<?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-19135738</id><updated>2012-02-08T14:46:00.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons...</title><subtitle type='html'>I open up, you ignore me. You're not the same at all. And if I could turn back the pages of time, I'd rewrite you point of view. Washed up to the shore, given one last chance to try some more. But I'm tired, I'm freezing. Let's stop and call it history.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-4601551269138513454</id><published>2006-11-03T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:15:00.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa.</title><content type='html'>Never Ever Lyrics- All Saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few questions that I need to know&lt;br /&gt;how you could ever hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;I need to know what I've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;and how long it's been going on&lt;br /&gt;Was it that I never paid enough attention?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I not give enough affection?&lt;br /&gt;Not only will your answers keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;but I'll know never to make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me to my face or even on the phone&lt;br /&gt;You can write it in a letter, either way, I have to know&lt;br /&gt;Did I never treat you right?&lt;br /&gt;Did I always start the fight?&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the answers to my questions&lt;br /&gt;I have to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm in a daze&lt;br /&gt;I feel isolated&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna communicate&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a shower, I will scour&lt;br /&gt;I will rub&lt;br /&gt;To find peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;The happy mind I once owned, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vexing vocabulary runs right through me&lt;br /&gt;The alphabet runs right from A to Z&lt;br /&gt;Conversations, hesitations in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You got my conscience asking questions that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I ain't done nothing wrong, no&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I heard this feeling&lt;br /&gt;won't last that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so low&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so sad&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I had to find&lt;br /&gt;I've had to dig away to find my own peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I've Never ever had my conscience to fight&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just don't feel right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep searching&lt;br /&gt;Deep within my soul&lt;br /&gt;For all the answers&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hurt no more&lt;br /&gt;I need peace, got to feel at ease&lt;br /&gt;Need to be.&lt;br /&gt;Free from pain - going insane&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes vocabulary runs right through my head&lt;br /&gt;The alphabet runs right from A to Z&lt;br /&gt;Conversations, hesitations in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You got my conscience asking questions that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I ain't done nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I heard this feeling won't last that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so low&lt;br /&gt;When ya gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so sad&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I had to find&lt;br /&gt;I've had to dig away to find my own peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I've Never ever had my conscience to fight&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just don't feel right x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me to my face,&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;Uh, You can write it in a letter, babe&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me to my face&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Uh, You can write it in a letter, babe&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can write it in a letter, babe&lt;br /&gt;You can write it in a letter, babe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-4601551269138513454?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4601551269138513454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=4601551269138513454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4601551269138513454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4601551269138513454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoa.html' title='whoa.'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8822734167021155174</id><published>2006-10-31T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:27:24.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah boi...</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm gonna transfer blog again. because i chose to have a new life, i have a new blog. (weeeeh) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look for my LJ account. if you look closely to this blog, you'll find it here somewhere. (yan ah, hiiiiiint!) but take note, for &lt;strong&gt;friends only&lt;/strong&gt;. well, some of the entries. =) so if you want to snoop my blog (hahaha), u have to add me up. ok? good. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ah...malinaw tayo diyan. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, blogger...i'm gonna miss you....*sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-8822734167021155174?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8822734167021155174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=8822734167021155174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8822734167021155174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8822734167021155174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeah-boi.html' title='yeah boi...'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6708436652070530330</id><published>2006-10-31T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:03:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i'm done with thinking, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm done with crying, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;when i feel so tired, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you're trying to convince me that what i've done's not right.&lt;br /&gt;i get so frustrated, i stay up every night.&lt;br /&gt;you ask me for an answer, and i'm so tired and i'm up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i'm feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;just because you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;i will be denied.&lt;br /&gt;i could be erased.&lt;br /&gt;i could be brushed aside.&lt;br /&gt;i will get scared, and i will get shoved down,&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like i do beause you push me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm starting to ignore you, i've doubted you so long.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of over-thinking, i know you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm asking questions - no one pushes me around.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you don't seem angry, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yea,yea, yea! hehe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Debut ni anne calma later....partaaaaaay!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-6708436652070530330?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6708436652070530330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6708436652070530330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6708436652070530330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6708436652070530330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-2279886537514717177</id><published>2006-10-30T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:01:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreaks make me sick. ehk.</title><content type='html'>ok, so na-aadict nako sa poems ni Pablo Neruda. wee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not love you except because I love you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I go from loving to not loving you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;From waiting to not waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart moves from cold to fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you only because it's you the one I love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hate you deeply, and hating you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe January light will consume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart with its cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ray, stealing my key to true calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In this part of the story I am the one who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. got that from joey's blog. *thanks love! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-2279886537514717177?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2279886537514717177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=2279886537514717177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/2279886537514717177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/2279886537514717177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/poems.html' title='heartbreaks make me sick. ehk.'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-1487306613062940948</id><published>2006-10-29T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T11:20:10.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Speak-No Doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We used to be together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everyday together always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I'm losing my best friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This could be the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It looks as though you're letting go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if it's real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well I don't want to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So please stop explaining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak I know what you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, they can be inviting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But some are altogether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mighty frightening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As we die, both you and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With my head in my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I sit and cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's all ending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I gotta stop pretending who we are... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You and me I can see us dying...are we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know what you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't speak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't speak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh I know what you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I don't need your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know you're good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know you're good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know you're real good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, la la la la la la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La la la la la la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't, Don't, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't tell me tell me cause it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hurts Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush darlin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hush, hush don't tell me tell me cause it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-1487306613062940948?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1487306613062940948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=1487306613062940948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1487306613062940948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1487306613062940948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning...'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-3891992441344422072</id><published>2006-10-28T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T10:12:24.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more.</title><content type='html'>yeah, Sergio...NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if freedom you ask, freedom you're gonna get from me. that's what you want, right? this is what you really, really want and i'm gonna give it all to you. we're both tired of pretending that we're still gonna work. good job, you convinced me that we're not anymore. and hearing the "truth" convinced me more...though it hurt more. but imma be alright. coz i'm tired of pretending that you're still happy with me. i deserve better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not worth my tears anymore...everything's not worth it anymore. i've had ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that you'll be happier this way...if not, bahala ka na. i wont fall for it again..I WONT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this, but after i cried kanina, i realized, i dont love you anymore. nah, not true..but i'll just tell my heart that i dont love you anymore. i'll keep it from loving you. it has been through so much pain already..bumibigay na siya. tama na, ayoko na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harsh? nah.. bitter? a little. it's still painful but i'll let it all out. i think i've cried it all out, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Wag kang mangangambang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baka wala ka nang ibang makita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Na lalake na magmahal sayo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At hinding hindi nya sasayangin ang pag-ibig mo&lt;/strong&gt;..." -Halaga, Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so true. i need a man who will never waste my love for him..a man who will love me the way he should love me. isang lalaki na alam ang tunay kong HALAGA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i watched World Trade Center with joey awhile ago. the movie was so touching. nakakiyak pre. haha! i enjoyed it..medyo tumulo luha ko eh. buti di napansin ni joey. haha! thanks love! thanks for the pasalubong also =) i ♥ you love! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;here's a song for you. this will be the last song i'll dedicate to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much Has Been Said- Bamboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has been said&lt;br /&gt;Said you never leave&lt;br /&gt;Why'd it have to be&lt;br /&gt;Harder than it had to be&lt;br /&gt;Don't you throw blame&lt;br /&gt;You were part of this&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't suppose to end&lt;br /&gt;With us just walking away&lt;br /&gt;So many times we tried&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the pain but in my baby's eyes I see my shame&lt;br /&gt;Asking why you had to leave&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't I strong enough to make you see&lt;br /&gt;That the biggest part of this it's not about you or me&lt;br /&gt;But just be wrong if we held on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So Maybe tomorrow we'll find&lt;br /&gt;A taste for the old days hard lessons&lt;br /&gt;We've left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This mirrors an open door I can barely stand to see myself I don't know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out for help&lt;br /&gt;Ohh lord&lt;br /&gt;Much has been said&lt;br /&gt;Will I never learn&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed&lt;br /&gt;Praying for my luck to turn&lt;br /&gt;But I can't complain&lt;br /&gt;I'm living it easy&lt;br /&gt;Job's keeping me busy&lt;br /&gt;Going Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe the way it felt&lt;br /&gt;When you left said your goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;It just seems crazy for me to think&lt;br /&gt;That I'll find love a second time&lt;br /&gt;But we all know how it all wraps up in the end&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow we'll find..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh lord..&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving behind&lt;br /&gt;Sweet how we see the big picture when you're life's not on the line&lt;br /&gt;I know the way but do you see what I see&lt;br /&gt;A tortured life always second guessing the bookie&lt;br /&gt;Pot money on the table thought that was all I had to do&lt;br /&gt;Never came home&lt;br /&gt;Never said a word to you&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it was going to be easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Easy start over again this time this time&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it right&lt;br /&gt;Start over again this time this time&lt;br /&gt;Lets keep the fires burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know you, Sergio. Goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-3891992441344422072?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3891992441344422072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=3891992441344422072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3891992441344422072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3891992441344422072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-more.html' title='No more.'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-4542679235075240081</id><published>2006-10-27T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T07:06:31.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tatlong araw</title><content type='html'>ostrich land was &lt;strong&gt;OH-SO-FUN!&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wednesday, me and some of my friends went to &lt;strong&gt;OStrichland&lt;/strong&gt; (as they would call it), somewhere in &lt;strong&gt;PAmpanga&lt;/strong&gt;. super fun coz the 3 days we were, sobrang food trip. daming fooooooooood!!! haha! super bum kami dun! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eat, sleep, eat, swim, play cards, eat, swim, play billiards, ostrich sight seeing, eat, swim and play charades (haha), videoke all night long, sleep, eat, eat and more EAT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and oh, alot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah boi. ehe. =) too bad we were just there for 3 days....sobrang bitin! argh! ooooh! the ostriches were so cute! and the sheeps too! baaaaaa! hahaha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;vicka and dang&lt;/strong&gt; for singing a very special song to me last thurs night/friday morning. =) most memorable song from the trip was &lt;strong&gt;HALAGA&lt;/strong&gt; by parokya. yeah boi...mahal ko kayong dalawa. *tugsh* haha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, thanks sj for the very wonderful time in your ostrich farm...sa uulitin! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun, fun FUN! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i missed &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; during my stay in Pampanga...kasi ba naman, ang labo ng pag-uusap natin. oh well. you said that &lt;em&gt;"we"&lt;/em&gt; are still on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;probation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...so malabo nga talaga. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be content camie...just have faith and trust. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* i love you.. =) and i miss you...hope to see you soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so walang kwenta yung entry ko. haha. well, i'm too tired to write. basta, check my multiply nalang if you wanna see the pics of our pampanga trip. funfun! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ang pag-ibig, ganyan talaga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ako'y nilamon na ng pag-ibig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ganyan talaga, masaya" --&lt;em&gt;Masaya&lt;/em&gt;, Bamboo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-4542679235075240081?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4542679235075240081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=4542679235075240081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4542679235075240081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4542679235075240081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/tatlong-araw.html' title='tatlong araw'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-2074028361611856598</id><published>2006-10-24T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:56:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and we're on again...yeyeye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no begging, no insisting..just a lil bit of crying (hehe)...i just let it all happen. =) a deal's a deal. haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had a very fun day today. i was with sergio's family at galle. yeah boi, bumanding kami ni tita. waha. =) while the boys were playing at Tom's World (oh, boys...tsk. hehe), tita (oh yes) and i had our bonding sessions. i went with her to look for a cocktail dress, which tita had interest with blouses instead (haha), that ended us up having a &lt;strong&gt;foot spa&lt;/strong&gt;. yihee, saya. haha! =p sarap kasama ni tita...super daming kwento and stuff. i had lotsa fun hanging out with sergio's mom. *thanks tita! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we're back from scratch again. well, i just hope and pray that everything will work out pretty well now. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please, please, please??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* thanks so much...♥♥♥ you to bits! mwah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ostrichland na tom til friday...yeyeye! excited na meeeeeee! waha. ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-2074028361611856598?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2074028361611856598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=2074028361611856598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/2074028361611856598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/2074028361611856598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/heaven-on-earth.html' title='heaven on earth'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8916855526507337577</id><published>2006-10-22T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:40:57.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowly getting used to this</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;oh no....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just came from my cousin's place. i slept over there kasi yesterday. =) it was fun spending time with my cousins...i love 'em so mucheee! haha! =) chill lang sa house...astig. food trippin' too! yumyum! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, last saturday, i went to my grandma's house naman..bday kasi ng pamangkin ko eh. one word: FOOD TRIP. sarap...even though i have a major stomach ache...i ate alot and went to the bathroom alot of times. dammit! i was so hurting last saturday.. =( good thing it kinda passed..but right now, it's still kinda aching. =( i need my meds, golly! heeeelpppp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, as if he's gonna help me with my pain. nevermind. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tomorrow, i'm gonna be spending time with my other bestfriend naman, JOEY. we're gonna watch World Trade Center yata eh..ewan. basta. BV coz my cousin's inviting me to go with them to Divisoria. rawr. i wanna go to Divi...but i have a date with joey. decisions...decisions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, what have you decided na? i'm still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i miss you so damn much... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need a hug from &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*toot*&lt;/span&gt; right now...dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥..still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-8916855526507337577?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8916855526507337577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=8916855526507337577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8916855526507337577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8916855526507337577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/slowly-getting-used-to-this.html' title='slowly getting used to this'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-9012943857030063570</id><published>2006-10-20T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:28:45.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Late last night, I was going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some old things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I saw a picture of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It reminded me of days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you were mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You had a way that always left me here with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want those sweet days back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coz baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's a sunny day, but you're not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That all the rain might as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be pouring down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's such a shame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coz my heart's on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just wanna be cool with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I sit by the fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;About the time spent in front of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the old flame will never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Until you come back here and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bring in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just wanna share my heart with you again coz baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bridge:I fall asleep at night and often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see you here in my dreams (in my dreams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holding me (holding me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But when I wake up and I realized that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're not here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It hurt so much I gotta have you back baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...yun na yun eh. haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-9012943857030063570?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/9012943857030063570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=9012943857030063570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/9012943857030063570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/9012943857030063570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/cool-with-you.html' title='Cool With You'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-4722653968017333873</id><published>2006-10-20T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:05:53.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><content type='html'>i just woke up. Gawd, i'm so tired from yesterday. i went with my tita and her officemates to Smashville to play badminton. infairness, we had good games. it felt so good. atleast, it kinda diverted my mind out of...yaknow. ehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for yesterday. =) i really had fun, just watching you play. sobrang naaliw ako kasi super namiss ko yung times na ganun tayo. =) sorry, if di ako naglaro masyado...i just wanna watch you lang eh. medyo nabored ka yata, sorry din...but i still don't think what i did was wreckless..i mean walking with you halfway to the mrt station. i'm going back din naman sa gale nun eh..i have to meet my mom. oh well, if you still think that's wreckless, fine by me. i respect that... =) oh, i ♥ you..so much. still. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...i so wish i could hug you and hold your hand yesterday. shit, longing mode again...rawr. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so God is really testing me this time. now, i learned how to be patient with the thing that i &lt;strong&gt;really, really&lt;/strong&gt; want and i also learned to be content. i just thank Him for whatever happened yesterday. atleast i controlled myself from my&lt;em&gt; longingness&lt;/em&gt;, right? super tempted nakong mangulit eh. ehe. atleast, there's &lt;strong&gt;progress&lt;/strong&gt;.. =) i love you Lord..super. =) please make it happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...i just pray that all will be well...for us. you and i.. *prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it all happen... