<?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-20857564</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:04:18.594+12:00</updated><title type='text'>wicked_sweet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114864924462425299</id><published>2006-05-27T01:01:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:14:04.636+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MOVED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a title="mah blog! :)" href="http://crizziism.suplada.net" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="mah blog! :)" href="http://crizziism.suplada.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114864924462425299?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114864924462425299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114864924462425299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114864924462425299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114864924462425299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-moved-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114838128923844782</id><published>2006-05-23T22:44:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:52:43.936+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[TITLE: The Camp that changed my life (friends I met..And the fun things we do)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im writing an entry about my experience there at the TMI camp.. By the way, TMI means Teen Missions International camp by the way.. Its a camp that had affliations through other countries such as Cambodia, Canada, some other parts of Asia and more.. Just visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="TMI" href="http://teenmissions.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;site for more info..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, my entry for now is about the people I met in the camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I arrived there what I thought about the place was “My gawd. I cant stay at this place for long, this place is primitive!!!.. Life on the farm sucks!”.. Yes, Im such a very maarte kind of person, that’s just me! But then, I was thinking, “Well, no one forced me to go here, I choose this so ill just take my chances for this summer..” and so it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came upstairs in the rally building to register and to know which groups were assigned at.. At first I was so worried that I will have trouble fitting in with the people in there since its my first time and I saw several people there that are second-timers.. Good thing I belong in a team were I had a church mate with me, especially that shes my closest friend at the church.. Her name is Emily, I call her Emz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After then, we headed to our meet our group mates.. A lot of them were kids, we were 16 in a team and there were like 8 kids.. But they werent particularly kids since 13 years and above are able to join in the camp.. We also had 4 leaders, their names are Ate Hadz, the adviser, Ate Jane, the baby leader, Kuya Mel, the K.J. &amp; Kuya Nick, the pervert. I like the four of them despite the fact that all of them were actually so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the names of my team mates are.. Aisa, Edna, Nery, Diane, Rochel, Emz, Barb, Kuya Ryan,Kuya Mark, Jonathan, John, Wiljun, Patti, Kuya Florence, Alex, &amp;amp; me. That makes it 16. All of us came from different places, such as, Dumagete, Cebu, Butuan, Davao, Cagayan de Oro and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing one another, our leader then told us to make tents for us to sleep on.. I enjoyed making them especially cause its my 1st time in doing it.. We use shovel to dig up and in doing it many of my teammates laugh at me cause I dont even know how to hold the shovel. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making tents we then headed back to the rally building to have our very first rally for the night, it actually happens every night.. First we have our announcement for the “Piggy Team”, which is awarded to the team which has the most dirty tent site or eating site.. Our team was awarded twice.. lol. After awarding the piggy team, the announcement of the OC or Obstacle courses followed, hosted by Kuya Randy.. He announced which team got DQ or Disqualified and which team will go 1st on the next days OC.. After those announcements we then had our Cheering, which is my favorite, since I participated a lot on this part.. I gave some chants from our schools cheer dances.. Though the cheering part wasn’t a contest, all the teams really gave their best in doing it and all of them are quite good actually. After all those fun things the Praise &amp;amp; Worship then followed.. I had fun Jumping and Singing those times.. After that, a certain pastor is assigned to be a speaker of the night and we all listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lights off in there is 9:30pm.. When we still have time all we have to do is to star-gazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent have much time left, Ill just edit this enrty soon.. I love you guyz!! Take care and God Bless.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, Crizzy &lt;marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114838128923844782?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114838128923844782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114838128923844782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114838128923844782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114838128923844782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/05/title-camp-that-changed-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114836677066329888</id><published>2006-05-23T18:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:46:10.733+12:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[TITLE: Random Thoughts]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hayy!! I just finished fixing my friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;profile and here it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/1600/7ilo7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/320/7ilo7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, its pretty much fine to have a new profile thats simple.. Unlike before.. Grabe ang style nung gamit ko before eh.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways, I just came home last Sunday evening galing sa Butuan City, fiesta kasi dun kaya yun, nag visit na rin kami sa cousins and relatives ko dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Huhu.. Im so sad right now coz i only have 20pesos load in my PC kaya, while typing this I just turned off the internet connection.. Yan talaga and problema ng mga dial-up ang gamit.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oo nga pala, last saturday sa Butuan nag strolling kami sa city with one of my TMI friends, si Collen.. la lng, we just took picture, chikka2x, tapus nag snack kami sa Mcdo.. With my cousin pala na si Jillian.. Nag enjoy rin naman, though were only 3.. Marami sana kimi kaso lang pumunta daw sa beach ung iba, at ung iba naman, si Barb at Felsar hindi pinayagan ng parents nila kaya un kami lang dalawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pagka Sunday morning dun kami sa Free Methodist Butuan nag simba, dun sa church nila Barb, ung bestie ko sa camp.. Ok lang din ung church nila, then on the afternoon nag traavel na kami pabalik sa CDO.. Nakita ko ung sunset while travelling, grabe and ganda talaga.. God is really great to create all this for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thats my entry for now.. Anyways may ginawa pala ako na bg na gnagamit ko na rin ngaun sa PC ko.. here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/320/wow%21%20desktop.jpgq4t524.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ang mga words jan puro mga lyrics ng Hale.. Ang ganda kasi ng lyrics nila noh? Its really poetic.. Well, thats all for now.. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114836677066329888?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114836677066329888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114836677066329888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114836677066329888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114836677066329888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114812256657479036</id><published>2006-05-20T22:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:56:06.586+12:00</updated><title type='text'>toll gate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe Im stranded Im stuck in this place alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This day maybe through Im here without you and I dont have a clue&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114812256657479036?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114812256657479036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114812256657479036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114812256657479036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114812256657479036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/05/toll-gate.html' title='toll gate'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114785841590082848</id><published>2006-05-17T21:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:50:29.860+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Camp that changed my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[TITLE: The camp that changed my life! (Obstacle Courses)]&lt;br /&gt;Hey guyz!