNGLASSES?&lt;br /&gt;`. nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAVE YOU EVER CRIED SO HARD YOU&lt;br /&gt;MADE YOURSELF SICK?&lt;br /&gt;`. hnde naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?&lt;br /&gt;`. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVORITE TV SHOW?&lt;br /&gt;`. heroes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT KINDA MUSIC DO YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;`. rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. BEEN TO SPAIN?&lt;br /&gt;`. no. pero i have spanish roots. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. CAN YOU LICK YOUR TOE?&lt;br /&gt;`. i can but i won't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FAVORITE TIME OF THE DAY?&lt;br /&gt;`. ewan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?&lt;br /&gt;`. summer? :)) kaso init.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO?&lt;br /&gt;`. be a new victorio modeling agency talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. EVER GOTTEN LOST IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;`. yata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHO IS YOUR LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;`. myself. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-4099413250798115303?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/4099413250798115303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=4099413250798115303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4099413250798115303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/4099413250798115303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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-6189199362239343453.post-745765590178318675</id><published>2008-05-06T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:10:50.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.imissmyblanket.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB-90woKCtIAADSNZMs1/Heroes___Season_2___wallpaper_by_cyber1011.jpg?et=DoY9JUW1OQLI27aBIPo3CQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just finished watching the last episode of Heroes 2, Episode 11 Powerless. Kinda disappointed because It should have lasted longer with 23 episodes just like the first season but they cut it off to 11. Whatever, I'll just wait for the next season. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How I wish people on Earth has powers too just like the people in Heroes. Claire Bennet's power is really cool. She could grow her own intestines, talking literally. She could heal from any wound in a matter of seconds. Ahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; If everone on Earth has this ability, no one will die, population will grow bigger and bigger. Hence, a crowded earth and people will be forced to go to other planets. LOL. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.imissmyblanket.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCAAXgoKCtIAAHr@gIA1/Moonlight___Coloured_by_WesLondon.jpg?et=8HNoJSmDyRsLgzV79Hgw6w&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: Verdana;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ohh Moonlight&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/bat.png"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.The show is a paranormal romance series that follows a private investigator, Mick St. John&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;, whose bride, Coraline, turned him into a vampire on the couple's wedding night 55 years prior; he struggles in the present day with his love for a mortal woman, Beth Turner , and his dealings with other vampires in the city. I so love this show even though I wasn't able to watch the very first episode. He's a vampire but he uses his ability for other's good and that makes the show even more interesting. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-745765590178318675?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/745765590178318675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=745765590178318675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/745765590178318675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/745765590178318675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/addicted.html' title='addicted. :)'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189199362239343453.post-1347298792954867985</id><published>2008-05-02T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:24:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm back to blogspot again. I tried to open my old account here but I can't remember my password. Ahahaha. Personally, I think blogspot is really cool 'cos I have a lot of layouts to choose from. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really bad that Brooke White got eliminated in American Idol. Jason Castro deserves to go and I don't know why the fcuk he's still in. He doesn't even look that good, I don't get it why people say he's so cute. MAYGASH. Ohh, Kristy Lee-Cook, that b**ch deserved to go. She's a big liar, she told everyone that she sold her horse just to get to the auditions, I was really embarrassed when I found out that it's just a big story. In fact, she even had an album wayback 2005 and signed a contract with Britney Spear's production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with A.I. Okay, I'm still looking for cool layouts. :D&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189199362239343453-1347298792954867985?l=wastebags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/feeds/1347298792954867985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189199362239343453&amp;postID=1347298792954867985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1347298792954867985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189199362239343453/posts/default/1347298792954867985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wastebags.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-start.html' title='new start'/><author><name>deanrussel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05478022488317029274</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