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-4722653968017333873?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4722653968017333873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=4722653968017333873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4722653968017333873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4722653968017333873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-4043031410586525943</id><published>2006-10-19T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:02:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging by a moment</title><content type='html'>ok, so madrama yung title. &lt;em&gt;shurrymee&lt;/em&gt;...hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having mixed feelings right now. i'm longing, wanting, thinking, praying and waiting all at the same time. super, i can't contain my feelings anymore. i miss you so damn much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo mode on *toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss waking up every morning and texting you "Goodmorning Baby!", i miss worrying about what you're doing and how you doing, i miss hugging and kissing you everytime we're together, i miss your hugs and kisses too! i miss having a good laugh with you and our other "kulitan moments", i miss going to your house and you going here at my house, i miss saying "I love you" to you and hearing you say "I love you too", i miss cuddling you and smelling you (haha), i miss calling and talking to you every night, even if we have nothing to talk about, i miss your sweet voice and how you always made me smile, oooh, i miss your smile, i miss telling people that you're my boyfriend and brag about your hot body (hehe) and how lucky i am to have you...most of all, i miss having you as my baby and all the wonderful moments we had..i miss your love... =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit! i miss us... =,c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ika nga ni vicka marie.. &lt;em&gt;"masarap maka-miss ng tao kung namimiss ka rin niya..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you miss me too??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;do you miss us???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...well, all i could do is wait. wait for that time that we'll be together, loving each other again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please come back, please come back, please come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, let's see what will happen later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i ♥ you...still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-4043031410586525943?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4043031410586525943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=4043031410586525943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4043031410586525943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4043031410586525943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/hanging-by-moment.html' title='hanging by a moment'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-1795917859108348563</id><published>2006-10-18T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:46:30.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kismet-Silent Sanctuary&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn’t mean to take you for granted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn’t mean to show I don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn’t mean to throw away this once in a lifetime of chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I’ll drive for 2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To bring Butterfingers &lt;/strong&gt;(hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don’t mind the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This kismet's a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My everything forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life doesn’t matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just our souls together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pride no longer has room in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On bended knees in public I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your name for everyone to know that&lt;strong&gt; I love you, I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I’ll drive for 2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To bring Butterfingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don’t mind the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This kismet's a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time I surrender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My everything forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life doesn’t matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just our souls together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aww...ehe. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-1795917859108348563?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1795917859108348563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=1795917859108348563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1795917859108348563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1795917859108348563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/yo.html' title='&apos;Yo'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-1532423745225315038</id><published>2006-10-18T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:24:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i can't take it anymore. i made a friendster account..again. ehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know my name, so just add me up. tenkshu. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala...ewan. i'm bored. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ♥...miss you... =c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-1532423745225315038?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1532423745225315038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=1532423745225315038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1532423745225315038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1532423745225315038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so-i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-7273527217802269993</id><published>2006-10-17T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:09:54.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to ponder on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"when you hold someone, hold them like it's the last time you'll ever see them. And when they go, don't make reasons for them to stay. &lt;strong&gt;Only reasons for them to return&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah baby, so true. say hello to the new camie. uh-huh! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-7273527217802269993?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7273527217802269993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=7273527217802269993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/7273527217802269993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/7273527217802269993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-to-ponder-on.html' title='something to ponder on..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-3239894899645895223</id><published>2006-10-17T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:13:35.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill</title><content type='html'>ok, so today, i feel happy. i dunno why, but i just cant help smiling...i feel so good. wee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, told you you're the only one who could make me happy right now...thanks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God indeed answers prayers. stig.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still praying hard though..for all will be well..for us. ehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"..I didn't really know not to let all my feelings show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;To save some for later so our love can be greater &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You said you would always love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Remember I said the same thing, too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You don't have to be frightened, with my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Because, I'll never give up on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -Let's wait awhile, Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ILY. and i miss you.. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-3239894899645895223?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3239894899645895223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=3239894899645895223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3239894899645895223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3239894899645895223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/chill.html' title='chill'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6860632941547680448</id><published>2006-10-16T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:30:38.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last na toh..</title><content type='html'>promise. =) oh, and i would like to thank my dad for playing senti/love/sad (?) old songs the whole day. iba rin mantrip tatay ko..rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After The Love Has Gone- EWF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For awhile to love was all we could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we were young and we knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and our eyes were alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Deep inside we knew our love was true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For awhile we paid no mind to the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we knew love would last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ev'ry night somethin' right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;would invite us to begin the dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somethin' happened along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what used to be happy was sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somethin' happened along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and yesterday was all we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And oh after the love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;how could you lead me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and not let me stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh oh oh after the love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what used to be right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can love that's lost be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For awhile to love each other with all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we would ever need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love was strong for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;never knew that what was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wrong oh baby wasn't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We tried to find what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;till sadness was all we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We were scared this affair would lead our love into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somethin' happened along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterday was all we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somethin' happened along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what used to be happy is sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somethin' happened along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh yesterday was all we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And oh after the love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;how could you lead me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and not let me stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh oh oh after the love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what used to be right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can love that's lost be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-6860632941547680448?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6860632941547680448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6860632941547680448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6860632941547680448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6860632941547680448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-na-toh.html' title='Last na toh..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-4928622687738177425</id><published>2006-10-16T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:33:33.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ee-mow</title><content type='html'>tsktsk. masama toh..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. (I'm Still Not Over You) - Rihanna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Whats up?&lt;br /&gt;I know we haven't spoken for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinkin bout you&lt;br /&gt;And it kinda made me smile&lt;br /&gt;So many things to say&lt;br /&gt;And I'll put em in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Thought it might be easier&lt;br /&gt;The words might come out better&lt;br /&gt;How's your mother, how's your little brother?&lt;br /&gt;Does he still look just like you?&lt;br /&gt;So many things I wanna know the answers to&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;br /&gt;And rewrite every line&lt;br /&gt;To the story of me and you&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;br /&gt;Still not over you&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, I really didn't mean to ramble on&lt;br /&gt;But there's a lot of feelings that remain since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;I guess you thought that I would put it all behind me&lt;br /&gt;But it seems there's always somethin right there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Like a silly joke, or somethin on the t.v.&lt;br /&gt;Boy it aint easy&lt;br /&gt;When I hear our song&lt;br /&gt;I get that same old feeling&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;br /&gt;Turn back the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;And I shouldn't be telling you&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;br /&gt;Still not over you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I kept all of your pictures&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the strength to part with them yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh no....&lt;br /&gt;Tried to erase the way your kisses taste&lt;br /&gt;But some things a girl can never forget&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;br /&gt;Still not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let Go-Ne-yo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its past tense&lt;br /&gt;Its been a minute since&lt;br /&gt;We were a couple&lt;br /&gt;And, walking and holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and I love yous&lt;br /&gt;Doing what lovers do&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;But baby that was then&lt;br /&gt;Cause now we don't&lt;br /&gt;Talk no more&lt;br /&gt;You gotta a new man&lt;br /&gt;And, it shouldn't bother me&lt;br /&gt;But girl its driving me, crazy&lt;br /&gt;And everybody says&lt;br /&gt;Boy why don't you just leave it alone&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I can&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I sit up all night&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' bout ya&lt;br /&gt;And know it ain't right, baby&lt;br /&gt;But I don't&lt;br /&gt;I don't think, don't think that I&lt;br /&gt;That I can let go (Don't think I can let you know)&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' on to hope&lt;br /&gt;I know its a foolish thought&lt;br /&gt;Think that someday she might come back&lt;br /&gt;Wish on it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' it may never happen&lt;br /&gt;But see I'm not a fool&lt;br /&gt;Cause no we don't&lt;br /&gt;Talk no more&lt;br /&gt;You gotta new man&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm gonna keep it safe&lt;br /&gt;I've got the patience&lt;br /&gt;That some lack...&lt;br /&gt;But everybody says&lt;br /&gt;Boy why don't you just leave it alone&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I can&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I sit up all night&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' bout ya&lt;br /&gt;And know it ain't right, baby&lt;br /&gt;But I don't&lt;br /&gt;I don't think, don't think that I&lt;br /&gt;That I can let go (Don't think I can let you know)&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can let you go&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No....&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I can let you go&lt;br /&gt;Let go...&lt;br /&gt;And everybody says...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I can...&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (With Ad-Libs)]&lt;br /&gt;I sit up all night&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' bout ya&lt;br /&gt;And know it ain't right, baby&lt;br /&gt;But I don't&lt;br /&gt;I don't think, don't think that I&lt;br /&gt;That I can let go (Don't think I can let you know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mali eh..tsktsk..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i miss you..ILY...still. damnit! =,c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-4928622687738177425?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4928622687738177425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=4928622687738177425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4928622687738177425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/4928622687738177425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/ee-mow.html' title='ee-mow'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-104985640628996004</id><published>2006-10-16T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T15:00:57.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3LW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No More&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Kiely)I'm getting little tired of your broken promises,promises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking at your pager seeing different numbers,numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Call you on your cell you hanging with the fellas,the fellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanging with my girls you always getting jealous and jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was with you when you didn't have no dollas,no dollas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanging at the crib chilling with your mama,your mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never fronted you never brought the drama,the drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you flip the script player please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridge:No I? not the one (say it again say it again oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one (you do or you don?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chorus:You do or you don? don? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will or you won? won? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more no more (baby I?a do it right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can or you can? can't be a man be a man man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more no more (baby I?a do it right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Adrienne)You Treat me like a lady when you open doors and doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then you wanna front when your with your boys your boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you gonna play me when I bought your clothes your clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ones that you be wearing when you with your doe's ya doe's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know you never thought I would have the nerve the nerve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think about it more since you at the curb the curb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blowing up my pager saying you want a chance a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen when I say it player please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Adrienne)I just want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what happened to our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we used to be best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where did it go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you gonna see how good it is with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I? tired and I? through with all your 'Listen baby'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Kiely)Boy you promised me Kate Spade but that was last year boy in the 8th grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you ain? biggie baby boy so no it ain? 1 more chance when your friends around you don?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;want to hold my hand and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you see a girl stylin and whillin by the mix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popping out the whips the whips the 5 or 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes fly chrome so pardon my tone here go a quarter go call Tyrone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you do or you don?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one say it again say it again oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I? tired of hearing baby I?a do it right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Never again never again no no no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one say it again say it again oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I? not the one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one Say it again sa-say it say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one Say it again sa-say it say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I can do better all by myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No I? not the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I? not the one the oneeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Gonna Make You Miss Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Intro]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ehh (what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'mon (c'mon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Here we go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyday I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With some girlfriend, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You think I could care less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About it (care less about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could keep it secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep playing pretend, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the way I feel you, I doubt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more waiting, hesitating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's gauranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're gonna wanna kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boy you wanna get with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know you can't resist me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Til you are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're about to find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I get what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once I've made up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Made up my mind, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna let you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turning it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That'll make you open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll be pulling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll be pulling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Passionately, cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're gonna wanna kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Til you are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've gotta know that something's up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll show you how I could love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll turn it on (I'll turn it on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I'll be gone (then I'll be gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But only 'til you come through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And feel the way that I do, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you love me baby (yeah, yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna hear you call my name (say again, say again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not gonna stop until you say it (say it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the... (time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you love me baby (what, what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna hear you call my name (Keelay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not gonna stop until you say it (uh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're gonna wanna kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna make you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-104985640628996004?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/104985640628996004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=104985640628996004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/104985640628996004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/104985640628996004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/3lw.html' title='3LW'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-9112824425062051817</id><published>2006-10-16T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T07:47:39.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If  You Forget Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know how this is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of the slow autumn at my window, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if I touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;near the fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the impalpable ash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or the wrinkled body of the log, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everything carries me to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as if everything that exists, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aromas, light, metals, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;were little boats that sail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toward those isles of yours that wait for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if little by little you stop loving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall stop loving you little by little.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If suddenly you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;forget me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do not look for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for I shall already have forgotten you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you think it long and mad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the wind of banners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that passes through my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and you decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to leave me at the shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of the heart where I have roots, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that on that day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at that hour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I shall lift my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and my roots will set off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to seek another land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if each day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;each hour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you feel that you are destined for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with implacable sweetness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if each day a flower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;climbs up to your lips to seek me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ah my love, ah my own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in me all that fire is repeated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my love feeds on your love, beloved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and as long as you live it will be in your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;without leaving mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love joey's blog. hehe. thanks love.. miss na kita. labas na tayo. hehe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-9112824425062051817?