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM BACK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This camp that had passed was one of the most tiring, mind-baffling, and thought-provoking camp ive ever been to. the 40 days are over and Im back on the online world now. Thanks to those who always manage to visit my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Im here to share my experience.. Well I couldnt possibly jot down all of my memories in here for just now coz Ive had so many of them.. Lets just take my feelings on the first ten days of our camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ten days which we call the Bootcamp was a very tiring experience Ive ever been. Everyday we take a run and have OC or Obstacle Courses.. The OC includes 1st arranging the books of the bible, next is crawling our way through a bunch of wheels.. And followed by going up a mountain, we called the mountain the Mt. Sinai, after going up we then jump on another set of wheels.. Then run our way through the Red sea, where we need to run slowly in case we might fall down, and if you will there will be like a thousand of leeches waiting for you in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we then climb in the Jacobs Ladder carefully that we might fall. Then we ran through the wilderness which is so scray if you are alone, and the road there was going up and down, after finishing about 1 km. in there we then shouted "Praise God!" After that we then jump in a rope calld the Slow.. That was the part that I hated the most coz I always fall and get wet.. When we jump we looked like Jane, (wheres my Tarzan?.. lol) anyways, after that we then ran our way through the Peters net.. We have to climb up and down.. Oh and on this level we almost lost all our energy since weve gone past a lot already.. Oh well, after that we then entered a wheel called the Needles Eye where you have to pass on but you should not touch the wheel.. Imagine that?.. So what we do is to jump..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last for the finale.. which is my favorite, The Pride Wall.. a 15ft wall where we have to climb on.. Good thing our team had a teamwor, helping us get through.. It was scary but good thing I dont have a phobia on heights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to do all this for just 18mins. and were lucky sometimes coz we finished it all for just 10-15mins.. A lot of times we failed due to slowness and got disqualified but nothing will ever replace the feeling of accomplishment when we finished it succesfully.. Though its just 3-4 times.. After that we then prayed and thank God for the strength and energy he gave us through it all..&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/20857564-114785841590082848?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114785841590082848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114785841590082848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114785841590082848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114785841590082848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/05/camp-that-changed-my-life.html' title='The Camp that changed my life...'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114465781869693519</id><published>2006-04-10T20:24:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:51:19.336+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Fellow Bloggers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/320/blog%20leave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[TITLE: On blog leave!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey guyz! Im leaving for a camp held at Butuan City, but the soiree is at a campsite. They won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;t possibly allow us.&lt;br /&gt;I would have to spend 40 straight days in there, 40 virtuous days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Im not imposed to do this, I decide to do this on my own. Most likely, to know the intent of my life and my missions in life.Im fully zealous to build a strong faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, this camp wouldnt be boring at all. There will be lots of fun diversions involve like sports, acting, singing, dancing, conceive new friends from all aver the world and most of all, learning the value of sacrifice. I sacrificed my self centered plans like, having time to build my own website in word press, tripping to Manila to visit my aunt, visit Cebu and Davao. These things can wait. But TMI camp wouldn’t be there for long at all. Im taking my chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, know what, you too could know your purposes in life, well, Im not saying that you can go with me at the camp. Instead, try reading the book Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren. Its a very effective book. Itll give you 40 days to read the book, same days as the camp I’m attending. But before you read the book, pray for knowledge and wisdom and even before reading the last chapter yall know what your purposes in life are. Oh! And fellow bloggers, while Im apart, please pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, Crizzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114465781869693519?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114465781869693519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114465781869693519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114465781869693519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114465781869693519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/04/goodbye-fellow-bloggers.html' title='Goodbye Fellow Bloggers!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114309590134250284</id><published>2006-03-23T18:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:59:57.740+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey: The Perfect Guy (For Girls)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[TITLE: The Perfect guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. his hair color?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. his eye color?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. his height?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. does he have a six pack?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wut?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. is his hair long or short?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Butterfly haired so, not too long, not too short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. does he wear glasses?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At times! Not all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. does he have piercings? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe one only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. does he have scars? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Noooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. would he stay on the phone with you until 2 a.m.? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. is his butt big or little?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dont look at the butt… lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. does he have chest hair?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nuh uh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. is he buff or skinny? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Middle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. straight teeth a must? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. is he funny or serious?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Depends upon the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. does he like to party or stay at home?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Party but with me… haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. should he cook?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. should he have a best friend?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. should he have alot of female friends? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uhm, NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. is he outgoing or shy? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Middle maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. is he sarcastic or sincere? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. should he love his mother?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he must!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. should he watch chick flicks?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Depends on the movie! If he likes it then good, if not, its ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. would he be a smoker? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. would he drink? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NoOo0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. would he swear?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As long as hes really sincere in making it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. would he play with your hair?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thats sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. is his clothes style important?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. would he pay for somes dates?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Probably he should, all the time.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. does he kiss on the first date?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. would he call you everyday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I would love him to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. would he bring you flowers?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; love flowerws….yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. would he lay under the stars with you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sweetness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. would he write poetry about you?&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Double Sweetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34. would he call you baby?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want him to call me hubby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. would he hang out with you and your friends?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IF im in the moOd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. would you hang out with him and his friends?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It depends if I like his friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. would he walk you to the door at the end?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. holding hands?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All the time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. does he play soccer? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I would love him to…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. does he play baseball?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes I like watching baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. does he play basketball? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aw.. of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. does he play football?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. would he have alot of things in common with you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As long as we click!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. would he be the type to always tell you his feelings? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. would he three-way you with his best guy friend?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grrr.. No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. would he three-way you with his last girlfriend? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of course NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. would he sing for you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No 1 must have is a great voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. is he musical? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. would he introduce you to his parents?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yupz.. I would love to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. would he leave you messages for you to wake up to?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes! I want to hear his voice, first thing in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. is it important to have him in check?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. is he artistic?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I am artistic, so I guess I want him to be artistic too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. if he calls five times a day, do you tell you friends he's sprung?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, he wont know right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. would he talk alot about his ex-girlfriends?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No! move on baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. would he give you any reason to think he was cheating?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe, but as long as its REALLY NOT true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. would he watch the sun rise with you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Id love to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. would he take you for walks in the park?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yah, but Ill choose the park, not the cheap ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. how old is he?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want a guy, 2 years max older than me, pwede rin 1 year younger but, it really depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. is he very smart or average?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;very smart, but humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60.what is the most important thing in a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Loyalty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, Crizzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114309590134250284?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114309590134250284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114309590134250284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114309590134250284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114309590134250284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/03/survey-perfect-guy-for-girls.html' title='Survey: The Perfect Guy (For Girls)'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114300923034803569</id><published>2006-03-22T18:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:00:34.646+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Images</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[TITLE: Summer Images]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When people say summer, they usually mean a lot of things, but it will never take long for the little hamsters in other people's heads to realize that they are only talking of hot sand particles in-between toes, star-dotted skies, Flores de Mayo, halo-halos and fruit shakes. Or more probably, images of bikini-ed girls wearing sun shades or gym-modified macho guys on Speedos are what click on the wheels of their minds. That is because, ultimately, when people say summer, they connote that chestnut "sun, sand and surf".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me though, when I say summer, I mean that time, that special moment, when I finally let go of Ms. Boundaries and fell in love-only to have had my heart broken. For me, when I say summer, I mean mingled laughter and tears, and bittersweet memories of two people against the world. When I say summer, I see a heart-shaped picture frame with shattered glass, I smell Adidas perfume, I read an unfinished story, and I seem to touch a freckled face that reminds me of glittery stars painted in the black canvas called nighttime sky - unreachable, blending with the infinite darkness just as it becomes clear to my eyes. And so, this face is the reason why, when I say summer, I mean most of all, The Him of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got this wonderful story from none other than.. peyups.com--- where bright minds meet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CrizZy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114300923034803569?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114300923034803569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114300923034803569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114300923034803569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114300923034803569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-images.html' title='Summer Images'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114294042984689656</id><published>2006-03-21T23:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:01:11.146+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[TITLE: Summertime!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi.. Before anything else.. Happy Summer Vacation Everyone!! Its so good to have no classes because i got to have more time on net..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways.. New Layout!! yey!!!.. i just use a layout from blogskins.com since i really dont know how to make a layout yet.. I picked this one coz its not too bubbly and at the same time, not so melancholic... Just plain cute and simple, but elegant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whoa! its been what?? 2 weeks since ive updated? hahaha.. grabeh talaga! ganun ka tagal.. kasi naman napaka busy at school works, just last week that ive finished all my requirements and exam.. and this week is such a wonderful dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5 Random things I love about summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; More time on surfing the net and updating my friends online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Spend time with my family and relatives again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Visit several places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; have another lesson to learn, like, piano, martial arts, swimming, badminton.. stuffs like that, unlike at school(math, filipino, english) ive had enough of that... good thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; More time on SHOP SHOP SHOP SHOPPING!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thats it!.. thats my entry for now.. I have to go with my dad to the hospital, one of my cousin is sick so we have to visit him.. buh-bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114294042984689656?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114294042984689656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114294042984689656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114294042984689656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114294042984689656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/03/summertime.html' title='Summertime!!!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114129592492505527</id><published>2006-03-02T22:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:02:08.063+12:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review- close to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A friend of mine harrassed me into watching &lt;strong&gt;Close to You&lt;/strong&gt; with her. I was forced to go. Yeah, yeah Call me &lt;em&gt;jologs&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;baduy, name it&lt;/em&gt;. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im such a tough critic and I have very high standards when it comes to Filipino Movies.&lt;em&gt; Jologs&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Got to believe &lt;/em&gt;are perhaps the best Pinoy Love Movies I enjoyed. (Jologs is an art film &lt;em&gt;pala&lt;/em&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its a feel-good movie that doesnt try hard to be something great. The storylines are simple (bordering on cliche actually) but the chemistry of the leads burn up the silverscreen. John Lloyd is such a natural. Bea fares well considering that shes up against Jonh Lloyd (and the movie blatantly makes fun of her fats). And surprisingly, Sam Milby didnt annoy me. Which says a lot. For a beginner he is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not one of the best romantic comedies Ive seen but I will recommend it just because its a likable popcorn movie and this movie can give you the idea of possiblity of falling in love with your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":)" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene where John Lloyds tear dropped from one eye was &lt;strong&gt;very very&lt;/strong&gt; effective. I felt it! I cried too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CrizZy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114129592492505527?