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/9112824425062051817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=9112824425062051817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/9112824425062051817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/9112824425062051817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-forget-me-by-pablo-neruda-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8384508112157682244</id><published>2006-10-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:35:15.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter</title><content type='html'>there's so much &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inside my heart right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;strong&gt; i choose to move on&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...still waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-8384508112157682244?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8384508112157682244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=8384508112157682244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8384508112157682244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8384508112157682244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/bitter.html' title='bitter'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-1005611313346656780</id><published>2006-10-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:17:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish ko lang</title><content type='html'>sana lang kung magcocomment kayo eh lagyan ng pangalan. i know it's &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; who wrote that and i'd appreciate it more if you wrote your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anonymous said... I love you, goodbye...Wish I could be the one...The one who could give you love...The kind of love you really needWish I could say to you..That I'll always stay with youBut baby that's not me-You need someone willing to give their heart and soul to youPromise you forever, baby that's something I can't doAll I could say that I'll be all you needBut that would be a lieI know I'd only hurt youI know I'd only make you cryI'm not the one you're needingI love you, goodbye...I hope someday you can Find some way to understand I'm only doing this for youI don't really wanna go..But deep in my heart I know this is the kindest thing to do....You'll find someone who could be that i'll never beWho'll give you something betterThan the love you'll find with meAll I could say that I'll be all you wantBut that would be a lieI know I'd only hurt youI know I'd only make you cryI'm not the one you're needingI love you, goodbyeLeaving someone that you loveIs the hardest thing to do&lt;strong&gt;When you love someone as much as I love youOh I don't wanna leave youBaby it tears me up insideBut I'll never be the one you're needingI love you, goodbyeBaby, its not gonna work outI love you, goodbye&lt;/strong&gt; 5:55 PM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, really??? sorry na, bitter parin eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a long, long time for me to be happy again. =,c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to myself: move on camie..&lt;strong&gt;MOVE ON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-1005611313346656780?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1005611313346656780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=1005611313346656780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1005611313346656780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1005611313346656780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/wish-ko-lang.html' title='wish ko lang'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6928727923360307854</id><published>2006-10-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:05:22.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take My Heart Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It'll be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tommorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't you shed a tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will still be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We'll battle all your fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now I'll... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take my heart back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leave your pictures on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Steal back my memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take it anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've cried my eyes out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,and now I face the years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The way you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanished all the tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just a little more time was all we needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just a little time for me to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,the light that life can give you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,how we get such a free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now I'll... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take my heart back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leave your pictures on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Steal back my memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take it anymore I've cried my eyes out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,and now I face the years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The way you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vanished all the tear&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/19135738-6928727923360307854?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6928727923360307854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6928727923360307854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6928727923360307854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6928727923360307854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-my-heart-back.html' title='Take My Heart Back'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-1684978307681722457</id><published>2006-10-15T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:44:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking free</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i've decided to let go...=c&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, we (blockmates) had this sem-ender inuman session at Drew's katip. sergio was there...at first, i was so trying to pretend that i'm ok and stuff. yun yung napagusapan eh. pretend that we're not a couple anymore right? anyway, ang habang pagtitiis yun super..then finally, after having too much alcohol in my system already, i gave up. bumigay nako. super thanks kay kyla for saving me from my misery. she somehow enlightened me that time. thanks dear. :) that moment was too mucht hat i don't wanna make kwento it anymore. yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my barkada (vicka, melai &amp; dang plus SJ--i love you so much guys!) witnessed those dramatic moments i had. so, after Drew's we went to Cantina para makapag-chill and maglabasan ng sama ng loob. i love my barkada. they always make me happy. =) after Cantina, we went to Cafe B-something (i forgot) to eat crepe's! well, they had crepe's while i had some tea becasue i was too drunk and wasted already. then finally, we went to dang's place para mag-sleepover. yun naman. super, big open-up session na etoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just arrived home from dang's place. i stayed there ulit yesterday. nag-glorietta/greenbelt naman kami and esquinita-eastwood-then back to esquinita during the night. i love dang. sobrang bonding kami kahapon. it's like those sex and the city talks..haha. basta yun. i love you duday! tom ah? *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng taong pinagkatiwalaan ko nung friday, please? alam niyo na yun. super i trust you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you, i know you read my letter na. i meant everything i wrote there. right now, i'm struggling with all of my emotions. i miss you, i still want you...i still want us. but i'm gonna be ok..i have to. what you asked from me, i gave it to you. i'll just wait for our time again...i'll wait for the time you're gonna come back. i know you are, but now isn't just the right time. God knows when and i'll just trust Him. everything's so hard for me right now that i just wanna break down and cry. but i'm so tired of crying coz it wouldn't give you back to me right? i know God gave me this challenge to learn from my mistakes. and i iknow i i could and will get through this coz He wouldn't give me something like this if He knows i couldn't handle it. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hurting, still wanting...i so friggin' miss you already. =c even if you're gone, i'll still prove to you all the things i said before. though if i'm doing this without you, i'll keep on proving and showing to you that i've already changed. NO MATTER HOW LONG THIS WILL TAKE I WILL FUCKIN' WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it's worth it. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong if i say I still love you? coz i really, really do...*tear*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-1684978307681722457?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1684978307681722457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=1684978307681722457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1684978307681722457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/1684978307681722457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/breaking-free.html' title='breaking free'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8651765451032819693</id><published>2006-10-13T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:29:32.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Ain't Over 'til It's Over Lyrics-Lenny Kravitz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here we are still together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We are one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So much time wasted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Playing games with love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many tears I've cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So much pain inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But baby It ain't over 'til it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many years we've tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;To keep our love alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But baby it ain't over 'til it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;How many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Did we give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But we always worked things out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And all my doubts and fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kept me wondering, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I'd always, always be in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many tears I've cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So much pain inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But baby It ain't over 'til it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many years we've tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And kept our love alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many tears I've cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So much pain inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Baby It ain't over 'til it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL CRIED OUT&lt;/strong&gt;- Allure (featuring 112) [edited. hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allure: All alone on a Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside I see the rain is falling whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside I'm slowly dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the rain will hide my crying, crying, crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you, don't you know my tears will burn the pillow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Set this place on fire 'cause I'm tired of your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I needed was a simple hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the traffic was so noisy that you could not hear me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I, I gave you my love in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My body never knew such pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart never knew such pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you, you leave me so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;112: Never wanted to see things your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to go astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh why was I such a fool, [baby], oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I see that the grass is greener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it too late for me to find my way home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How could I be so wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allure: Leaving me all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;112 &amp;Allure: Don't you know my tears will cause an inferno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Romance often fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why should I take the blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were the one who left me neglected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;112: I'm so sorry baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allure: Apology not accepted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add me to the broken hearts you've collected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;112 &amp;amp;Allure: I, I gave you all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How was I to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That you would awaken so easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I, I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I, I gave you my love in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My body never knew such pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart never knew such pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allure: And you, you leave me so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;112: Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please forgive me, [baby]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-2843852047244236104</id><published>2006-10-13T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:55:38.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;good morning sunshine, time to face a new day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what we've agreed upon, it would be put to a test later. our block's having this "sem-ender" inuman at Drew's. so magkikita nanaman kami. haay...i just hope i have the enough strength to control myself and wish that it will turn out fine. *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap pala yung ganito noh...you're gonna prove something but the other's very uncertain. so sad.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana kasi hindi matigas ulo ko eh. para hindi naging ganito. it's complicated na nga before..naging much more complicated na ngayon. haay...REGRETS..i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, let's see if this will work for me. for us. wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ILY. and i miss your love for me...super.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug..super.. =c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-2843852047244236104?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2843852047244236104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=2843852047244236104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/2843852047244236104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ganun na yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, all i need to do are TRUST him, and do whatever i can just to prove that i am so willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttttttttttttt for as long as you want me to. and i'll just truuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuussssssssssssstttttttttttt that everything will turn out fine for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll trust God that He would find time for us to get back together..well, officially. no matter how long it takes, i'll wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and of course, i'll trust you. whatever you'll do after we talked, i'll trust you. yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions in my mind right now....so many "what if's"...*sigh* pero ok lang. tiwala nalang. kakayanin...sasaya naman after eh...right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life nga naman...haay...oh wel, game na toh. steady lang...sana.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*♥♥♥...still and always... =)&lt;div 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(10/11/2006 7:35:47 PM): kasi...inappropriate&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:35:56 PM): you're in a relationship. not a business.&lt;br /&gt;camie (10/11/2006 7:36:09 PM): i know..siya lang naman may pakana niyan eh&lt;br /&gt;camie (10/11/2006 7:36:17 PM): kasi daw i dont remember my promises&lt;br /&gt;camie (10/11/2006 7:36:20 PM): tss&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:36:32 PM): arguements come pero paulit ulit na na parang walang pinatutunguhan e&lt;br /&gt;camie (10/11/2006 7:36:33 PM): now, i can't commit a mistake??? kahit maliit lang??? &lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:36:40 PM): ayun nga sakto&lt;br /&gt;camie (10/11/2006 7:37:11 PM): pero vicx, naiinis ako kasi super galit ako sakanya dahil sa pananakit niya pero why am i still longing for him???&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:37:25 PM): nasanay e..&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:37:27 PM): ganun ata talaga&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:37:37 PM): the longing stays there for a while&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:37:47 PM): attachment brings longing&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:37:56 PM): kamusta naman yung mga words of wisdom ko dyan hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:25 PM): oo. sabi nga ni st augustine, if he comes back, he's yours. if he doesn't, he never was&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:37 PM): end of the sem naman e&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:37 PM): heal during the sembreak&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:37 PM): kahit onti&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:45 PM): tas tapangan sa pasukan&lt;br /&gt;vicka (10/11/2006 7:49:49 PM): pero malay mo umayos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan naman..aylavyew veekuh mureeh! shet, natitibo nanaman ako sayo. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*toot* sad mode again...haaay...please????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-805743926153373298?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8877918874956162429</id><published>2006-10-11T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:22:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope you're reading this. because i just want to let you know that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy- KC and Jojo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Intro]I'm goin', I'm goin' crazy baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, I don't know what, what &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm doin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See, baby I apologize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I've done, that I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See I know that I've been a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For far too long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby you don't have to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go and run away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just come back to [mama]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please baby, baby won't you stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you really love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then why are you leavin' me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think about this crazy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lose sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to daydream about you, baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm goin' crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinkin' about you lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm goin' crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinkin' about you baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm goin' crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinkin' about you lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm goin' crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I can't touch you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I can't hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I can't see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally realize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you are my true love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I had a lot of time to think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're all I seem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep think, to keep thinkin' of, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I know I need ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each and every day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't live without ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't run away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby you said that you love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why are you leavin' me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why, why, why, why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can't see you, I can't see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can't see you, if I can't see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can't see you, if I can't see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can't see you again, I'll go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, oh, I go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matter of fact, I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I go crazyI go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm goin' crazyI think I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm goin' crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's go crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hindi ko na kayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! *whew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*please???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-8877918874956162429?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8877918874956162429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=8877918874956162429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8877918874956162429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8877918874956162429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/crazy.html' title='crazy'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6354917353440016123</id><published>2006-10-11T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:52:23.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Good morning sunshine...time to face the day with tears in your eyes... =c&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Harder To Breathe-Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So condescending unnecessarily critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have the tendency of getting very physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You drain me dry and make me wonder why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm even here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not fit to funkin' tread the ground that I'm walking on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should know better you never listened to what I said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Does it kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Does it burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is it painful to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That it's me that has all the control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Does it thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Does it sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you feel what I bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you wish that you had me to hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-6354917353440016123?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6354917353440016123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6354917353440016123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6354917353440016123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6354917353440016123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-morning-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6176789530553636836</id><published>2006-10-10T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:43:39.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time..</title><content type='html'>i finally gave up. after begging you for a very long time, i just give up. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you're right..things aren't working for us anymore. i got too possesive with this relationship. i wanted it to work so much that my love weakened it. i ran out of trust. i guess all that i gave was too much..i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hurt me. i'm so regretting alot of stuff..i'm out of words how to describe the pain i'm feeling right now..it's just too..PAINFUL. ayoko na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on is such a hard and painful thing to do for me right now..but i know i'm gonna make it. God give me the strength..please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cancelled my friendster account na. it's too much for me already. bitter na sa bitter pero ayoko na..those memories will just kill me. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to write anymore. i'm just too hurt and tired. gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i loved you so much..i never loved any guy the way i loved you. i'm sorry it didn't work out for us..i'm really sorry... =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Time- Neyo&lt;br /&gt;How come you don't make time for me anymore&lt;br /&gt;That's the last thing she said to you&lt;br /&gt;And now when you call she don't answer anymore&lt;br /&gt;Or the line is busy and you can't get through&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take you to learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take to dial the phone&lt;br /&gt;In the time it will take you to realize her greatness, she'll be gone, she's moved on&lt;br /&gt;To someone who takes the time&lt;br /&gt;Her love wasn't a priority to you&lt;br /&gt;You had other things on your mind&lt;br /&gt;And now that it's much to little and so far too late&lt;br /&gt;The busy signals all that's left behind&lt;br /&gt;You're all alone&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take you to learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take to dial the phone&lt;br /&gt;In the time it will take you to realize her greatness, she'll be gone, she's moved on&lt;br /&gt;To someone who takes the time&lt;br /&gt;Hey, no one knows what they have until they don't&lt;br /&gt;And by then it doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;You're all alone&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take you to learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;In the time it would take to dial the phone&lt;br /&gt;And the time it would take you to realize her greatness, she'll be gone (she'll be gone)&lt;br /&gt;In the time it will take you to realize her greatness, she'll be gone, she's moved on&lt;br /&gt;Hang up the phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-6176789530553636836?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6176789530553636836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6176789530553636836' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6176789530553636836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6176789530553636836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/time.html' title='it&apos;s time..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-5912978876127793428</id><published>2006-10-09T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T08:10:15.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's complicated</title><content type='html'>i had a very interesting weekend...uh-huh. last sat, i went to sergio's place. i made kulit him nanaman about you know....and we had this super intimate (as in a serious one) talk. had this contract signing and am content of what i got again...i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so many realizations last saturday. everything just came into my mind. i was quiet coz i was thinking all of them...but i'm still insisting for this. even though there were more conditions. i accept and agree. coz I TRUST YOU. just pls. dont take that for granted. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, my dad and i went to our sunday worship. grabe, ang ganda nung service. as in SAPUL sakin. singing part palang, i was teary eyed na. tapos may sinabi yung pastor na super napaiyak ako. my dad didn't mind me. he knows yata why i was like that. anyway, i made a covenant with God yesterday. I'm gonna lift our relationship up to Him. He's the only one i could trust with our relationship. bahala na Siya kung anong gusto niyang mangyari satin...i'm just gonna follow Him. Oh, if you'e wondering why i still keep on insisting us, I asked something kay God. Basta, it's just between the two of us. I just want this relationship to last coz i promised i'm gonna love you til i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that everytime you say "I love you", you mean it. not just for the sake of it. i trust that you still do..I TRUST YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay..everything's so different. ang tigas kasi ng ulo ko eh! punyeta. basta, eto na toh. pag nagkamali pa, ayaw ko na rin. pagod nako eh. basta...*prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! thanks baby...hugs. *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"...(baby I'm a fool)Am I stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(baby I'm a fiend)Addicted to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(baby I don't know)But your my get right when it's rong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(baby it's your smile)Makes me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(baby it's your touch)So relaxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(whatever it is)Without it i just can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I want you to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't need nothin' else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All I need is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why don't you just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why don't you just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why don't you just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why don't you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;justStay with me..." ---Stay, Ne-yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-5912978876127793428?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5912978876127793428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=5912978876127793428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/5912978876127793428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/5912978876127793428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-complicated.html' title='it&apos;s complicated'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-8105704966181785640</id><published>2006-10-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:27:55.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>Though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smile&lt;br /&gt;With your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of crying&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worth while&lt;br /&gt;If you just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's breakin'&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smile&lt;br /&gt;Through your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time&lt;br /&gt;You must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of crying&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worth while&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-8105704966181785640?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8105704966181785640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=8105704966181785640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8105704966181785640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/8105704966181785640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-6966939052036823676</id><published>2006-10-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:12:26.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant We try?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see your face cloud over like a little girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And your eyes have lost their shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You whisper something softly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not meant to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby tell me what's on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't' care what people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About the two of us from different worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you so much that it hurts inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please listen to me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little bit harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we give just a little bit more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That it's love we're fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little more passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little less pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you so much baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That it tears me up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear you on the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With god knows who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spilling out your heart for free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone needs someone they can talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl that someone should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So many times i've tried to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You just turn away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is changing so fast now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leaves me lonely and afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little bit harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we give just a little bit more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That it's love we're fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little more passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little less pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you so much baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That it tears me up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let our love fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter what people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need you more and more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little bit harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we give just a little bit more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little bit harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we give just a little bit more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little more passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't we try just a little less pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you so much baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tears me up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-6966939052036823676?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6966939052036823676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=6966939052036823676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6966939052036823676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/6966939052036823676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/sound-trip.html' title='Cant We try?'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-3481977420783861172</id><published>2006-10-06T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:48:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naiinis ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;oh, i'm not gonna use my friendster anymore. wala lang. nakakawalang gana na kasi eh. i'm just getting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frustrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with what i'm seeing there. haay. i'm just gonna check it if there are messages there. i'll know if i'm gonna check my email. so yun. bye-bye friendster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-3481977420783861172?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3481977420783861172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=3481977420783861172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3481977420783861172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/3481977420783861172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/tsk.html' title='tsk'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-116003099218745568</id><published>2006-10-05T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:49:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i had my hk 93 finals exam kaninang 7am. fudge. i didn't follow the direction on the 3rd part of the exam. TRUE/FALSE modified but instead of corecting it, write the word that makes the statement wrong. so what i did is i corrected the statement. oh ha...galing. tsktsk! i hate myself! so now what???? haay...bahala na si Lord sa grade ko. HE knows naman all the efforts that i made sa subj na yun. sana kausapin niya si mam to give me a fair grade. 3 is fine..well, 2.75 is better. =) hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i went home, studied for badminton (yes, we had a badminton WRITTEN exam. haha) then went to school early coz sergio asked me to (he's still sick. =c) then sinamahan si boyfriend, then went to class to take the exam, then sinamahan ulit si boyfriend na tulog sa bleachers, then went home. si boyfriend? pumasok sa swimming class niya coz may "pasmaton" (?) sila. sayang, i couldn't watch him coz i have to do something here sa bahay. rawr. edi sana, todo alaga ako sakanya right? haay...oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm really worried about him. baka kasi mabinat siya and stuff. aww..sick baby..wawa naman,, =c basta, i promise to take care of you tom okie? *huuuuuug!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i need to sleep. i lack sleep already. i could see dark circles around my eyes na. eek! tumatanda nako..nooooooooo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*i love you so much! *mwah* ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-116003099218745568?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/116003099218745568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=116003099218745568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/116003099218745568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/116003099218745568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/exam-day.html' title='exam day'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115996439031924579</id><published>2006-10-04T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:19:50.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months!!! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yipee! 9 months already! uh-huh uh-huh! i'm just so happy!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even though we worked the whole afternoon, i had fun with him. had lunch with him sa katipunan then seeing him get sick (again) and taking care of him...happy mehn..yehes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, we had this HK 92 interclass compet. sobrang STRESS. haay..still, enjoy naman siya. masaya! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you baby! and what i have to say to you today, they're all in the letter. i know you read it already but still! hehe. looooooooooooooovvvvvveeeeee!!!! ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finals sa first aid bukas. PUTANGINA. don't ask. ehk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115996439031924579?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115996439031924579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115996439031924579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115996439031924579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115996439031924579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/9-months.html' title='9 months!!! ♥'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115987362148043017</id><published>2006-10-03T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:07:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"...Now on second thought maybe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we'll give&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This love another try&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'Cause &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't see you with no one else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selfish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So let's go, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's go slow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You know all you need to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It could end one day but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just say we'll see &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how far it goes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;---Pls Baby Don't-Sergio Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115987362148043017?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115987362148043017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115987362148043017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115987362148043017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115987362148043017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115986558670532543</id><published>2006-10-03T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:55:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday, Ateneo lost. boooo! i hate it. i'm still devastated about it. pota, bitter...haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitter...sobra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a rough morning kanina. i so hated myself for doing those things. I REALLY HATE MYSELF. i keep on messing it up. now im stuck with a deal that's so unfair for me. oh well, atleast i still got what i want. i think i deserve that deal. God, help me..coz i'm still trying to understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that things are ok now for the both of us..but there's still sadness inside me. starting today, everything's gonna be different...i think. haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my life. i was about to give up na nga kanina. but there's something inside me that keeps on pushing me to still hang-on and never give up. Naaawa nako sa sarili ko pero i need, have and want to do this. LOVE pare. i'm having emotional conflicts inside me right now...i need help. i want to be different. i want to show him i've improved. I REALLY WANT TO CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so desperate...shit. i'm just gonna hope that what we've agreed upon will work fine for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need to do now is to hope and believe. i just wish i have the enough faith to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad..yet happy.. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115986558670532543?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115986558670532543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115986558670532543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115986558670532543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115986558670532543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115960586160467039</id><published>2006-09-30T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:45:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this one's for you VICKA. =)</title><content type='html'>just keep pokin'. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://games.lycos.com/html_poke/poke_penguin.htm" style="width:500px;height:400px" border="0" frameborder="0" style="border:0px solid #000000" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" allowautotransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115960586160467039?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115960586160467039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115960586160467039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115960586160467039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115960586160467039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-ones-for-you-vicka.html' title='this one&apos;s for you VICKA. =)'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115960468484426076</id><published>2006-09-30T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:26:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honooo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ok. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juniors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; division. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ateneo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won. (aymzowprowdovyew guyz!) yeah boi. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it's a sign baby! *prays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANIMO ATENEO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (oh yeah. feel like you're an &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ATENISTA.&lt;/span&gt; =p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;loves et. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kahit sa TV nalang ako nanonood, feel ko parin. naka-&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ATENEO&lt;/span&gt; shirt ako ngayon mehn. f na f ko. sureee na... haha! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seniors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; game na...it's time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;haha!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; GO ATENEO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115960468484426076?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115960468484426076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115960468484426076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115960468484426076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115960468484426076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/honooo.html' title='honooo....'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115949348956420618</id><published>2006-09-29T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:31:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;still, no classes..yeah boi. nacancel nanaman exam ko for today. wee! i loved the typhoon..it made my academic life..uhh..peaceful..? haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pero yesterday was a total disaster..no communications whatsoever..ang hirap mehn. labo ng signal ng sun, malabo rin ang globe--lag palagi. tapos yung phone namin, biglang dead. bad trip coz nung ako na yung gagamit, boglang nawala. amp..sa sobrang inis ko kahapon, i just slept. nakatulugan ko tuloy yung kaisa-isang katext ko nun...si sergio. hehe. sorry baby! *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i dunno if i'm gonna go out later..wala pang tubig samin..pota. kating-kati nako. but take note! HINDI AKO MABAHO. hahaha! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*bakit mo binaba yung phone kanina?? sinagot ko lang yung callwait eh..haay..oh well, i just hope na tumawag ka ulit coz i can't make any outgoing calls. BV. rawr. anyway, i love you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115949348956420618?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115949348956420618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115949348956420618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115949348956420618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115949348956420618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/yey_29.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115940567502789645</id><published>2006-09-28T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:07:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stormy (and VERY windy) day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yey! no classes today! =) that means, cancelled yung lahat ng exams ko today! weee!!! haha! i was too lazy to study kasi yesterday...it was so cold and i wanted to sleep all night long! God answered my prayer...thanks Lord! =) sana tom din walang pasok para wala narin ako exam sa hk 109..haha! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the only problem is, it's gonna be super boring here sa house. yikes..kung hindi ba naman kasi malakas yung hangin eh siguro makakalabas pako. hahaha! even the storm couldn't stop me from going out..haha! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cancelled 2nd game ng Ateneo-Ust. aww..sa sat nalang daw. can't wait can't wait!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm running out of things to write. gotta go. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i loooooooove you!!! hugs&amp;amp;kisses ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115940567502789645?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115940567502789645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115940567502789645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115940567502789645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115940567502789645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/stormy-and-very-windy-day.html' title='stormy (and VERY windy) day'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115934672701213211</id><published>2006-09-27T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:47:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing in september</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F.U.N. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i got to UP at around 8am because we had this first aid thingy for the Judo Interclass competition. astig ng mga babae sa hk...ang lalakas eh! hehe. they always won compared to the boys..hay nako..mahiya naman kayo! haha! =p i dunno if hk got the most gold medals..SANA. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that, Dancing in September naman. yeah. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i danced with my advance streetdance class. yeah boi, break dancin' ka buh?! haha! sergio watched..yipee!! too abd di na nakaabot si joey love..tagal kasi eh. aww...don't feel guilty love. ok lang tlaga. sorry na rin kung kelangan ko ng umalis kagad. i have so many exams tom kasi eh. next time, promise. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;baby, thanks for watching! it is very much appreciated that you watched my performance. =) yey! love love ko baby ko! *mmmmmwaaaaaahhh* ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haay..buong araw na may exam bukas. rawr...time to study. pfft. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115934672701213211?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115934672701213211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115934672701213211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115934672701213211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115934672701213211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/dancing-in-september_27.html' title='dancing in september'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115917717748392809</id><published>2006-09-25T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:39:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE BIG FIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha! i just love saying that. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday, i went to watch the UAAP finals game between ATeneo and UST with my love, joey! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the game was soooooooo exciting! &lt;strong&gt;intense&lt;/strong&gt; is the word that could best describe it. =) sobrang astig ng ateneo kasi last 1 sec...nagkamiracle shot from kramer. yeah boi..we believe! haha! =)) it was so funny coz i was the only one who's wearing blue and cheering for ateneo in the "yellow crowd". oh ha, sinong makapal ang mukha at mayabang diyan?! hahaha! pero it was fun naman..i enjoyed watching alot with Joey. =) thanks love! *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, i got my tiger ears already..and the "book". hmm..interesting.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sergio's back from davao&lt;/span&gt;. yey! he got us (my family and i. hehe) pasalubongs (plural kasi marami. haha)! he got my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pearl bracelet&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; some &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pastries &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;? tantantan....a &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pearl necklace&lt;/span&gt;! it was so niiiiiiiiiceeee! loved it! he wore it nga sakin eh..and i was surprised to see that necklace. biro mo, he's not that type who gives material stuff (or any stuff at that matter. hehe) pero he gave me a necklace...awww....sweet. =) thanks so much baby! i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; loved it! =) oh, magiging akin din yung bracelet..hahaha! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super saya ko ngayon kahit na hindi ko nakuha kay sergio (ahem!) ang gusto ko...hahahaha! disappointed baby. tsktsk. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*i loooooooooooove you!!! and i'll always will! *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*** a very clumsy moment: kanina, in school sergio and i went to the ISSI bldg. to do something *ahem* and when we're going back to the gym na, while walking down the stairs i fell! super poised pa pagkahulog ko...tapos si sergio di ako sinalo. tsktsk..bad baby. di man lang ako sinave...*sigh* nice boyfriend. haha. so ngayon ang sakit ng hips ko pati ng neck ko (huh?!). oh well..funny talaga. wala lang. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115917717748392809?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115917717748392809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115917717748392809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115917717748392809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115917717748392809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-big-fight.html' title='ONE BIG FIGHT!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115906217480427891</id><published>2006-09-24T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:42:54.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coolness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - track your genealogical lineage" alt="MyHeritage - track your genealogical lineage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/08/91/27/089127_3296160c0e51540tef8503.jpg" width="500" height="579" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115906217480427891?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115906217480427891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115906217480427891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115906217480427891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115906217480427891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/coolness.html' title='coolness'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115905988411260395</id><published>2006-09-24T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:04:44.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night</title><content type='html'>last night was a fun. i got home very, very late because bries' mom doesn't want us to leave yet. ehe. anyway, i was so surprised because there weren't that much guests and there were so many vacant tables. the UP people are just a few..those who are expected didn't come. aww..and the party started so late. i got so hungry.. =c hehe. when bries finally got down, she was beautiful. loved her gown..and the program was fun as well. too bad sergio was not there at the 18 roses thingy..ang touchy nung mga descriptions sa mga tao. and oh, i was so amazed because i got to see and talk again with most of my batchmates in miriam...i missed them so much! so bonding naman ako with some of them while waiting for dinner...aww.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the program was great...the mCHS PEpsquad HArdcourt performed a dance number with bri ( aww...i missed you guys so much!) na super nainggit kami ni anne. haha! dibale babes, we're gonna dance together again next time! =) and the band of Gem and his friends was super good. loved their music. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the party wasn't that bad after all. though there were not that plenty of guests, it was still a blast and i could tell bries enjoyed it. =) i love you, love! HAppy birthday! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, i'm gonna watch the finals of the UAAP with Joey...Ateneo vs UST. yeah! GO ATENEO!!! wee!! haha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i miss you! yey! uwi kana later... =) i love u so much!! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115905988411260395?