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114129592492505527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114129592492505527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114129592492505527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114129592492505527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/03/movie-review-close-to-you.html' title='movie review- close to you'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114102300231218190</id><published>2006-02-27T18:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:02:54.880+12:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/1600/24106885430193l%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/320/24106885430193l%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one of the pictures ko sa prom.. sa bahay yan ng tita ko..next time nalang ung iba ang tagal kasi mag load eh.. anyways.. Have a nice day EVERYONE.. tah-tah!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114102300231218190?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114102300231218190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114102300231218190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114102300231218190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114102300231218190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/prom-pix.html' title='PROM pix'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114041883259412217</id><published>2006-02-20T18:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:03:26.370+12:00</updated><title type='text'>worst PROM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our prom was last saturday (feb 18, 06) it was not any fun.. i was so &lt;strong&gt;bored, sleepy, annoyed, bored, snob, rude, intimidated, bored, paranoid&lt;/strong&gt;, oh and did i mention &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;? yep! it was probably the most boring of all the schools prom. Many people say that missing prom would make you loose one half of your life, i say, LIE! what i think is the whole thing is such a big cliche which you have to spend money on for &lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here goes the day of the &lt;strong&gt;so-called&lt;/strong&gt; memorable night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our prom started 6 o'clock, so 4 hours before the prom which was around half past two i headed to the salon to do my hair and make up. i spent 2 hours in there hoping to get a beautiful look. so at around 4:30pm i headed to the house of the friend of my mom for a photoshot. we ended around 5:30pm. after then, we go straight to the venue. When i got down from the car i was so so so &lt;strong&gt;hoping&lt;/strong&gt; to get everyones attention and surprisingly i did. Later one friend of mine came and told me that many people especially 4th years are looking beacuse i actuially have a twin of the gown design.. &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; i was so &lt;strong&gt;paranoid&lt;/strong&gt;. help me god im starting to drift. Then when i saw the girl i noticed that the gown she was using was i actually the gown i copied my design on, but i was all blocked that a kong huanian will be using that certain gown because its only rented. 4th year girls kept on looking at me and i was blanked! i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyhoo, after that I headed inside the hall to find my friends and then the ceremony began. The evening was ratherly formal and gigantic, lots of handsome gentlemens and beautiful ladies. I didint mind eyes looking at me I just mind my own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then the rest of the night followed, it was soooo &lt;strong&gt;BORING!&lt;/strong&gt; well, i guess thats all. Oh and by the way, the girl i had a same gown on won the Prom Princess title. She &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; deserve it, not because i had the same gown on with her but beacuse many thinks so. Especially &lt;strong&gt;me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114041883259412217?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114041883259412217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114041883259412217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114041883259412217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114041883259412217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/worst-prom.html' title='worst PROM!!!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-114041726501965932</id><published>2006-02-20T18:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:04:03.520+12:00</updated><title type='text'>i can smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real happiness &lt;/strong&gt;the kind that leaves you feeling ridiculously giddy and radiant. Isnt just about those occasional big-ticket bliss experiences, like falling head over heels in love. It is also about the simpler moments of joy in life, the ones that come around a helluva lot more often. (kindly ponder..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, Im feeling much better now. Im insane once again. lol I passed by a designer shop yesterday and I saw an uber elegant wedding dress. Gosh.. It got me thinking. I wanna get married. Haha (yes, I am insane..lol) Love is truly in the air. I dont need a significant other to enjoy valentines day. I deserve more, right? Its not like there are no other guys, so why should i settle? I opt for a sensationally single status.Haha! (take that &lt;strong&gt;*YOU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks for the lovely gifts. &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":)" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" /&gt; Sorry I was not able to make you one coz of my extremely confused feeling..oh well.. Im okay now.. &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":)" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Valentines day everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have the strongest, strongest, strongest urge to blog, but i also have absolutely nothing to blog about anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-114041726501965932?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/114041726501965932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=114041726501965932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114041726501965932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/114041726501965932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-can-smile.html' title='i can smile?'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113981174213239058</id><published>2006-02-13T18:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:04:35.943+12:00</updated><title type='text'>alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just when i though everything will turn out great this time. I was wrong. &lt;strong&gt;Hell wrong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am destined to be &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;miserable.&lt;/strong&gt; To stare idly at nothingness; to fantasize about the impossible;to wish for things that can never be acheived; to hope for a love that can never be given To sit like a statue in the midst of darkness; to cry and yet not shed a single tear. To be devoid of emotion; or at least be adept at hiding pain and frustration; to always seem to move on and yet in truth dwell in the past; to forgive but never forget. To be ruled by fear, rejection and yet foolishly try and try again to establish a connection; to fail at it; to try again and again; and to disappoint myself each time. To want to loved and be loved in return, and find only &lt;strong&gt;emptiness&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;loneliness&lt;/strong&gt;. To have people think Im &lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt;; and yet know that they just dont &lt;strong&gt;understand&lt;/strong&gt;; to suffer the indignation of having to notice every bit of ignorance, stupidity, and narrow-mindedness the world possesses and hate it; all the while grappling with the reality that Im not so perfect myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To be fated to be loved only misery, melancholy, melodrama, and self pity; to love a person who does not exist; to put all my hopes, dreams, ambitions and aspirations on a person whos probably going to let me down someday. To bare out my soul this way because there isnt any other means by which I can express myself; to fill dozens of notebooks with unspoken thoughts; and to read them again and again from time to time just to remind myself how &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt; I am. To be a dreamer realist at the same time; to ask myself questions I know the answers to; to speak to myself for lack of another person to talk to. To devour romantic movies and relish each kiss, each dance, each song, each and every single piece of dialogue as if it were my own; and to know the whole time that such things will never happen in my life. To believe in forever and everlasting love., and yet be given the complete opposite every time I do fall in love. To tell anyone who bothers to listen that i see myself someday married to him; and then lise him; to say it again about another person; and lose him the same way. To fall at almost everything I try to do; to be ridiculed at every decision I make; to have people I know make stupid jokes and hurtful comments behind my back. To always be second best or less; to watch my dreams fade away into nothing; to always have to suck it all up and say &lt;strong&gt;SH** happens&lt;/strong&gt;. To realize that all of this is my fault ; that I make myself miserable; that I choose to &lt;strong&gt;wallow&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;self pity&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;melodrama&lt;/strong&gt;; and know that I can do absolutely nothing about it, since it seems that its the only thing I can do well. Yes, I am truly destined to be ALONE and MISERABLE. &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":(" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" /&gt; &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":(" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" /&gt; &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":(" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113981174213239058?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113981174213239058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113981174213239058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113981174213239058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113981174213239058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/alone.html' title='alone!