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115905988411260395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115905988411260395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115905988411260395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115905988411260395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* baby, i so wish that you're here tonight..para di parents ko ang kasma ko sa party ni bri. =c oh well. pasalubong ko! gusto ko bearcat. cuddly bearcat! yey! haha! =p aymeezyewzowmats! uwi ka na..pls? ehe. =) i loooooooooove you!!!♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah boi. love the hearts. ♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115900722568733744?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115900722568733744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115900722568733744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115900722568733744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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then I'll be blue'&lt;br /&gt;Cause breaking up his hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you held me tight&lt;br /&gt;And you kissed me all through the night&lt;br /&gt;Think of all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up Is Hard To Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that breaking up is hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, I know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that this is the end&lt;br /&gt;Instead of breaking up I wish that we were making up again&lt;br /&gt;We were making up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you&lt;br /&gt;Don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Can't we give our love just one more try&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, let's start a new'&lt;br /&gt;Cause breaking up is hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Love That Will Last&lt;br /&gt;Renee Olstead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a little something more&lt;br /&gt;Don't want the middle or the one before&lt;br /&gt;I don't desire a complicated past I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that you love&lt;br /&gt;Say im the one&lt;br /&gt;Don't kiss and hug me and then try to run&lt;br /&gt;I don't do drama&lt;br /&gt;My tears don't fall fast&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) I don't want a just a memory&lt;br /&gt;Gives me forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't even think about saying good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i want just one love to be enough&lt;br /&gt;And remain in my heart till i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So call me romantic&lt;br /&gt;Oh i guess that must be so&lt;br /&gt;Theres something more that you oughta know&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave you&lt;br /&gt;So don't even ask&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) I don't want a just a memory&lt;br /&gt;Gives me forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't even think about saying good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i want just one love to be enough&lt;br /&gt;And remain in my heart till i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres little more that i need&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share all the air you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kinda girl to complicate the past&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;I want a love the love that last&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;I just want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;Want a love that will last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115889879748060772?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115889879748060772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115889879748060772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115889879748060772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115889879748060772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/since-sergios-way-down-south.html' title='since sergio&apos;s way down south..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115889850973516086</id><published>2006-09-22T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:16:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love this song</title><content type='html'>NEVER MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;The Association&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me if there'll come a time&lt;br /&gt;When I grow tired of you&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder if this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Will lose its desire for you&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think love will end&lt;br /&gt;When you know that my whole life depends&lt;br /&gt;On you (on you)&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you fear I'll change my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I won't require you&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;Never my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you think love will end&lt;br /&gt;When I've asked you to spend your whole life&lt;br /&gt;With me (with me, with me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115889850973516086?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115889811043255876</id><published>2006-09-22T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:01:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS sucks!</title><content type='html'>i'm having my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;menstrual cramps&lt;/span&gt; right now...it's so &lt;strong&gt;painful!&lt;/strong&gt; i didn't go to school na nga coz i couldn't walk and stay standing that long. rawr. i hate this day! actually, yesterday din. long story basta it's all this stupid dysmennorhea's fault...*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last wed. our advance ballroom class had this ballroom dance compet. held at the college of social work. grabe, experience talaga siya. that was the first time i entered a competition that i danced ballroom. super kinakabahan talaga ako. my parents watched...just them. sergio wasn't able to watch becasue of some reasons..and for me, they were kinda lame. but oh well, i understood naman so i didn't make kulit him to still go and watch. i was so jealous of my other classmates coz their boyfriends were there and supporting them. mine, wala. but i still appreciated his effort to text me before the compet. yeah..but still, that kinda made me hurt. la lang...maybe becasue i'm too inggit of my classmates. oh well. thank God, i dealt with that in a positive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partner and i made it through the semi-finals round. too bad we didn't win. but it was ok.. we had fun naman eh. yey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh! the high school kids were sooooo &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;. as in! haha, la lang! :) congrats to all the winners! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived home very, very late so the next day i was so sabog. plus a sudden menstrual cramps just tops everything off. how cool could my day get yesterday..pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so enough of my PMS moments. sergio's at the airport right now with his family. they're going to davao and stay there til sunday. aww...missing baby.. =p you guys take care there ok? pasalubong ko! haha! kiddin'. oh, be a good baby...please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i love you so much!!&lt;/span&gt; and i'm very sorry for being very masungit and for irritating you yesterday. PMS, pls understand nalang.. *mwah* lovelove!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115889811043255876?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115889811043255876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115889811043255876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115889811043255876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115889811043255876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/pms-sucks.html' title='PMS sucks!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115858412562005861</id><published>2006-09-18T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:57:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves et. =)</title><content type='html'>[baby] Sergio: baby baby baby =)&lt;br /&gt;camie: what?&lt;br /&gt;[baby] Sergio: may poem ako for you..&lt;br /&gt;[baby] Sergio: wait..&lt;br /&gt;camie: game&lt;br /&gt;camie: !&lt;br /&gt;[baby] Sergio: You came from my dreams,Filling my heart.Walking beside me,Holding me closeThe gentleness you bestowed upon meThe closeness we shareLeaves me in awe of you.&lt;br /&gt;So many truths of dreams and desiresHeld so tight.Hidden just below the surfaceA heart no longer silentThe need to share the realityOf such purity of essence&lt;br /&gt;You see me as I amI wear no mask before youStanding vulnerable, shy, soft, and lovingNo pretending, it is very realYou're not my imagination,But what was missing from my soul&lt;br /&gt;A piece of cloth,Woven so close.Threads intertwinedEach touched by the other.Held tight, each making the other strongWith every thread, it becomes more completeOne in the same, each enhancing the other&lt;br /&gt;Do we stand and questionThe purity of this moment&lt;br /&gt;[baby] Sergio: Together in sight of a common goalOr merely brushing it aside, and settlingWith a mere existence&lt;br /&gt;Will we have the courageTo open our hearts,Letting our souls reach out,Sharing completely&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this could be ... that last chanceCould we just walk away ?Or reach for all the dreams to come true&lt;br /&gt;camie: you just never fail to make my smile, do you?&lt;br /&gt;camie: aww..love it. san mo naman nakuha yan?&lt;br /&gt;[baby] Sergio: hehe.. thats what i do best baby! mwah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. =) love you! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115858412562005861?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115858412562005861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115858412562005861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115858412562005861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115858412562005861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/loves-et.html' title='loves et. =)'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115857932168370679</id><published>2006-09-18T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:35:21.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho-hum</title><content type='html'>i'm bored...yep..when did i never get bored? rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my tiger ears na! joey love, where are they?? game nako maging tiger..haha! RAWRRR. (with matching hand gesture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game nakong mangakit ng isang tao diyan..let's get it on, babe! haha! hussssssshhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, bored bored BORED! ehk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;i looooooooove you!&lt;/strong&gt; congrats sa pagkapanalo sa PS2 game kanina! videogame freak..eek! haha! *mwahmwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115857932168370679?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115857932168370679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115857932168370679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115857932168370679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115857932168370679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/ho-hum.html' title='ho-hum'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115849701198330373</id><published>2006-09-17T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:43:32.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's good.. (yeah boi)</title><content type='html'>oh, so, so good! yupyup! i'm just so happy..why? we're ok na! =) all i need pala is palamigin ang ulo niya...woooohooooo!! yeah boi..aylaveet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night we went to our blockmate Danya's debut at Albergus Resto. [belated] happy birthday dearest!! =) it was a fun night..the food was ok.. hehe =) saya nung mga taga-hk..sobrang kulit! we had fun just by entertaining ourselves..haha. loves et. after that, i went home narin kagad...i was so darn sleepy na kasi. rawr. sergio and i went home na..uish. =) he spent the night here ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina naman, i went to araneta coll. to watch the UAAP basketball semis with my dahling Joey. =)  ok, so i thought yung womens game lang ang papanoorin namin..but noooo! di na kami umalis ng araneta coz we stayed na to watch the other women's and juniors game plus the Ateneo-Adamson and Ue-Ust games..coolnees. sumakit ang ulo at major energy level down to the highest level ako..haha! di gna seryoso...ang hyper ko nung morning pero pagdating nung ue-ust game, wala na..bangag nako. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to all the winners! oh, oh! i so missed this: GO ATENEO!!!! haha! missed cheering that. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta end this na. i'm super tired and my head's kinda hurtin' already..hehe. lovelove! *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;i loooooooooooooooooooooooooovvvveeeee you baby!!&lt;/strong&gt; =) i'll never let you go! uish! =p *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115849701198330373?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115849701198330373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115849701198330373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115849701198330373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115849701198330373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/lifes-good-yeah-boi.html' title='life&apos;s good.. (yeah boi)'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115835975055758817</id><published>2006-09-16T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:35:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging on</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just couldn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, vicka and i were talking about a probable solution to &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;problem. so i tried talking to him right after that. but when i heard his voice already, something stopped me from saying to or asking him what i was about to ask. i just can't..di ko kaya. i realized as we were "talking". so i decided to end our conversation and sobrang init na rin ng ulo mo and i don't want it to get worse. i just couldn't bear to prolong this agony..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at hindi ko parin matake yung profile mo sa friendster...shit, &lt;em&gt;natatakot ako&lt;/em&gt;.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast, im not making kulit you anymore. i'm not making "habol" or something. i just want you to calm down and no matter how long that will take, i'm willing to wait. i know you don't want to talk to me right now so i'm just gonna shut up as well. i hope you're satisfied na with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of messing up everything. i'm tired of wanting to correct that mess at that instant. if you want to prolong this, fine. i just want us to be ok and get back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo, 1 week kitang ginanito. sorry na..di ko naman kasi ineexpect na maging ganito yung week natin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh God, pls give me the strength to hang-on to this..coz i'm about to let go already and i really don't wanna do that. please, just give us another chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vicka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your ears last night..i really needed someone to listen. soulmates din tayo..haha. =) thanks din sa kabangagan mode kagabi..ALPP..the best, bentang benta eh. hahaha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*i'm really sorry about everything...i know that i caused this problem and i'm going to fix it. just trust me..pls? that's all i need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115835975055758817?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115835975055758817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115835975055758817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115835975055758817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115835975055758817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/hanging-on.html' title='hanging on'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115833159778672065</id><published>2006-09-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:46:37.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to sergio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;by Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with you, with us, what's happening to us? Ah our love is a harsh cord that binds us wounding us and if we want to leave our wound, to separate, it makes a new knot for us and condemns us to drain our blood and burn together. What's wrong with you? I look at you and I find nothing in you but two eyes like all eyes, a mouth lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful, a body just like those that have slipped beneath my body without leaving any memory. And how empty you went through the world like a wheat-colored jar without air, without sound, without substance! I vainly sought in you depth for my arms that dig, without cease, beneath the earth: beneath your skin, beneath your eyes, nothing, beneath your double breast scarcely raised a current of crystalline order that does not know why it flows singing. Why, why, why, my love, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115833159778672065?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115833159778672065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115833159778672065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115833159778672065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115833159778672065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-sergio.html' title='to sergio'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115832845256482271</id><published>2006-09-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:54:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haaay...</title><content type='html'>one thing that i learned this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;keep your friggin' mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah boi. that's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on, babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115832845256482271?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115832845256482271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115832845256482271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115832845256482271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115832845256482271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/haaay.html' title='haaay...'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115822882934617783</id><published>2006-09-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:15:56.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing it..</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm starting to lose myself lately. i always get irritated, hot-tempered and so angry that fast, do some scandalous things (and i mean, &lt;em&gt;scandalous&lt;/em&gt;), i always shout, hit, push, insist what i want...basically, i'm having tantrums and guess what??! &lt;em&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my boyfriend's complaining na &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"nasasakal ko na daw siya".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; shitty, what's happening to me?! i'm not like this naman before eh...i keep on repeating my unintentional mistakes and i just couldn't learn how to control myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total self-destruction. jeezaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need a cure for this. i need to get myself together and return to the old, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;normal&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; camie that i am. i need to regain my boyfriend's trust in me...i need help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to slap me on the face and tell me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"grow the fuck up, Camie!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he/ she who does that, is my one true friend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, please...save me from this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; inside me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i'm &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; sorry... =c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115815735233324953</id><published>2006-09-13T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:22:32.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help!</title><content type='html'>shit, my boyfriend's being an ass again. jeezaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story. no time to tell. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*save me..pls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115815735233324953?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115815735233324953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115815735233324953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115815735233324953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115815735233324953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/help.html' title='help!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115810573567772492</id><published>2006-09-13T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:02:15.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i hate it when the first thing that happens with your morning is a nag from your parents. yup. that happened to me awhile ago and it was the lamest nag ive ever heard. broken umbrella. how cool could my morning get? sheeze..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i broke [for the nth time] my new [take note] umbrella yesterday when i was in school. i didn't mind coz what's new? my umbrella keeps on breaking itself. funny coz i didn't do anything for it to break or something..but it just did. when i told my mom that i broke it, she was so cool with it. but my dad...haha, funny. he kept on nagging me and telling me how clumsy i am and stuff. never expected that from my dad. jeeezaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh well. time to buy a new one for the nth, nth, NTH time. yey...new umbrellas coming up! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, i went to sergio's place yesterday after knowing that i err, we didn't have our hk 92 class. he got sick after we ate lunch at the SC [screw you, sc! haha!] so i accompanied him going home. stayed for awhile at his place and went back to north ave. to meet up with my parents at sm north.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;upon arriving there, we [my parents and i] decided to meet at the new mall bldg. of SM. so from the mrt station to this building i walked. pota...it was a VERY long walk that when i arrived there, i was so craving for a drink. but when i saw the shoes and the clothes there [we met at the hypermarket downstairs], i forgot about everything and just have to scan these pieces. haha. after that, went straight to my cousin's place, ate dinner, watched a bit, then went home already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;later, i'm going to have a ballroom practice with my partner for our dance compet next week. haay...katamad... pfft. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;* i looooooooooooooooooove you!! *mwahmwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115810573567772492?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115810573567772492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115810573567772492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115810573567772492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115810573567772492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115798432099542834</id><published>2006-09-11T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:18:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what a day. as in lahat ng energy ko used up..take note, i didn't dance. rawr. don't wanna make kwento anymore coz i really didn't like the things that happened kanina. thankfully, everything's ok already..thank you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for all those i made "damay" with my "kasungitan modes" kanina, I'M SORRY...really. marami kayo, alam ko. i didn't mean na idamay kayo. sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm really so thankful that everything turned out very well for us. i was about to give up...as in this close...whew. thanks baby. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, we watched the UAAP Cheerdance Competition yesterday. wala, talo. haha. oh well, they were expecting it. minadali eh. dibale.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't know why but i just don't feel like blogging today..haay..oh well...towel. [ngek]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i choose to be different."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115798432099542834?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115798432099542834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115798432099542834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115798432099542834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115798432099542834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-day.html' title='what a day..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115784465006559413</id><published>2006-09-10T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:30:50.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last friday was my [other] bestfriend's 20th birthday. [belated] HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEY!! yuck, you're out of your "teen" already...tanda mo na! but i hate you coz you still look young! argh! haha..kiddin' love. =) anyway, we had brunch at philcoa with sergio. we ate so many food! well, kami lang pala ni serge yun. haha. =) then, she stayed with us sa UP for awhile and went to school already. aww...i missed you so much joey girl. hope that sergio and i made your day special....somehow. hehe. =) *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that afternoon, i finally wathced the devil wears prada. yupyup! i'm so glad that ive finally watched that movie..after a week of making kulit to everyone. haha. yey! =p and oh, the fun part there was that i watched it all by myself. hehe. ayaw kasi akong samahan ni sergio eh..i was so desperate na kasi. haha! so there i was, inside the movie house, with couples surrounding me, enjoying my holy kettle corn. very, very fun. =p the movie was good..Anne Hathaway was so hot! especially her clothes, super! hehe. too bad i wasn't able to catch the start of the movie..pero ok lang. steady parin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of that movie, i caught a fever and a "severe" side stitch at the right side of my body...rawr. but it was still worth it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so later i'm gonna watch the UAAP cheerdance compet at the araneta coll. hmm...so what's in it for the UP Pep squad today? i dunno..let's just see later during the compet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*loooooooooooovvvvvveeeee!! hehe. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115784465006559413?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115784465006559413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115784465006559413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115784465006559413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115784465006559413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-friday-was-my-other-bestfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115753575564839571</id><published>2006-09-06T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:42:35.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save me..i'm bored.</title><content type='html'>yeah..as in REALLY. BORED. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays sucks..most especially when you're just stuck here sa house, with no gimmicks whatsoever. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want to watch the devil wears prada. super desperado nako. help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i love you! mwahugz! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115753575564839571?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115753575564839571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115753575564839571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115753575564839571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115753575564839571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/save-meim-bored.html' title='save me..i&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115745156647548537</id><published>2006-09-05T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:28:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday was so fun!! it was our 8th monthsary and it was the first time that we were back together in school! oh yeah! =) 8 months na...yea boi...going strong. =) we had our lunch date at teriyaki boy, katipunan. then, nung afternoon, after our classes, we went out. actually, DOTA muna with the two hk boys for an hour then we went somewhere na. we were supposed to watch the devil wears prada, but due to an unexpected incidence (sergio got sick), we went to his house nalang para makapag-rest na siya. it was late na when we arrived at their house and it was raining so hard..so i stayed for awhile. but yung awhile na yun medyo tumagal so they let me stay for the night their. siyempre, natuwa naman si sergio boy. hehe. =) so there..he was sick and i took care of him. aww.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we went to school kanina. i went with him sa infirmary para makapag-med cert. we had no classes sa hk 92. tapos, sa katipunan, we had a little misunderstanding that led to a mild fight. hehe. but all was well afterwards. didn't go to my afternoon classes becasue i went with him ulit pauwi sakanila. after a long, quiet and masungit drive, when we arrived sa house nila, we were ok na. thanks to sergio and his uniqueness of how to make me not mad and feel better. hehe. ;) bummed around a bit then i went home narin. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fudge, i didn't attend classes nanaman sa UP fil. oh well, thursday...promise! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nakaktamad na kasi eh. i dunno but i really want to dance but i'm friggin' lazy to attend classes. rawr. sana mawala na yung feeling natoh. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*i love you so much! and i hope that you're feeling better na. don't forget your meds ok?! *looooove*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy. very, very happy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115745156647548537?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115745156647548537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115745156647548537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115745156647548537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115745156647548537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115725553192114230</id><published>2006-09-03T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:53:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after 5 days of longing for him (haha)...i got to be with him! yey! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna make kwento na. basta, ang super saya! the whole afternoon with him...yeyeye! =) loves it. i looooooooooooooooooooove him!! =) and i super duper uber missed him! haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that, i went to my cousin marlo's place. birthday niya kasi eh. [belated] HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARLO!!! much love!! =) his "party" was fun...and dami niyang friends. hehe. food trippin' and inuman sessions...i loved it. went home na at around 2:30am..all wasted and sh*t. haha! i just woke up actually and i have a terrible head ache. yawch! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, i'm going to my tito. he's in the hospital kasi eh...Anaphylactic shock. yehes...first aid. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;* baby, baby, baby!!! i really had fun yesterday! just watching you sleep and stuff..weee! i love you!!!! *mwahmwahmwah* and oh, congrats! *hug* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115725553192114230?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115725553192114230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115725553192114230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115725553192114230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115725553192114230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115710905565125725</id><published>2006-09-01T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:10:55.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok, so it's very weird coz i've been blogging about the days i'm not with sergio. la lang..pansin ko lang. God, i miss him that much just to write about some stuff that aren't that important naman. haay...i miss spending time with him. rawr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, school was ok. quite boring as usual. besides not having my bf around, i didn't saw bries as well. aww..too bad for me. anyway, i was so desperate to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;that i made kulit my blockmates to come and watch it with me. but nooo...not successful. nobody even bothered to ask me when and where. haha. poor me..*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seriously, i'm so desperate to watch that movie. i dunno why but it causght my attention and made kulit my system to watch it. i read the book na...it was nice. that's why i wanna watch that movie ASAP to see if it's as good as the book. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i need a (movie) date. are you intersted to be my date??? PLEASE????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*baby, i miss spending time with you na...nakakainis kasi ang tagal matapos ng week na to. argh. oh well, induction mo na bukas...goodluck! i know you'll do good..kaw pa. i love you so much! *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;movie with me...please? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115710905565125725?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115710905565125725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115710905565125725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115710905565125725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115710905565125725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-5.html' title='day 5'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115701501696524454</id><published>2006-08-31T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:03:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ok, so my day went ok. i get to see sergio even for awhile...yey!!! hehe. he asked if we could meet because he needed the solicitation money na. hoo, palusot..you wanted to see me as well. haha! =p we met at AS. he looked so harrased na...poor baby. i so wish im allowed to go with you to take care of you the whole day...pero di eh. you have work and i have classes. wawa baby ko...dibale, i promise next week, you're gonna be well taken care of by me! for a week! hehe. well, i just wish that you'll always gonna take care of yourself...3 days nalng baby! lapiiiiit naaaaaaa!! haha! can't wait to be with you again. uh-huh! excited na me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home early today. my mom was in UP and after i met sergio, i decided to go home with my mom. i didn't go to my badminton class because my mom didn't allow me to go na. i didn't rehearse din today becasue i have so many school works to do. rawr. promise sir van, next week. babawi ako. =) and di narin kasi ako pinayagan ng mom ko eh. rawr. iba talaga tong week na toh...very...lonely. oh well, i just can't wait for next week! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoroow's gonna be a brand new day. hope it's gonna be a happy day for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you and i miss u so damn much. i can't help it anymore...i want you by my side na talaga. rawr. ingat ka ok? *mwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115701501696524454?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115701501696524454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115701501696524454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115701501696524454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115701501696524454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-4.html' title='day 4'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115692377370010335</id><published>2006-08-30T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:42:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>just got home from our cwts project at Cupertino School, somewhere inside La Vista subd. it was a very fullfiling day for us..especially, for me. we taught some exercise and philippine games to the special children students of that school. it was very fun yet very tiring. the kids were very amazing. they were full of energy and very friendly. i cant help but smile everytime i talk to these children. they made my day special today. thanks guys. hope u had so much fun coz i did. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 and i'm starting tomiss sergio badly. =c he's not texting nor calling me anymore. well i guess, he's very busy na with all the projects their group have. i understand that but i just can't help missing my baby badly...pfft. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wish this week will end soon....VERY SOON. i can't wait to see him, be with him, kiss him, hug him, fight with him (haha), etc. again. haaay...wait, wait, wait...my patience is being tested again. rawry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i miss you so much....sorry, but i can't help it. i love you baby..ingat ka diyan. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115692377370010335?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115683839265142656</id><published>2006-08-29T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:59:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2</title><content type='html'>its a tuesday..day 2. well, it was a boring day.. i didn't go to my 8:30am class because i was throwing up the whole morning. fcuk this stupid stomach ache. argh. anyway, then i didn't have my 2:30pm class because our teach (ooh, shortcut. haha) was too lazy (i think) to attend our class today. yeah boi. i love UP teachers. if they dont feel like teaching, they wont. loves et. hehe. =p so i went home and now, i'm too lazy to go back to UP and attend rehearsals with UP filipiniana. well, my mom didn't allow me to go out again so steady lang. all i have to do now is to text sir van that i'm not going to attend rehearsals (again) today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t..i'm so not into doing anything this week. i'm too lazy to do anything..and i can't find any excuses to back that up. i just miss sergio...yeah, we text each other but i miss seeing him. and take note, 2nd day palang siya wala. takte. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ma reason nako kung bakit hindi ako makakarehearse ngayon. wala nakong pera at aalis pako bukas for our proj. for CWTS. nice.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that this week's gonna be that fast. i miss my baby too much already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**uwi ka naaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! rawr. i love you. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115683839265142656?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115683839265142656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115683839265142656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115683839265142656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115683839265142656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-2.html' title='day 2'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115675692738698065</id><published>2006-08-28T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T17:22:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1</title><content type='html'>ok, so it's the first day of my "no boyfriend for a week". how was it? hmm...a bit unusual. hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not used to not seeing sergio for hk 102 class, not having early lunch with him at around 10, not having to scold at him for not telling where the heck he is and stuff like that. weird...seriously. but he texted me at around 11am to go to as before 12nn. unfortunately, i wasn't able to go there coz i went home ng mga 10:30. malay ko ba.. =c oh well. tapos, the meds he asked me to get from his mom arrived kanina at around 3pm. i panicked a little becuase i have no idea how to get those 2 boxes of heavy (as in) meds to sergio who's at the AS that time. a little panick thing occured and finally, i took a cab and brought them to AS na. when we met, we're kinda quiet. well, i know for sure he was tired and i was tired also. there, understood. well, medyo sinungitan ako nung kasama niya pero ok lang. care ko. hehe. ;) then after some minutes of thinking how to get those inside AS, i said goodbye to him and we kissed. then i went home narin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...that was just the first day and i miss him so much already... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to go...sad...*frown*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115675692738698065?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115675692738698065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115675692738698065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115675692738698065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115675692738698065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-1.html' title='day 1'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115655256732586682</id><published>2006-08-26T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:54:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell month</title><content type='html'>yup...but not because of my school, but because of my boyfriend. weird noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since inoorasan moko kagabi and you're too sleepy to hear me out, i'm just gonna write everything that i want to say last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for sure that this month will be a "hell" month for the both of us. he has this induction thing and he said that the whole month he's going to be very busy. i said, ok and understood that. i let him do the things that he needed to do. i let him go to wherever he is needed even if he doesn't tell me kagad. i didn't mind. and when we talk at night, kahit na puro lait ang nakukuha ko (coz nagmamarunong ako..daw) i just accept it. i just say to myself, "baka super pagod lang toh...pabayaan ko na. shut up nalang." all of that i do, even if that's not my usual self, just because i understand your situation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for him, it's not like that. oo, i nag, i react, i usually make aguements with you and stuff but do you know why i do that? kasi you are not listening to me. you always say na pagod ka and youre sleepy...and you're like that when you're sleepy...ok, i know, i get that. but did it ever occur to you that i'm also like that when i'm worried about you? kasi naman, you don't even say where you're going and don't even reply to my texts...ako, i alot kahit konting time just to worry about you and ask where the heck you are. sana naman nagrereply ka kagad. so that i wont be waiting and looking for you all over the place. well, i already told you about that and thank you for doing it now. another thing, yung about yesterday, i was so tired and sleepy because i didn't have enough sleep, i was cramming and panicking the other night and i had a call time ng 6am...i'm sorry for being masungit. all i want lang naman kasi was to have some time alone with you..di mo ba gets yun? oo, you need to bond with your brods, pero cmon man, next week, magakakasama kayo and even if you're working you'll still have this bonding thing. all i was asking for was like 30 mins yesterday...compared to 23 hours and 30 mins and more you're going to have with them for the next few days. i'm sorry kung nadamay ko mga friends mo sa kasungitan ko. i was being quiet na nga eh. and i'm sorry if i didn't mingle with them yesterday. what do you expect? i was irritated na nga. i am masungit when i'm irritated...and if your friends have any problems with that, i'm so sorry..i'm just like that. kahapon lang naman yun eh...i bet the next time we're going to meet di nako ganun. nagkataon lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know what pissed me off yesterday? because i was expecting something from you, knowing that we're not gonna be together for the whole week next week. yeah, you texted me..you want to see me. i appreciate that. pero sana naisip mo man lang na 1 week tayo di magkikita and you could have spent some alone time with me. wala eh. nakita mo lang na medyo masungit ako, wala na. di na umeffort. oo nakakainins na masungit ako, pero sana man lang, kahit minsan, do something about that...make me feel better. maglambing ka naman..pero hindi eh. wala. naglaro ka nalang with your friends and you just asked if i was ok. yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you're right...maybe all of this is because of you and your induction thingy. maybe i just couldn't fully understand what is instore for us this month. but i am trying to really understand all of them. i am actually. and for you, i'm not much of a help this month and i dont support you with your induction thing. but you're wrong. i do love to help you (even if you did not give me a chance to prove it) and you do have my full support. kasi naman, you always say na puro salita lang ako. di mo kasi napapansin, kaya kinukulit kita, kasi pnuprove ko sayo na kaya kong gawin lahat ng sinabi ko. but no..you're just too tired and sleepy to see that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, 1 week tayong di magkikita. it's the start of the week that i'm worried of. but i know you're going to be fine and you'll do good in your induction. i just pray that when you come back, everything will be alright na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much..those are not just words. i mean them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115655256732586682?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115655256732586682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115655256732586682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115655256732586682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115655256732586682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/hell-month.html' title='hell month'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115640398052950301</id><published>2006-08-24T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:19:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>i'm totally bored. i have no classes na and i'm here at some internet caf at the bahay ng alumni...doing nothing. iw as supposed to do the handouts for hk 109 but unfortunately, i didn't receive the email of bries. sorry bri! cud u email it to me again? hehe. oh well..i just have to wait for it...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm checking my friendster, multiply and blog all at the same time. how to kill time...perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday, sergio was at my place. actually, he slept there last tues night because it was my mom's birthday (happy birthday mom! &lt;3 ) and she let sergio sleep at our place. aww...how sweet. haha! came home late last tues..ate dinner at around 11pm na coz it was friggin' traffic papasok sa fairview. and slept at around 1am na. haha. coolness. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** love you so much, baby love!!! *mwahmwah* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so next week will be one hell of a week for me. no sergio for one week... =,c *sniff* imma miss my baby... *sad*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115640398052950301?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115640398052950301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115640398052950301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115640398052950301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115640398052950301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/boredom.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115623631985467284</id><published>2006-08-22T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:52:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what makes camie happy? =)</title><content type='html'>1. God/Christianity (i just love attending sunday worships)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sergio &lt;3 ('nuff said. =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. white chocolates/ chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sylvester the cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the color orange (bright bright!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. flowers (more on the tulips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. the number 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my barkada/bestfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. unlimited ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. puyatan moments with my bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. phone calls by sergio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. inuman sessions with my barkada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. lunch dates with sergio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. flip flops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. sweet nothings of sergio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. going to sergio's place (adventure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. hanging out with sergio at his/my plcae ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. tight hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. soft kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. warm smiles from everyone (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so much more..hehe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115623631985467284?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115623631985467284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115623631985467284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115623631985467284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115623631985467284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-makes-camie-happy.html' title='what makes camie happy? =)'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115612720908036718</id><published>2006-08-21T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T10:26:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>partay!</title><content type='html'>last saturday, i went to dang's post-birthday party at Esquinita. but before going there, i went to sergio's place. la lang..just to prove something to him. haha. we just chilled (haha) there...bummed around and stuff. =) tapos, akala ko you're really not coming with me...i was surprised nalang that he took a bath, and his parents kept on asking me where that place is and how to get there and stuff...in fairness, napangiti mo ako. hehe. =) so, we were all dressed up and we went to timog na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the mrt and we arrived at the gma-kamuning station at around 8:45pm. we waited for issa kasi sumabay kami papunta dun sa place. when we arrived there, nandun na sila dang and melai. so all of us had our dates except for...melai. aww...she was so pissed off sa date niya coz ayaw talagang pumunta. so, nagbonding nalang sila ni sergio. hehe. =) we had so many drinks and food..we just talked and talked and talked...alot. =) we had some pictures too. after that drinking session, we went to starbuck's just to have coffee and chill. after that, we went home narin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sergio slept at our place. medyo kasi 2am na kami nakauwi eh. hehe. it's fun that he slept here...la lang. =) we were so sleepy and wasted na kasi. the next day, he also went with us sa lunch thingy namin sa bahay ng tita ko. he met my tita, tito and grandma who came from australia. after eating, he went home narin kasi may fiesta pa sakanila. aww... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super thanks baby for coming with me last saturday and yesterday. i had SOOOOOOO much fun! i looooooooooooooooove you so much! *mwah mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115612720908036718?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115612720908036718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115612720908036718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115612720908036718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115612720908036718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/partay.html' title='partay!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115571959002752629</id><published>2006-08-16T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:13:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>basketball game</title><content type='html'>i just came from UP. i watched my baby's basketball game (05 vs 02). it was a close game but unfortunately, our batch lost. infairness, nag-OT pa sila ah..oh well. my baby did great...i'm impressed with his basketball skills. hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i just realized something today. i was sop stupid for thinking of that for the past months. now, nakita ko na ng malaitan, i have nothing to worry about pala. haha. sergio knows this..let's just keep it to ourselves. hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today yung shoot for zsa-zsa zaturna...too bad i wasn't allowed to join that. layo kasi eh...pagsanjan..pfft. =S pero super sayang yung 8,ooo pesos na bayad dun! 8 shoots kasi, 1,ooo per shoot. damn it...oh well. may dadating pa na opportunity yan...sana..hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nice game baby.. =) you were awesome kanina. i had fun watching you play and get so sweaty...so hot. haha! and oh, now i know i have nothing to worry about. but you still have NO right to do something bad behind my back..okay??? haha. i love you soooooo much!!! *hugs&amp;kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115571959002752629?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115571959002752629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115571959002752629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115571959002752629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115571959002752629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/basketball-game.html' title='basketball game'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115546522844496707</id><published>2006-08-13T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:33:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no friggin' idea...haha</title><content type='html'>i'm here at my grandma's place somewhere in kamias. we just came from medical city becasue my lolo was confined there naman. haay...heaven talaga dun sa place na yun. haha! =) went to CCF before that and attended a supposedly 1 hour and 30 mins service that turned out to be a 2 hour service...tiring yet motivating...inspiring din. hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to sergio's place. we ate lunch at kfc katipunan then we went na to his house. nahuli pa nga kami ng mmda sa may malapit na sakanila coz naispatan ako ng isang mmda na hindi naka-seat belt. haha..stupid. so we're fined 250 pesos. oh yeah. =S baby, promise i'm gonna pay that fine. sorry... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. hehe. still love YOU though.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115546522844496707?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115546522844496707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115546522844496707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115546522844496707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115546522844496707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-no-friggin-ideahaha.html' title='i have no friggin&apos; idea...haha'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115535962992785777</id><published>2006-08-12T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T13:13:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week</title><content type='html'>ok. updaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaattttttttttttteeeeeee!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's been a hell. super tiring with all the dance rehearsals and the worrying (dont ask) that ive been through. but i cud say that i went all through that quite good...not. i look and feel awful na nga eh. rawr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start it off with the never-ending wirrying moments that im going through since this month started. yep...the long waits for texts, replies and call from him just make this month very interesting and tiring for me. yeah...the sleepless nights and the "puyats" that i've been having coz i kept on waiting for his texts, etc. kahit inaantok na ako super at yung eyes ko ay super bulgy na, wala...hintay parin. pota..haha. haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, yung UPfil trainings pa. i got a lump on my lower back and some bruises sa knees and elbows ko. take not: elbows...both of 'em. haha. ewan. pesteng no matter what yan..core na gna eh ngkaganito pa katawan ko. rawry...exhausting yet super fun naman yung dance..hehe. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ngayon, bagong issue naman...JEALOUSY. haha. mahabang story...basta napagod ako sa kakatampo at kakaisip ng mga stuff...rawr. in fairness, i was so jealous because of her, it, them, ewan na di nalang ako nagsalita and stuff. wow, something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's playing dota right now...katabi ko siay actually. haay...supposed to be my day with him...yeah, watching him play dota. sigh sigh sigh...well, atleast, he's not doing some stupid stuff...right? and we're gonna have lunch after this..ang tagal ng oraaaaaaaaaaaassss.... =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't blame me for still thinking about some stuff...i don't know how and what to react to what i've read sa inbox mo...yeah, i trust you but why am i still doubting??? assurance baby...i think i NEED that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115535962992785777?