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113963187501382235</id><published>2006-02-11T16:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:05:00.166+12:00</updated><title type='text'>parents dont understand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey y'all bloggers.. its ME again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have you ever tried of feeling a &lt;strong&gt;deep&lt;/strong&gt; thought about how you can be able to turn back the day you were born and come out from a &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; kind of family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if we ever could chose who our parents would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can you tell me why in the world did they chose mine for me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ive had enough of this, Im getting tired of my parents ragging on me all the time... I felt more &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt; than a prisoner, a stepford daughter out of a mail order magazine, I cant even buy the things which i considered cool coz they wont but it for me, instead they buy things i dont like, I have to save P1000 so that theyll but me an mp3 player, i&lt;strong&gt; hate&lt;/strong&gt; that! I know thats is I think to teach me resposibilities but I guess there are more other ways to teach me responsibilities other than that, another thing, they wont even let me dress up in cool clothes and fashion coz Im not old enough, Hello?! Im 15, when will I be &lt;strong&gt;old enough&lt;/strong&gt; to dress up in cool clothes?! when Im &lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Parents just &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; understand!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113963187501382235?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113963187501382235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113963187501382235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113963187501382235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113963187501382235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/parents-dont-understand.html' title='parents dont understand!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113953942033463834</id><published>2006-02-10T14:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:05:25.510+12:00</updated><title type='text'>election day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hai!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nandito po ako sa computer lab namin at bago lang din ako nakatapos sa pag vote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Two choices for president Al, the &lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt; and determined and another is Alex, the lively and &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;... Ang vote ko? Of course yung &lt;strong&gt;Serious&lt;/strong&gt;, paano uunlad and Kong Hua kung puro saya lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat may time for everything diba?... Mgaling din naman si Al sa ex-curricular activities eh, marami xang brillant ideas, and hes also good in academics, kaya bet ko talaga xa ang mananalo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, si Alex naman, I think magaling lang xa sa mga bagay na nakakapagpasaya... Oo nga! gusto ng lahat ng kabataan ngaun na sumaya, but i think may &lt;strong&gt;time&lt;/strong&gt; sa ganun at may time din sa pagseseryoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay! sa gaun ay magpapatuloy muna ako sa ireresearch ko, kaya ako nakapagopen sa computer lab ng internet ay dahil sa pagresearch ng &lt;strong&gt;Spyware&lt;/strong&gt;.... saan ko kaya makikita un???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, sa Google... bakit ba ngaun ko palang un naicip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Napaka tagalog ng post ko ngaun noh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Feel ko lang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113953942033463834?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113953942033463834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113953942033463834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113953942033463834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113953942033463834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/election-day.html' title='election day'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113913282511117125</id><published>2006-02-05T21:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:06:28.166+12:00</updated><title type='text'>wickedly sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LSS: &lt;em&gt;narda &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;em&gt;kamikazee&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I slept around 5:30am. Nope, I wasnt surfing the net. I was burning the phone lines! I talked to Michael from 12am to 5am. We practically talked about all the &lt;strong&gt;inane&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mundane&lt;/strong&gt; things in the world yet it was so much &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;. I was feeling a bit disconsolated last night talking to Him made me forget all my qualms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later that evening, We had a sort of reunion with my clanmates. I was with my cousins all through the night. I realized that I was a bit &lt;strong&gt;ALOOF&lt;/strong&gt;. I was unfriendly, snobbish and snooty. While they were singing and having fun I was texting. Its not that I dont like their company its the way I want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;More than half of my classmates has their significant other. Whenever they talk about their love life Im always muted and unresponsive. On plenty occasions people kept asking me why am i still unattached. And I too, do not know why. Gawd. Why am I seem to be longing for something or someone? Is it because &lt;strong&gt;Vday&lt;/strong&gt; is near? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish I could just be as happy as I have always been, though, i know its hard to reflex and stretch muscles when its torned. Its hard to look around when you cant move your neck; its hard to smile when your muscles tend to frown. Thats quite painful, i believe. but well see, maybe tomorrow ill be fine. maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113913282511117125?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113913282511117125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113913282511117125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113913282511117125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113913282511117125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/wickedly-sweet.html' title='wickedly sweet'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113913269284528442</id><published>2006-02-05T21:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:07:16.823+12:00</updated><title type='text'>sinong di mababaliw sa ulan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;currently listening to &lt;em&gt;narda&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;kamikazee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I woke up on a day when the warmth of the sunlight touched me gently. I had the most extravagant dream of a blissful and exhilarating life. I found myself at the middle of an extra-cozy bed and half a dozen pillows around me. Everything seemed to be so perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But as the clock ticks, unexpected events came down. I thought it had found my way again. But it did not. It was, as a matter of fact, heading towards the opposite track. It started to&lt;strong&gt; rain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy when it rains. Perfect bliss indoors, nothing to do but bum around, watch tv, cozy up on my bed, read a book or two, pig out on junkfoods. The only part i HATE when it rains is how it brings the &lt;strong&gt;melancholy&lt;/strong&gt; of things and make you feel so alone. *sniff *sniff! It makes me sad that Im single. I seem to long for someone (?!) Someone to hug, someone to stay up late with just talking on the phone. If only I have someone to enjoy the coziness of the atmosphere with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On the other hand, i dont want a boyfriend. Hmmm.. Maybe i should get a puppy…. &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":D" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[edit] &lt;strong&gt;Failure&lt;/strong&gt; challenges a brave man and let him grow to be competent. Failure is, indeed, a good starting point of someone who had tripped over desertion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its not a measurement of brains,, its about GOD leading you to where u should be!! Thanks &lt;em&gt;Kuya, &lt;/em&gt;you always know what to say… I feel much better now.[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113913269284528442?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113913269284528442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113913269284528442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113913269284528442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113913269284528442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/sinong-di-mababaliw-sa-ulan.html' title='sinong di mababaliw sa ulan?'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113904285808730941</id><published>2006-02-04T20:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:08:22.280+12:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTRAELECTROMAGNETICJAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We had our recollection and Yes it is one of the most unforgettable moment in your junior yr. Tears were overflowing within the last part of the sessions. Even my guy classmates cant help it. As for me,, as usual cry to death. Even if I cannot relate with it as long as its SAD I cry. We had a lot of crying sessions and many realizations. I wont tell you what they were il just SHOW it instead! &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":)" src="http://kikay.never-been.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" /&gt; I think my &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt; now is deeper and stronger than ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bought the &lt;strong&gt;ERASERHEADS&lt;/strong&gt; compilation cd sang by various artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 5px" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/i56jc4.jpg" width="180" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WuhOOo!! Nice.. it’s unlikely that any loyal Eheads fan will enjoy these songs quite as much as the originals. but hey one word, &lt;strong&gt;COOLNESS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here is my review: (this is totally an opinionated review so pls dont go swearing against my name, if u do not agree with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SOUNDS GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to belive - &lt;strong&gt;Cueshe... &lt;/strong&gt;Simply Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spoliarium - Imago, LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maling Akala - Brownman Revival, we all heard it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Huling El Bimbo - Rico J. Puno, i underestimated this song but it proved me the otherwise! wow! try listening to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tikman Ang Langit - Sugarfree, GALINGNESS!!! EBE is simply amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag Kang Matakot - Orange &amp; Lemons, hands down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Huwag mo nang itanong - MYMP, just right and great... its my BG music actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JUST FINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torpedo - Isha, isha who??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkohol - &lt;strong&gt;Radio Active Sago Project&lt;/strong&gt; im never a fan of this band but they did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With A Smile - South Border id prefer if it were &lt;strong&gt;HALE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para Sa Masa - All Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pare ko - Sponge Cola, oh yeah.. the swearing part! doesnt fit yael’s image…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superproxy - FrancisM… there &lt;strong&gt;shouldnt&lt;/strong&gt; be any rap in the song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOT THAT GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAPAAP-&lt;strong&gt;6Cyclemind&lt;/strong&gt; Overdone guitarwork but its not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ligaya - &lt;strong&gt;Kitchie Nadal&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt fit kitchie’s voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdrive - &lt;strong&gt;Barbie Almalbis&lt;/strong&gt; people need to realize that Overdrive can never be covered by a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magasin - &lt;strong&gt;Paolo Santos &lt;/strong&gt;i think it would sound better if BAMBOO or RIVERMAYA were to sing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;**if &lt;strong&gt;PAROKYA NI EDGAR&lt;/strong&gt; were to sing &lt;strong&gt;TINDAHAN NI ALING NENA&lt;/strong&gt;.. what do u think?? hmmm.. wow.. !!! ayos! There should be another volume cd coz other great songs like &lt;em&gt;MINSAN, FRUITCAKE, KALIWETE, MASELANG BAHAGHARI, HARANA, JULIE TEARJERKY…and my fave &lt;strong&gt;TOYANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; werent included. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ultraelectromagneticjam is not so much a tribute as it is a reminder of just how good the Eraserheads were; none of the tracks here come close to supplanting the originals, just as none of the current crop of bands come close to the level set by the &lt;strong&gt;Eheads&lt;/strong&gt; all those years ago. Even if the Eraserheads has been long gone, I still consider them the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; Filipino alternative band ever. I still consider &lt;strong&gt;WITH A SMILE&lt;/strong&gt; as best written OPM song. Ely’s geeky vocalwork is the most heavenly thing I ever heard (well second to &lt;strong&gt;JAY&lt;/strong&gt;..) from a Pinoy artist, I love you &lt;strong&gt;ELY BUENDIA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113904285808730941?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113904285808730941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113904285808730941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113904285808730941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113904285808730941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/ultraelectromagneticjam.html' title='ULTRAELECTROMAGNETICJAM'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113886379980054105</id><published>2006-02-02T18:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:08:56.343+12:00</updated><title type='text'>js prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi peepz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im in an internet cafe again... :( nah! its just that i dont have enough time to open the pc at home coz im too busy, hirit nga lang ito now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways! New Layout... yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its so pambata but honestly, &lt;strong&gt;i like it&lt;/strong&gt;... I crave for pink so much kasi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oi, I have something to tell you... I have my Prom gown already!!! its so cute... Ill be posting a picture of it soon.. And dont ask nah the color coz im pretty sure you knew it nah... lol Our prom is feb 18 at Xavier Estates... Its so nice there... And Im so excited...To all Juniors and Seniors get ready for a night full of &lt;strong&gt;enchanting &lt;/strong&gt;chuva! lol.... Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Sweet Kisses, CriZzy&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113886379980054105?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113886379980054105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113886379980054105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113886379980054105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113886379980054105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/02/js-prom.html' title='js prom'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113834478979072667</id><published>2006-01-27T18:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:53:09.800+12:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh my gosh!!!....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im in an internet cafe at the moment and i &lt;strong&gt;cant &lt;/strong&gt;find my cbox.... &lt;strong&gt;its lost...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im so beyond lost.... I cant belive this... can somebody *kill me*??? jokez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no, its just that i lost my cbox, and tell me how would you feel if you lost your cbox? huh? how would you feel? it feels terrible... &lt;strong&gt;how could this happen to me, i made my mistakes, got nowhere to run, the night goes on and im fading away, im sick of this life, i just wanna scream... How could this happen to me?...&lt;/strong&gt; harhar.. &lt;strong&gt;kumakanta lang poh&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways, how i wish babalik din un... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nweiz, may leadership training kami so i will be gone for 4 days, &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a pc... gosh, can you imagine that? its ok though, maganda naman ang seseminaran namin eh... malapit pa sa &lt;strong&gt;beach...&lt;/strong&gt; where i can watch the &lt;strong&gt;sunset...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;para akong &lt;strong&gt;abnormal &lt;/strong&gt;noh? im talking about one thing then tapos another topic na naman... hehe... la lang... i feel so &lt;strong&gt;tangled&lt;/strong&gt; kasi eh... im not in the mood to be serious too... ah basta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ill post again pag balik ko galing sa leardership training seminar namin... and &lt;strong&gt;wish me luck&lt;/strong&gt; ha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;bye&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113834478979072667?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113834478979072667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113834478979072667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113834478979072667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113834478979072667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113801083659263590</id><published>2006-01-23T21:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T16:41:09.056+12:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi... ALL IN THE SAME DAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wow... i just posted a while ago that my blog sucks... well, &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; now.... I love my blog, some people love it too.... I updated it and you can see now what it has &lt;strong&gt;become&lt;/strong&gt;... *harharhar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well....Beauty is in the &lt;strong&gt;eye &lt;/strong&gt;of the beholder of course...Some people may love it, some people may &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh well... I just got my report Card... and *damn* all my grades &lt;strong&gt;increses&lt;/strong&gt;... well except for one...Trigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its ok at least I got a high grade on Chemistry and Geometry and my favorite subject... &lt;strong&gt;Computer&lt;/strong&gt;... *haha* I got a shining &lt;strong&gt;91 &lt;/strong&gt;grade on both PE and Values... I &lt;strong&gt;cant &lt;/strong&gt;belive it... *haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got 88 on Computer and my lowest??? 79 from Trigo... My one and only line of 7 grade...Well its ok... Unlike before that I almost gave up coz I got one failing grade, but I didint, instead I work harder and look at what ive become now...