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115535962992785777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115535962992785777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115535962992785777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115535962992785777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-week.html' title='one week'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115494050592667280</id><published>2006-08-07T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:48:25.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nagger</title><content type='html'>eeek! today, i just realized how it is to be a nagger. yep, as much as i don't want to be just like my mom, to my surprise, i was being like my mom. eeek! it just freaks me out... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so here's the story. yesterday kasi, sergio wasn't reaplying to all of my texts the whole day. as usual, i got SO pissed off. the whole day yesterday i was acting like a bitch and it's like i hated everything yesterday...plus the fact that i called him a dozen of times last night when our conversation was suddenly cut off by the network and when i called him again, he wasn't answering his phone na. oh, i bet that his missed call list contains one entry...me. i got pissed off by that again and i fell asleep with that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, kaninang morning, i woke up so pissed. i went to school and was late for my 7am class because of the stupid traffic in commonwealth...so that just added to my pissed off thingy. hooray for me. anyway, after my hk 93 class, hk 102 naman. sergio didn't come to class so that made me worry and pissed off again...after class, i called him and asked where he was. he said that he's still at home and he just woke up. eto ang the best...my goodmorning greeting to him was *tantantan* a solid, high-pitched, morning breaker NAG. yep...i nagged at him endlessly that morning. siyempre, nabwiset naman si sergio. so when he arrived in school, ayan, masungit. total kasungitan. nabad trip nanaman ako...so, medyo nagkalabuan kami nung morning. he went na to his class and i sat at the benches outside. during my quiet time alone, i just realized how pathetic i was that morning. yuck, nagger si camie. sobrang iniiwasan ko kayang matulad sa nanay kong nagger din. nakakabwiset eh. but it turned out that i'm just like her. yikes...freakiness.. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after an hour and 30 mins of waiting, we finally cooled down na. ok na approach namin sa isa't-isa and nag move on na kami. i went to my badminton class na and he played basketball narin. yey. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i understand why you were so masungit kanina...i'm sorry for ruining your morning because of my nagging... =c sorry baby..won't happen again, promise. =) and oh, one thing lang, magreply ka kasi diba? para di ako nabibwiset at nadadamay pa tuloy kita. just a simple, one-liner reply or text would be ok to me. okie? *mwah* i love you so much! i'm really sorry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so time to move on now. midterms namin tom sa hk 109. musta naman, 100 items...wow. oh well, gotta study na. toodles. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115494050592667280?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115494050592667280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115494050592667280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115494050592667280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115494050592667280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/nagger.html' title='nagger'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115483399944447111</id><published>2006-08-06T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:13:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>it's a sunday morning...and it's so freaking hot! argh! i'm here at an internet place near our house..sobrang init dito. and puro kids..haha! still, ang init...rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, birthday ni DANG ngayon!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANGY!!!! enjoy your day! *mwah* i love you duday!!! and i miss u! kelan celebration natin??! haha! *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day ng UPCAT ngayon. good luck sa lahat ng magtatake. and nasa UP nanaman si sergio...hmm...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;naglunch na kaya siya? musta naman kaya siya dun??&lt;/span&gt; shux, i just cant help not to worry about my baby...*sigh* oh well, i just hope that he's being a good boy there. haha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, please take care there ok? and don't tire yourself too much...baka mastress ka lalo diyan, magkasakit ka...dont forget to eat ok?? *mwah* i love you so much! and i can't wait to hear from you.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay..this day sucks. BORING. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115483399944447111?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115483399944447111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115483399944447111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115483399944447111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115483399944447111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115474275516019849</id><published>2006-08-05T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:52:35.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally...my internet's ok na. during the rainy days, it was kinda whacked. rawr. so, updaaaaaaaate!!! haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday, we (UP Filipiniana) had a show in ateneo. we danced for a mass in commemoration of the feast of St. Ignatius. (oh yeah) there were a lot (as in) of people...and food! haha! after our performance, they gave us free food! lots of them actually. =) sobrang pig out..saya. haha. after that, my mom and dad picked me up in katipunan and we went home. i was tired...of eating. hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's fun....got to spend it with my baby. loves et. uber. haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday was our 7th monthsary. yep, 7 months and still going strong! oh yeah!! =) we practically spent the whole day together...ate lunch at Wok Dis Way (as in, EAT LUNCH. haha) and just hanged around...*wink* had lots of fun with him. too bad nung hapon he had to go to do his thingies and stuff. aww.. =c oh well, i'm mjust so glad that we reached 7 months...who would ever thought of us still going strong?? with all the fights &amp; misunderstandings we had before...we're just soooooo happy. yey! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** i love you soooooo much sergio!!! i always do. =) thanks for yesterday! *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPCAT today and tom...sergio's in UP, helping..haay...this month's gonna be so sad for me..he's so busy for his induction thingy and a week of not seeing him will just sucks...haaay...oh well. can't wait for this to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115474275516019849?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115474275516019849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115474275516019849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115474275516019849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115474275516019849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115417408774659041</id><published>2006-07-29T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:01:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiredness</title><content type='html'>i never felt this tired for the past 3 months...rawr. something new but i like it. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been rehearsing for our show tom in ateneo. yep, actually, we're gonna dance for the mass of those Jesuits. feast day kasi ni St. Ignatius. =) so kanina, we rehearsed there. the dancing was ok...learned some new dance for tomorrow's performance. but! the fan dance in that singkil dance was....aaaargggh! struggle, super. hehe. we ended at around 6pm na..almost the whole afternoon ung rehearsals..rawr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 blisters and a toe-sprain on my left foot. toe-sprain...yeah. so super sakit tuloy ng left foot ko. musta naman ang mga turns and grande jetes dyan..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...and he's not replying...sad, sad, sad... pfft. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i still loooooooove him!!! i love you, i love you, I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU, SERGIO! =p *huuuugg!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are we living so far away from each other kasi eh..rawr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i saw your shoutout..hmm...disappointed??? of what? is it because of yesterday when we didnt do....something?? haha! aminin..!=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! la lang. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115417408774659041?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115417408774659041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115417408774659041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115417408774659041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115417408774659041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/tiredness.html' title='tiredness'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115400117288389192</id><published>2006-07-27T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:52:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh..</title><content type='html'>you know how it feels when you didn't see a person for a long time and you so miss him then finally, you guys see each other but never have the time alone with each other? diappointing noh? VERY actually.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so here's the deal. i missed him so much coz i didn't see him for 4 days. i got so excited when i saw him awhile ago in school. i was so thinking that we're gonna have some time together, since we missed each other so much. ok, so i was only WISHING. he asked if he could play billiards with our other blockmates..i said yes, eveb though deep inside i didn't want to. i did that coz he might complain that im being selfish again and stuff. and it was something new..atleast, not DOTA. still hoping that i could have some time along with him, i texted him and asked one of our classmates to tell him to come back at around 11am. but noo...he left his cell in his locker and our classmate forgot to tell him my message. *sigh* so there i was, waiting for no one. when he arrived at around 11:30 ( he had a 11:30 class), nakasimangot ako. i was kinda irritated coz i was so into being with him just for 30 mins only coz we won't have any time to be together after that. i had a class at 1 and he had a class at 4. then, i had training ng 4. super malabo na talaga na magkita kami. so super naghanap talaga ako ng time just to be with him coz i missed him so damn much. but no. he thought that i was mad or something..na inaaway ko nanaman siya. i just let him go to his class and i had lunch nalang...alone. well, atleast we saw each other for awhile pa before my class. after that, wala na. we didn't see each other na. i trained and he went to his meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so damn disappointed. not at you (well, a little) but with circumstances. pero eto lang, sana you had the initiative to be with me..you know, just the two of us. matagal tayong di nagkita. sana man lang inuna mo muna ako bago sakanila.. =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, pls don't think that i'm mad or something. i'm not. and i'm sorry if i acted that way kanina. i just want to let my bad feelings out through this blog. but i'm ok now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much baby.. =) *hug &amp; kiss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115400117288389192?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115400117288389192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115400117288389192' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115400117288389192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115400117288389192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title='sigh..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115387943453460159</id><published>2006-07-26T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T11:09:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Martyr Niyebera&lt;br /&gt;Kamikazee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinukumpleto mo ang araw ko&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing inaaway mo&lt;br /&gt;Pag gising sa umaga&lt;br /&gt;Mukha mo ang nakita &lt;br /&gt;Wala pang nagawa naka simangot na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At pag sapit ng gabi&lt;br /&gt;Tampo lalong lumalaki&lt;br /&gt;Ang gusto ko lambingan &lt;br /&gt;Ngunit may unan na namamagitan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Ang almusal ay sigawan&lt;br /&gt;Ang hapunan natin ay tampuhan&lt;br /&gt;Ang merienda pagdududa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mahal kita &lt;br /&gt;Wala ng hahanapin pang iba&lt;br /&gt;Handa akong mag tiis&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na away away away na to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahuli lang ng ilang minuto&lt;br /&gt;Di na kikibo&lt;br /&gt;Na trapik lang sa kanto&lt;br /&gt;Di naman gwapo&lt;br /&gt;Naisip mo agad nang chicks ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple lng naman &lt;br /&gt;Ang pinag-mulan&lt;br /&gt;Pinahaba ang usapan&lt;br /&gt;Di naman kailangan&lt;br /&gt;Mahabang away nanaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na sabihin&lt;br /&gt;Na naliligo ka sa sampay&lt;br /&gt;Di mo masasabi&lt;br /&gt;Na hindi kita minamahal&lt;br /&gt;Ang daming mong babae&lt;br /&gt;Wala ka pang trabaho&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kahit ganun&lt;br /&gt;Ay nandito lang ako&lt;br /&gt;Nandito lang ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sergio asked me to listen to that song. i asked why, he just said that i should listen to that song. then he asked me if i checked my friendster lately..i said no and asked him why? he said again that i should listen to that song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i got very curiuos and i checked my friendster. then i went to his account. now i know why he asked if i checked my friendster lately..i was surprised to see a line from that lyrics on his shoutout. first thing came to my head, the &lt;em&gt;song&lt;/em&gt;. this has got to do something with the song that he asked me to listen to. so instead of downloading it in limewire, i just downloaded its lyrics. yup, the line that i saw as his shoutout was there..so i read the whole lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice. that's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i wonder, do you really think that we're like that? la lang..you don't usually do that kasi eh. i mean, asking me to listen to songs that is somehow connected to us...*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...i'm scared right now. i'm scared that he might just leave me again. and what scares me more is that i think i'm not gonna go after him na if that happens...coz i got tired of running after him whenever we have "break-ups" or "cool offs"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, maybe it's just ME..maybe, i'm just thinking too much or maybe i just miss him so damn much and not seeing him for 5 days already makes me think like this...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all will be well"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; gonna read this, so feel free to comment..and pls write your name. thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115387943453460159?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115387943453460159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115387943453460159' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115387943453460159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115387943453460159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/martyr-niyebera-kamikazee-kinukumpleto.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115373583155561604</id><published>2006-07-24T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:10:31.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONA</title><content type='html'>ok, so we don't have classes today. and its raining very hard. what does this mean?? BOREDOM. yep, complete boredom. i'm stuck here at home doing nothing..there's nothing good to watch on tv, no dvd's left for me to see, no food to eat (yup, starvation people) and my boyfriend's not in the mood to talk to me...i think. haay...life of a bum really sucks. most especially on rainy days..rawr. boring dude..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's my cousin alisa's birthday today...HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAREST!!! much love from your dear ate.. &lt;3 too bad she's not having any "handaan" or something..atleast makakalabas ako ng bahay...aww...*sigh again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go to school tom. kahit na super basa nanaman ang UP dahil sa ulan. atleast, there would be alot of people to hang around with and so many food to eat. and oh, i could also spend some QUALITY (emphasis) time with sergio baby..yey! haha. =) * i love you!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know...my entry's kinda whacked. senseless is the right word. sorry na me.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye na nga. toodles. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115373583155561604?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115373583155561604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115373583155561604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115373583155561604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115373583155561604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/sona.html' title='SONA'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115365174841755652</id><published>2006-07-23T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:49:08.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week</title><content type='html'>wow..finally, update. =) this week's been quite busy. with all the schoolworks and dance practices...i couldn't find time to go online and update my blog. sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went to bulacan kanina. it was kind boring coz i went with my parents and a tita with their "field work". the place was cool though..the sights and everything..nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch with vicka marie yesterday in katipunan. saya! bonding nanaman kami. hehe. well, we met at up at around 12 and nagpahatid kami kay boyfriend hanggang katipunan. too bad sergio wasn't able to come with us..infairness, nagtampo ako nun. well, a little. hehe. anyway, suepr pig out kami ni vicx. la lang. nakakatuwa lang. haha! hope we'll have more "lunch dates" to come dear! kasi naman eh..suepr conflict mga breaks natin. rawr. haha. aylavyew! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i also spent the night last friday at sergio's place. la lang..*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to his place last wednesday. we were supposed to go to greenhills coz i have some "cellphone issues" but due to the very bad weather *ahem*, di kami natuloy. so we just stayed home and bummed around. saya nga eh..super lamiiiig! hahaha! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God, there will be no classes tom for us UP peeps. thanks, SONA. haha! suepr tinatamad akong pumasok eh...with the rain and everythang..i just wanna snuggle up here sa bed ko. but i wish my baby's here..para masaya! hehe. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ilove you, i love you, i love you, I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU!!! *mwah* huuug! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115365174841755652?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115365174841755652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115365174841755652' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115365174841755652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115365174841755652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy-week.html' title='busy week'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115304820626609257</id><published>2006-07-16T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:10:06.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post birthday blues</title><content type='html'>ok..officially, i'm 19 years old already. amp..super tanda ko na. my last eyar of being a teenager. grr! now, i'm really gonna enjoy my year this year. last hirit na eh. haay...and time flies so fast these days..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. nagdrama.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my party yesterday/last night was so fun. all of my friends were here: MC barkada, UP friends...and i was surprised that there so many UP friends who came. coolness. well, an enexpected guest came and at first i was so furious about it. after one serious talk/convincing from my bf, ok na 'ko. can't do anything about it eh. anyhoo, my family was also here too..titos, titas, cousins plus their bf's (well, except for one.) it was one hell of a celebration with all the food and inuman sessions we had. wee! :) yeah...and sergio got so drunk nung gabi na...pinainom namin ng madaming tequilla eh. di sanay. hehe. aww...i had to take care of my baby tuloy nung nagsiuwian na mga cuz ko. cute-cute ng baby ko..parang...baby. hehe. =) well, i'm glad that he's ok na. had lunch with him kanina sa katip. wee! :) and oh, he gave me a basket of flowers for my birthday..tapos sinurprise pa niya ako nung morning. isn't that sweet and romantic or what??! haha! i love you so much baby!! thanks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicka (and sj), dang, issa, melai and joey: SUPER THANKS!!! you all made my bday extra special! *mwah* love you all so much!!!! *hugs and kisses* &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP people (dont wanna name it coz you're kinda many. hehe): thanks thanks! you made my day special too! sobrang saya niyo kagabi! hehe. hope u guys had fun and enjoyed the "drinks". haha! *mwah* love you too! see u in school! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have to tell one thing though...honestly, my bday was happy...but not that happy. well, everybody who came knows why. i just didn't like that idea. nagtatampo ako a little..but steady lang. wala nako magagawa eh. oh well. its done already...must go on with life now. hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my hs yearbook na. FINALLY. it's nice naman...atleast, matino na ngayon. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, dang, i'll give yours when joey and i sees each other na. k? i'll text you. *mwah* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anothher week ahead of me...*gasp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115304820626609257?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115304820626609257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115304820626609257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115304820626609257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115304820626609257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-birthday-blues.html' title='post birthday blues'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115291651312952455</id><published>2006-07-15T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T06:35:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee!!</title><content type='html'>happy bday to me...happy bday to me...happy birthday, happy birthdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay....happy birthday to ME!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! ok, so today's my birthdy...eek! i'm 19 already. ang tanda ko na, ampu..haha! oh well, still pretty though. haha! kapal! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was so sweet. sergio gave me this heart-shaped, glittery box that has about a hundered of little notes in it. those cute little notes are the reasons why he loves...a hundred of 'em. aww...so sweet. super, when i was reading them i can't help smiling..saya. =) thanks baby! *mwah* i love you so much! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, may "party" ako later here sa bahay...i can't wait for that. all of my friends are coming. yey! excited na me. wee!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more could a girl ask for??? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115291651312952455?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115291651312952455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115291651312952455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115291651312952455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115291651312952455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/wee.html' title='wee!!'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115270919980160318</id><published>2006-07-12T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:59:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>love..love...love. such a nice word. a wonderful feeling. its like you're in a trance...and you don't wanna snap out of it. its addictive. its so lovely. and what's magical about it is that it makes you so happy..so, so happy.üüü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the day 2 of sergio's sweetness thingy. yep. last monday, a card. yesterday, 3 letters. err, should i say, lovely and sweet letters. =) he didn't give it directly to me. the first two letters were put inside my locker. then the last one was given to me by one of the "ates" at the kiosk. i was surprised to receive those letters...sergio rarely writes letters. and what's so sweet about them is that they contain poems. lovely poems that i think he wrote it himself. (right? hehe) =) that made my day...hanggang sa training, or before my training binasa ko siya. para ganahan akong sumayaw. hehe. trully inspiring.. loves 'em. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina naman, i went to his place. la lang..lovers bum. hehe. =p i went there at around 9am...nothing to do, actually. just snuggled and stuff. ;) hehe. it was so nice just being with him and actually do nothing. you know, nakahiga lang kayo tapos wala lang...kwentuhan and stuff. i felt super special kanina. just knowing that he's beside me makes it special. with all the hugs and the kisses...saya! see, we don't need to really do something or go out somewhere...just being together can be so much fun for us. FUN FUN! hehe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i love him soooooooo much! he never fails to make me happy and feel special. he never fails to surprise me with things, simple things that will actually make my day. his love is all i need to be inspired to go and live another day in my life. and i'm so lucky to have someone like him..i'm happy that i met him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, baby...so, so, very, very much! hehe. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115270919980160318?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115270919980160318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115270919980160318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115270919980160318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115270919980160318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/love_12.html' title='love'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115253817083531814</id><published>2006-07-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:29:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how people react to certain things. like for example, when someone scanned someone else's blog and read something about him or her, he or she automatically feels that the author of the blog is pertaining to that certain person. well, yeah they do actually. ;) and its so amazing coz when that reader gets so affected by it, he or she bothers the author for some clarifications, even though it was already clarified in that blog entry. haha, weird. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i was referring to you. got a problem with that? yeah? then get yourself a blog and start writing about me..rather than saying some things behind my back. you know, it amazes me how you react to my blog entry...you're so affected by it. so, need i clarify things to you pa ba? cmon boy, it was easily said there. read again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id prefer more when people tell me personally if they have some issues with me rather than hearing them from others...most especially when you know that it was my close friend you told it to. id rather not stoop down to that level where you just pretend to be my friend and when i turn my back, bad things come from your mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply amazing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i got a card from sergio kaninang morning. yeah..and i was really surprised. the content of the card was so sweet...i loved it. it made my day. (though someone had to ruin it that instant...steady lang.) uhm, baby...i really appreciated what you've done this day. looking forward this week...MY WEEK. haha! i love you so much sergio!! you just never fail to make me feel so darn special...yey! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. need i say more?? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115253817083531814?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115253817083531814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115253817083531814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115253817083531814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115253817083531814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/funny-how-people-react-to-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115235484350708652</id><published>2006-07-08T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:34:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Tease me, please me, indulge me, abuse me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. loves et. yummy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i watched the opening of the UAAP '69 kanina at the araneta colliseum. i was with sergio and some of our blockmates. it was fun at first..happy-happy. then, nung pagkatapos na...ayan na. magulo nanaman. everything went complicated again..shit. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ganun? all i ever asked is just to spend some time with you...you know, chill and hang-out lang. is that too much to ask??! i never ask for any material stuff from you..never made palibre and all that...just some time with you, that's just what makes me happy. cheezy na kung sa cheezy pero just being with you completes my day. i miss you when i'm not with you kaya nga i make it a point to spend my available time with you eh..lalo na yung sinabi mo na next month, 1 week or almost a month tayong di masyadong magkikita..nilulubos ko na nga eh. sorry ha..demanding yata para sayo yun eh...i'm really sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i'm really sorry too if i scratched you accidentally kanina..nainis nanaman ako. i wanted to shout kasi para di kita masaktan but i can't. nasa mall tayo eh..nakakahiya. sorry na talaga...=,c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, sobrang i wanna quit na with my life. why? i always hurt the people that i love. and what's so sad is i keep on doing the same mistakes at di talaga ako madala. i dunno why...maybe sa sobrang ayoko silang mawala sakin, nagiging selfish ako na unconsciously nasasaktan ko na pala sila. i'm REALLY sorry for that...=,c what sucks more is that i always end up losing my love ones. and im so helpless about it. kaya nga super gusto ko ng magquit sa life eh..wala namang progress na nangyayari...lagi ko nalang siya nasasaktan and the more i wanna change and avoid that, the more na nasasaktan ko siya.. =,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana magkasakit nalang ako, yung tipong nakamamatay...la lang. kasi i'm scared to kill myself naman so i just wish that my body kills itself nalang..diba? insanity..fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'm really, really sorry...am i still your girlfriend? i hope so...coz i'd go crazy again of you're gonna break-up with me..swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much..that's why i'm so sorry...please???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115235484350708652?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115235484350708652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115235484350708652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115235484350708652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115235484350708652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/tease-me-please-me-indulge-me-abuse-me.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115200908211488471</id><published>2006-07-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:31:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half way</title><content type='html'>today, sergio and i celebrated our 6th monthsary..yey! =) we never thought that we would last this long...with all the fights and misunderstandings we had for the past months..coolness. aww.. =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun this day. just a simple celebration with sergio...we were just together. sweet. =) he first gave me a letter...with a poem that he made himself. aww..kahit na super mushy yung poem, super sweet parin! thanks baby! *mwah* then he gave me a cake. i was surprised coz i thought he will never give me a cake with what i did on our 3rd monthsary..hehe. another sweet thing. yey. ;) i gave him a letter and a necklace..replacement yun sa nasira kong necklace niya. =p all in all, this day was super. it was so special because we celebrated our monthsary with no fights whatsoever. wee! love it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much baby for this day! i super, duper enjoyed celebrating our monthsary with you. =) i hope we would have many more monthsaries to come..anniv. na next ha? hehe. i love you oh-so-much sergio! i never stopped thanking Gid that he gave me someone like you. &lt;3 *mwah* huuuuggg!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY. oh yeah! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last saturday i watched the UP Streetdance concert with joey girl. it was fun being with her...we were in awe with the dance routines of the UP street. super kita sa mga mata namin na manghang-mangha kami. hehe. cute. tapos, we ate dinner pa afterwards...aww..i miss those days. =) anyway, thanks joey for coming with me! next time ulit! *mwah* love u and missed u! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was an adventure day for me. i went to sergio's house. oh, ha, san ka pa?! pinuntahan ko siya. hehe. =p it was his mom's bday din kasi eh...=) happy birthday mom, err, tita! (belated) =) anyway, it was a fun day...super hang-out lang sa room niya. snuggled and stuff. hahaha! =) super happy nga rin siya eh...i could tel. =p hehe. *mwah* loveyou loveyou loveyou!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shux, super naiinlove na talaga ako kay sergio...woopee! hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyperness mode on *toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan...HAPPY!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115200908211488471?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115200908211488471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115200908211488471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115200908211488471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115200908211488471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/half-way.html' title='half way'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115172000907462784</id><published>2006-07-01T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:13:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Scientist by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I'm sorry, &lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets, &lt;br /&gt;And ask me your questions, &lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, &lt;br /&gt;Comin' up tails, &lt;br /&gt;Heads on the science apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, &lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, &lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard. &lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessin', &lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures, &lt;br /&gt;Pullin' the puzzles apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, &lt;br /&gt;Science and progress, &lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me, &lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me, &lt;br /&gt;Oh on I rush to the start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, &lt;br /&gt;Chasin' up tails, &lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, &lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, &lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard. &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' back to the start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhooooooooooooooooo &lt;br /&gt;Ahhooooooooooooooooo &lt;br /&gt;Ahhooooooooooooooooo &lt;br /&gt;Ahhooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115172000907462784?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115172000907462784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115172000907462784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115172000907462784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115172000907462784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/scientist-by-coldplay-come-up-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115171944220888782</id><published>2006-07-01T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:04:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy..finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sergio ann i are finally ok. we are back together. yey! i'm so happy that he finally gave me another chance..thanks baby! imma prove to you that it's gonna be worth it this time. I PROMISE. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we talked last thursday night. he asked if i was home already and when i told him yes, he called at my house. it was hard to convince him at first...i poured out my emotions and told him everything that i feel after that cool-off thing.  it was a long talk until he finally agreed to give it another shot. i was so overjoyed at that moment. i thanked him and told him that i'm not gonna let him down this time. i'm gonna stick to my words na. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm really thankful that he gave me another chance. i'll never screw this up this time. SWEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yesterday was a happy day. sergio and i are sweet again and all that..i never felt so much happiness like that for 3 days..hehe. =) i love him so much that i don't wanna lose him again..NEVER. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thank God everything's fine now. thank you Lord. so much. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so, right now he's in katipunan playing dota. well, dota's still irritating to me but the heck, i allowed him to play. rather than seeing other girls, right? hehe. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love you so much sergio...*mwah* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115171944220888782?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115171944220888782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115171944220888782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115171944220888782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115171944220888782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/happyfinally.html' title='happy..finally.'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115155090850032265</id><published>2006-06-29T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:15:08.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1</title><content type='html'>god, its so hard for me to look at him and not even touch him or hug him like we used to. it's so freakin hard that we're classmates and we're not seated together anymore. it's just so freakin' hard for me to say hi or smile at him..it's so hard sergio...SO HARD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i saw him. i just couldn't help it. i'm breaking into pieces and i couldn't contain myself anymore... =c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast, he gave my bag to me. that was sweet..but it isn't enough.. =,c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...hanggang kelan pa kaya na ganito tayo??? pagbigyan mo na kasi ako and i'll prove to you that your love is gonna be worth it this time. i swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more on the following days...how much hurt can it get...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115155090850032265?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115155090850032265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115155090850032265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115155090850032265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115155090850032265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-1.html' title='day 1'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115147491973235121</id><published>2006-06-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:08:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to sergio..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tonight I Can Write -Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write, for example, "The night is shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the blue stars shiver in the distance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through nights like this one I held in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed him again and again under the endless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved me, sometimes I loved him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could one not have loved his great still eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I do not have him. To feel that I have lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear the immense night, still more immense without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter that my love could not keep him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is shattered and he is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sight searches for him as though to go to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart looks for him, and he is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love him, that's certain, but how I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch his hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another's. He will be another's. Like my kisses before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice. His bright body. His infinite eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love him, that's certain, but maybe I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is short, forgetting is so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because through nights like this one I held him in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this be the last pain that he makes me suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these the last verses that I write for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my heart's aching whenever i say "i love you" and he doesnt say anything nor respond..does he still love me??? well, i know he still does but why are things like this? i'm really sorry for what i did yesterday..i crossed the line again. i broke my promise. but can you forgive me again? di ko talaga kaya yung ganito..can we be like before, with all the love and happiness??? nagsisisi nako sergio..i need you now. i need someone who'll hug me and kiss me even on the cheeks. and i couldn't find another person to that but you. &lt;strong&gt;i love you so much sergio&lt;/strong&gt;..pls love me the way you love me before..coz i know you do. you were just hurt with what i did yesterday. i'm sorry if i'm full of mistakes. im sorry if i keep on messing it up. but not having you screws everything up. i woulnd't be happy again. you're my happiness right now sergio..do want to take that away from me? just give me my super last chance..and i'll prove everything that i say right now. i'll show you that i mean everything that i say. please??&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/19135738-115147491973235121?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115147491973235121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115147491973235121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115147491973235121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115147491973235121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-sergio.html' title='to sergio..'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115140162952324429</id><published>2006-06-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:47:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goin crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yesterday, sergio waited for my badminton class to finish. aww..that was so sweet. then, after my class, he invited me to go with him to his swimming class. too bad i didn't come with him coz i have to learn some dance for the "initiation" thing for pep. i'm sorry baby...next time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we had this "initiation" thing for pep. parang welcome to the family ek-ek nila. yeah. so, we cheered first sa casaa, then sa as steps, then sa may fc. it was so funny coz people don't actually care about what we were doin. bries and i joined the monday group coz..la lang. trip lang. hehe. too abd sergio haven't got the chance to see it. aww..he went "somewhere" daw. ok...hehe. =p and oh, i forgot to invite vicka as well. shit..i'm getting forgetful already. nyah. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i didn't train yesterday and today. mondays are no training days for me and today, well. long story. to cut it short, nag-away nanaman kami ni sergio to the point na nakipag-break siya sakin. fucker. i was really chasing him kanina. i was so crazy...i even slashed myself. creepy. i wasn't my self kanina. i didn't go to my last 2 classes and i even dared to go the middle of the street and tried to get hit by a car. fuck. i'm was a sick, paranoid, psycho girl kanina..nakakhiya kay sergio. shit...anyway, i calmed down naman when we were in LKB na. but then again, my mind's full of shit things. i really wanted to quit life kanina. i wanted to kill myself. i was having a emotional breakdown and it was so not me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but all is well now. he didn't go to class and pinuntahan ako sa gym when i was alone there. he took back all that he said and kami na ulit. he told me that he really loves me so much. that was a relief. akala ko talaga he doesn't love me anymore..that's why i was being a psycho kanina. thank God everything's fine na.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*baby, i'm REALLY sorry about what i did kanina. i know, it was my last chance and i said that if i did that again, breakan mo nako. fuck. forget that. di ko kaya eh..nakita mo naman kanina diba? i'm sorry baby...medyo dinemonyo ako kanina and i made a big deal out of a small ish. sorry..i love you so much and that's my happiness right now. pls don't take that away from me..pls? i dunno what to do if i lose you now..i'll be going crazy for pete's sake. i'm really sorry baby..thanks for taking back what you said kanina. thanks for saying that you still love me. thanks for loving me despite these...i won't do this again. this i swear na talaga. i'll act mature na with things and i wont irritate you na. and i wont get irritated that easily na. PROMISE talaga. i love you so much sergio..that's why i'm like this. call me crazy, but it's true. you're the reason for my happiness and your love is all that i need. thanks baby..*mwah* i love you.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nadala na talga ako. this time, it's for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh, to one certain person: if you have any problems with my childishness, why don't you try telling that to me personally. you don't have the fuckin' right to judge me..you don't know a shit about me. how dare you to poison my boyfriend's mind with your pathetic ideas...you're supposed to be a friend not an intruder. you don't intrude someone else's relationship and don't give fuckin' advices that you can't even apply to your self. if you're insecure coz people have loved ones, i'm so sorry for you. how can someone love you with what you're doing??? good for you, boy..good for you... =) this time, it's my words against yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115140162952324429?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115140162952324429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115140162952324429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115140162952324429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115140162952324429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/goin-crazy.html' title='goin crazy'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115124384666024449</id><published>2006-06-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:57:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my weekend was so fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yesterday, our classmate kyla had her debut at KKK resto at west ave. most of my blockmates were there. so fun! the food, the people, the place...my boyfriend. yeah, Very fun. =p i was part of the 18 treasures thingy. i, err should i say we (camie &amp; sergio) gave kyla a scrapbook. i had a hard time thinking of what to say about our gift. hehe. anyway, after the program, everyone just started singing. i got sleepy. hehe. =) after the party, we decided to have coffee at starbuck's. after having a java chip frappe and caramel belgian waffle (my fave!), we went home already. but before going to our house, we brought Gica home first. ang layo ng bahay ni Gica! hehe. we had a hard time going here sa bahay from their place. we just asked for directions. haha! we arrived home at around 1:30am and slept narin shortly after. oh, he slept over here. la lang. hehe. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kanina was fun too! my parents went out and we were left alone here sa house. we just bummed around. nothing to do..yeah. sure. haha! ;) had breakfast and lunch together. so sweet. =) he left at around 2pm. aww...his scent was left nga sa room where he stayed eh. i mise him already tuloy.. =c hehe. oh well, tom's a new day and another day for us! yey! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for sleeping over here, baby..=) i had SO much FUN. =) i hope there would be alot of next times..haha! i'll see u in school tom dearie. i love you so damn much! *mwah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just love him more and more each day...haaay...*happy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115124384666024449?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115124384666024449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115124384666024449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115124384666024449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115124384666024449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/weekend-blast.html' title='weekend blast'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115111122140088719</id><published>2006-06-24T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:07:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the past week has been so tiring for me. damn. last tues, i started training with the UP Pep Squad. i also trained last thurs and yesterday. shit...kapagod. my body's so sore! i never realized that this sem was a very tiring sem for me. my HK subjects..my pep training. haggardness..rawr. oh well, atleast i'm still enjoying what i'm doing. goodluck nalang sa katawan ko. super feel ko bibigay na siya. nooo...hehe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i was surprised last night when i saw sergio at the Aldaba hall. wow, he picked me up sa training ko. aww..sweet! :) hehe. he was with doy. they had a meeting kasi eh and it ended alte narin. anyway, after dressing up, we ate dinner at McDo philcoa. after eating, things were ok then after awhile, medyo nagkainitan nanaman kami ni sergio. i was, again, being stubborn. pero nakakainis talaga siya coz alam na nga niyang i was irritated na, sige, tuloy pa sa paghihirit. and the fact kasi na he picked me up from training diba? di dapat he  should bring me home narin knowing that i'm gonna commute alone and it was kinda late and he knows it. but no...he let me commute parin. he was with me naman so ok lang pero still the fact na it was late na. he said that he was planning to bring me home naman talaga but he was waiting for me to ask him that. hello??! diba dapat automatic na yun na it was so late and you should bring me home??! you shouldn't wait for me to ask you that! given na yun na "responsibility" ng isang boyfriend. if you've done that earlier, i mean without arguing with me, that  you could have gotten home earlier diba?? initiative. haay..ewan. well, the good thing is he said sorry when we arrived here at my house na. i was still a little irritated but finally i forgave him na. i said sorry narin and we said goodbyes na after. &lt;em&gt;we were both tired and i understand that. i'm really sorry for being stubborn and hot headed last night. &lt;strong&gt;i love you so much&lt;/strong&gt;.. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;today's the debut of our classmate, kyla. &lt;belated&gt; Happy Birthday Kyla! much love! =) the prob is, i still dont have a gift to think na i'm one of the 18 treasures..haha! and i didnt go to our cwts today. my body's so sore. =c oh well. i gotta go. i have to do some errands pa. ciao. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115111122140088719?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115111122140088719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115111122140088719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115111122140088719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115111122140088719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/stress.html' title='stress'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115085613460871896</id><published>2006-06-21T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:25:17.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>body ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have a major body ache right now. my right butt cheek definitely hurts..rawr. i need a hug..pls??? hehe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway, yesterday was the start of my training with the UP Pep Squad. yep. THE UP Pep Squad. haha. it was fun training with them. they were warm naman pala eh. they welcomed me and were so nice to me. cool. =) my friend Joey even watched me train with them yesterday. kaso she had to leace early...aww. hehe. thanks dearie! *mwah* anyway, we danced streetdance yesterday. it was so fun coz the routine was so cool to dance. in fairness, i had to memorize a long routine in that very instant. walang turo-turo..sunod lang. haha. well, i got to memorize most of the steps naman..di kasi uso sakanila ang mag mark eh. rawr. pero it was still fun. we also polished the liftings..and for the first time, i felt how to be a lifted by strong men. haha! it was so cool! nafeel ko kung pano maging flyer. yey! though the training was kinda tiring and i was so hungry the time it finished and i got home, it was so fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;another good thing is sergio and i are ok na. super i dont want that to happen again. i felt so mnay emotions. that it frove me crazy...well, mild crazy lang. hehe. i love u so much baby! i cant afford to lose you now..=) huuuuuug! *mwah* and oh, thanks for the uhm..you know, yesterday. haha. *wink* love u my baby porkchop.. =) haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;thank God walang training ngayon. my body's sore. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's been a month since &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; day..there is still guilt..sad..haay.. = c&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115085613460871896?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115085613460871896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115085613460871896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115085613460871896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115085613460871896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/body-ache.html' title='body ache'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19135738.post-115072361301906940</id><published>2006-06-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:26:53.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Once in your lifetime, experience love in its purest form-- try never demanding, dont ask, seek and call 4 attention. When that person commits a mistake, readily forgive without question.  When he asks, give and then give some more. Never question or doubt his intentions. Accept what he offers, understand his negligences. Love fully. Love gently. You will experience this love but once. He will experience this love just once."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That was from Joey girl. I dunno if she wrote that or got it somewhere. hehe. Thanks dear..you made me feel better. :) i miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;All i ever wanted is for things to get back to what they used to be...&lt;strong&gt;very happy&lt;/strong&gt;. I just want you to be happy..and feel content with everything that i'm giving you. in return, i just want appreciation. all i ever want is for us to be happy together again..what we were before you read my past blogs. that's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wishes can come true...right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19135738-115072361301906940?l=dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115072361301906940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19135738&amp;postID=115072361301906940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115072361301906940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19135738/posts/default/115072361301906940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelikeanorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-hurts.html' title='love hurts'/><author><name>cumeehL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