*harhar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But seriously a have a little piece of advice to all bloggers out there who are in the point of giving up what they really like...Give it a &lt;strong&gt;shot&lt;/strong&gt; and be much stronger... But the most important thing is to ask thru prayers what you always want.... &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is always there waiting...All you have to do is to &lt;strong&gt;call into him and tell him what you wa&lt;/strong&gt;nt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thats it! &lt;strong&gt;Continue &lt;/strong&gt;reading my online journal for more days of a punk teenage sweetheart .... Ill be here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113801083659263590?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113801083659263590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113801083659263590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113801083659263590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113801083659263590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113800229641808703</id><published>2006-01-23T19:33:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:41:10.590+12:00</updated><title type='text'>At last!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi.... Me again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dont know if anyone reads my blog but im trying to make it beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dont care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;honestly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I made a blog for a simple cause, an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;online journal&lt;/strong&gt;! Well thats whats its there for right????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;strong&gt;I updated my blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im superproud of myself, coz at last, I saw a site which offers free templates for blogger.... hirap kasi makita un sa net eh... Well, my layout was made by this site... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomoeda.cjb.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.thomoeda.cjb.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have a few problem though... I have no idea what language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they are using in that site... and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dont know how to edit some of it... And as you notice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some of the words cannot be posted, im sure there is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Check it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But anyways, im going to &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; to this layout for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;moment at least hindi na xa ordinary....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;calling all those who find my blog, at magaling sa things na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to, can somebody please..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113800229641808703?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113800229641808703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113800229641808703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113800229641808703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113800229641808703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/at-last.html' title='At last!!!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113800133064536388</id><published>2006-01-23T19:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:02:00.330+12:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting! irritating! useless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didnt blog for a almost a week. I wasnt internet-less, i just dont feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like doing so. And finally im back to my ranting! here it goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Waiting seems to be so irritating for me. I ve waited a lot of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for some things to arrive, but it had never approached my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;way, my expectations. I had to linger for a longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;time. But sweats do not compensate at any amount, at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then it came to the point when I wanted to stop;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wanted to raise both of my hands and say look, Im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will continue this tomorrow........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i flunked once again my chemistry exam… i could not care any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;less…. im so used to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why am i so prone to random blogging?????!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;argh! I cant make up an entry with a one decent topic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113800133064536388?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113800133064536388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113800133064536388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113800133064536388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113800133064536388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/waiting-irritating-useless.html' title='waiting! irritating! useless!'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113721914367204206</id><published>2006-01-14T17:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T01:08:19.493+12:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hayyyyyyyyy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im still fixing my site…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WP comment plugger and SMILIES na lang ang kulang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;all my posts and pages got deleted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have to start all over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and our connection is slower than ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*kill me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on the lighter side..New layout..pink as always..&lt;br /&gt;fixed my friendster account...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5418/2101/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my layout and that looks almost the same..haha!too bad all of my made Friendster templates got deleted.. rawr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SPONGECOLA’s third vid, UNA is now out. It features theband performing in an absurb-slash-surreal setting. I love the song and the vid.. pls vote for it on MYX.. so as CUESHE’s ULAN and PUPIL’s NASAAN KA (im a huge ELY BUENDIA FAN!!!! ely is eraserheads’ vocalist FYI. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113721914367204206?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113721914367204206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113721914367204206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113721914367204206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113721914367204206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113721314274884435</id><published>2006-01-14T16:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:09:19.856+12:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.criterionpic.com/cpl/images/lcl_sisterhoodtravelingposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="435" alt="" src="http://www.criterionpic.com/cpl/images/lcl_sisterhoodtravelingposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi its me again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im watching Sisterhood of traveling pants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really love the movie, i feel like theres a connection between me and that movie coz i can realte too much in it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Especially the role of Tibby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see, i have a barkada and we call our group KOALAS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It doesnt have a meaning actually but we just thought that would be right for our group coz koalas are cute and we are... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, while I was watching the movie I just thought of how lucky I am to be able to belong in my group... You see, some teenager out there are so much desperate to find a group where they can fit into, Im in no exception, before I found my besties...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kept on praying and asking for friends that will be true and will last... And i found Koalas came... thats why i felt so lucky i have them coz even though Ive benn through a lot of pain and even though how awful this life can bring to me, I know that there will be much more better than life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will say one thing though, to all of you who havent found their true friends yet.... keep on praying coz in time youll find them... Friends are everywhere anyway!!!&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/20857564-113721314274884435?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113721314274884435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113721314274884435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113721314274884435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113721314274884435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/true-friends.html' title='TRUE FRIENDS'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113713258130033772</id><published>2006-01-13T18:09:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:41:02.553+12:00</updated><title type='text'>CUESHEan.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.titikpilipino.com/images/artist/cueshe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.titikpilipino.com/images/artist/cueshe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cueshe.com.ph/images/gallery/jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cueshe.com.ph/images/gallery/jay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JAY JUSTINANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hi its me again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you know what, before i used to like Hale so i called mysef a Haler...but now, i realized there is something much better than Hale... and that would be Cueshe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its funny because cueshe really is the band i was destined to like..the first time i saw cueshe on the tv i was amazed... but the first time i saw hale... i was like "how did that video came there, it doesnt even came close to number 1?!..." but the moment i found out that their vocalist, Champ, was the cuz of my friend... i got addicted to the band....knowin i will meet champ soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but then later ive learned my lesson, now.......... I liked Cueshe much better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think thats just the REAL ME...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The new CUESHEAN........ moi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113713258130033772?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113713258130033772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113713258130033772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713258130033772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713258130033772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/cueshean.html' title='CUESHEan.....'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113713254301266616</id><published>2006-01-13T18:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:17:15.490+12:00</updated><title type='text'>time is inexorible</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ei there. How was your New Year folks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, Mine was a blast, Really breathtaking. The fireworks were amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And finally after &lt;strong&gt;48 long yrs&lt;/strong&gt; I was able to avail Globe’s unlimited promo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Text messages from my friends and classmates greeting me a happy new yr were overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One message struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was only then that I realized that I only have less than &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; months to relish my life in junior high school and Im about to be a&lt;strong&gt; senior&lt;/strong&gt; . Only three months are left to savor the atmosphere that has been such a wonderful part of my life. Only three months and ill be facing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is something &lt;strong&gt;all and sundry&lt;/strong&gt; can relate to. I know, at one point in your life you wanted for the world to turn the other way around and just be right in the exact same place and time when you have not been made known of the feeling of resentment for the succession of time in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Three months are left in the shot clock. I have to face the truth that I cannot stop time from revolving. Though sadness fills my being this moment, I have to learn how to value the remaining time I have And that means being able to value time and face the reality that we dont have a lifetime to do the things we want to do. And sometimes, though it hurts, we really have to say &lt;strong&gt;goodbye &lt;/strong&gt;to the people weve learned to love. Aww shocks… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the most exciting things about life is &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt; By that I mean that the fact we have no real idea what tomorrow will bring is what makes life interesting. Indeed it is that which drives us on. We can plan and schedule but in truth no one has a clue what&lt;strong&gt; tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; has in store for us. I find the whole concept of time fascinating and in many ways &lt;strong&gt;scary.&lt;/strong&gt; Time is the one commodity man has yet to control or get anywhere near controlling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get my point.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113713254301266616?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113713254301266616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113713254301266616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713254301266616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713254301266616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-is-inexorible.html' title='time is inexorible'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113713248324203361</id><published>2006-01-13T18:06:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:11:38.220+12:00</updated><title type='text'>There are instances in life that we need to battle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are instances in life that we have to battle against time and incidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are also the times when we get to discover new things that only experience can teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im neither happy nor sad. My life has been boring lately. I have not done anything so far but look cute, eat, sleep and surf the net. Yep. definitely the bum me. I told myself to let this 14 days vacation productive yet nothing seems to be done. The rational side of me is diminishing little by little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hay! I dont feel like updating you via my blog because i will be posting too many random thoughts which i already did.Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the term has finally come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the weather’s getting colder, friends getting closer, the stars have never been brighter, and everythings practically perfect the way it is or so i thought.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113713248324203361?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113713248324203361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113713248324203361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713248324203361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713248324203361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/there-are-instances-in-life-that-we.html' title='There are instances in life that we need to battle...'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113713239967017744</id><published>2006-01-13T18:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:44:42.346+12:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkness.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had about enough. I was net surfing and doing something really important and then… I got disconnected! ArGhHh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The things you have to go when you are using dial up connection! amf..For this christmas i want to receive LOTS OF INTERNET CARD! Pls send the username and password here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/profiles/teenattitude"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/profiles/teenattitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; .Preferably &lt;strong&gt;Philcom&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will strongly appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I used the curlers moments ago. Gawd. I simply love my hair when it is curled.While curling i was watching tv and i saw URBANDUB in MYXMO and in MTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They ROCKED, bigtime! Hands down to them! They even have a girl member.. How cool is that??? Even other bands like CUESHE thinks so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113713239967017744?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113713239967017744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113713239967017744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713239967017744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713239967017744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/pinkness.html' title='pinkness.....'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20857564.post-113713234559228154</id><published>2006-01-13T18:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T20:03:40.466+12:00</updated><title type='text'>soulmates?!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you believe in soulmates??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well i do.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i think i met him.. in the person of &lt;strong&gt;MIKE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we met through a HALE gig.. Believe it or not he is a big &lt;strong&gt;FAN&lt;/strong&gt; of Cueshe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im pretty much bothered by his sexuality bec how often do you find a &lt;strong&gt;guy &lt;/strong&gt;who idolizes Cueshe as much as i do???! At first i taught He was &lt;strong&gt;GAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Add the fact that he is very serious in nature and i rarely hear him talk. I made friends with him to know the truth. I asked for his number and we became textmates.. ANd &lt;strong&gt;HEAVENS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;, he was not gay.. Hes straight.. 100% guy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I later realized that we share almost the same interests. We are both musically inclined. He plays the guitar while i play the piano. He is like the &lt;strong&gt;MALE&lt;/strong&gt; version of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He also possesses what i like in guy physically (tall, white, butterfly hair.. think &lt;strong&gt;Harvey!&lt;/strong&gt;). I now hold my cellphone more than usual…just waiting for his &lt;strong&gt;TEXTS!&lt;/strong&gt; Im not inlove or something (its too early to tell.. WAY TOO EARLY!) Im just happy i met him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooopss.. &lt;strong&gt;LOst&lt;/strong&gt; is on.. Got to go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20857564-113713234559228154?l=crizziism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/feeds/113713234559228154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20857564&amp;postID=113713234559228154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713234559228154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20857564/posts/default/113713234559228154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crizziism.blogspot.com/2006/01/soulmates.html' title='soulmates?!...'/><author><name>crizzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QbY176tsOe4/SFTe6KrK9CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HjvtsA8lAZE/S220/1_598212950l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
