<?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-20087171</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:14:59.066+08:00</updated><category term='Jeff'/><category term='sick'/><category term='people'/><category term='icons'/><category term='love'/><category term='fat'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>untamed_soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>409</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2712347079683280356</id><published>2010-12-20T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:08:40.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas MAGIC?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I wrote here. I've been busy really. :) But since I'm pissed, I really need to get this off my chest. I just need to write or post anything to stay sane.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if I had MAGICAL powers, for christmas I would give these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I would give my mom a dose of &lt;b&gt;CONTENTMENT&lt;/b&gt;. So that she would QUIT complaining and see how good her life is. So that she would stop picking on me just because she's bitter. She's living a GREAT life, if only she would just stop a bit and see that. So that she would STOP feeling sorry for herself. If only I could give her that, even for just a day, then maybe, just maybe things would be different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would also give her &lt;b&gt;STRENGTH and HOPE&lt;/b&gt;. So that she can face anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I would give my dad a sense of &lt;b&gt;FULFILLMENT&lt;/b&gt;. From nothing, he worked his way up and now he is a vice president. He may be annoying at times, but he is the best dad ever. He spoils me and my sister and he would stop at nothing to give us a great life. He deserves nothing but the best himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I would give my sister the &lt;b&gt;RIGHT&lt;/b&gt; guy/girl. Haha. I want her to experience the love and happiness that I have right now. I know she hates being cheesy and all, but everyone deserves to be truly loved. And maybe, she'll stop being bitchy. Haha. One can only wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I would give my friends a &lt;b&gt;MAP&lt;/b&gt; that would lead them to the right path. It may be about their careers, lovelife, or whatever really. Just so that they would never get lost and find true happiness too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I would give Jeff the &lt;b&gt;LIFE&lt;/b&gt; that he deserves. He has been deprived for a very long time. He and I are alike. We have struggled a lot as we were growing up. I want him to experience how sweet life can be. He deserves nothing but the best. He is such a GOOD person and he has a big heart. Well, of course, I want to be a part of his future. :) And I'll make sure, he won't be miserable with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hmmm. What would I give myself for Christmas if I did have MAGICAL powers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Probably, I would give myself enough brain cells and luck to pass the civil engineering licensure exam. That's really what I need right now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what other people would give themselves if they had magical powers too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2712347079683280356?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2712347079683280356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2712347079683280356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2712347079683280356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2712347079683280356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-magic.html' title='Christmas MAGIC?'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1920063003666446188</id><published>2010-04-30T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:52:27.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone. YEY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/S9m4lEVxtOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/u4PtgDo1UIg/s1600/samsung-b3410-new-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/S9m4lEVxtOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/u4PtgDo1UIg/s400/samsung-b3410-new-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465602569750557922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/S9m4lSdOgRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dremnQ8lp2s/s1600/samsung-b3410-new-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/S9m4lSdOgRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dremnQ8lp2s/s400/samsung-b3410-new-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465602573539901714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1920063003666446188?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1920063003666446188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1920063003666446188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1920063003666446188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1920063003666446188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-phone-yey.html' title='New phone. YEY.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/S9m4lEVxtOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/u4PtgDo1UIg/s72-c/samsung-b3410-new-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2250525182453807713</id><published>2009-12-28T04:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:38:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCXNQJJiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Wa3wn9NrvTo/s1600-h/IMG-1681.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manor Superclub with Ate Sherry, Steph, Jaffy and Shang. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last few photos from Ate Sherry's camera. :) Thanks, dear. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBbkwaaoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9H383KzNU1k/s1600-h/IMG_9641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBbkwaaoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9H383KzNU1k/s400/IMG_9641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420013356031044226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBbSL9epI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Dkig_O8y24o/s1600-h/IMG_9616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBbSL9epI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Dkig_O8y24o/s400/IMG_9616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420013351046314642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBa-saHbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/76-X_ShAsxM/s1600-h/IMG_9572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBa-saHbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/76-X_ShAsxM/s400/IMG_9572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420013345813700018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBaWHSPuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/A2QUIo6YqIE/s1600-h/IMG_9556.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBaWHSPuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/A2QUIo6YqIE/s1600-h/IMG_9556.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBaWHSPuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/A2QUIo6YqIE/s400/IMG_9556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420013334920576738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCXNQJJiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Wa3wn9NrvTo/s1600-h/IMG-1681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCXNQJJiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Wa3wn9NrvTo/s400/IMG-1681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420014380513830434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCWskTw9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/x3CEKVLXIlM/s1600-h/IMG-1745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCWskTw9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/x3CEKVLXIlM/s400/IMG-1745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420014371740042194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCWfZEY-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7m5g-_Fgqcc/s1600-h/IMG-1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfCWfZEY-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7m5g-_Fgqcc/s400/IMG-1753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420014368203236322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2250525182453807713?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2250525182453807713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2250525182453807713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2250525182453807713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2250525182453807713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-26.html' title='December 26'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzfBbkwaaoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9H383KzNU1k/s72-c/IMG_9641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5056644286286618646</id><published>2009-12-28T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:14:35.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Inuman with my family at Eastwood City. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was after eating dinner with the Trinidad clan. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_sFjE27I/AAAAAAAAAOY/7gLfDuPtXNw/s1600-h/IMG_9526.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_rm6Xj-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/w5END8h-rU4/s1600-h/IMG_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_rm6Xj-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/w5END8h-rU4/s400/IMG_9429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420011432464322530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_ra2s80I/AAAAAAAAAOI/QMmam1e_wSg/s1600-h/IMG_9444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_ra2s80I/AAAAAAAAAOI/QMmam1e_wSg/s400/IMG_9444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420011429227721538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_q-k-DJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KrwuBETYpME/s1600-h/IMG_9424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_q-k-DJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KrwuBETYpME/s400/IMG_9424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420011421637151890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_qox_eEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NhQHUU4qZ4Q/s1600-h/IMG_9491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_qox_eEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NhQHUU4qZ4Q/s400/IMG_9491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420011415786190914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5056644286286618646?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5056644286286618646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5056644286286618646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5056644286286618646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5056644286286618646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-25.html' title='December 25'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sze_rm6Xj-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/w5END8h-rU4/s72-c/IMG_9429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7041354569269009178</id><published>2009-12-25T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:54:40.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Papa Jesus</title><content type='html'>You have given me SO much this year. &lt;div&gt;And I am forever thankful for EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: bold; "&gt;SCRUMPTIOUS &lt;/span&gt;food I have tried this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the dates I has with Jeff. Thank you for blessing us with yet another GREAT year. Thank you for teaching us a lot and making us even stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for keeping my family safe. Thank you for watching over us and keeing us together despite all the problems we faced this year. Thank you for giving my parents another go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for my my friends. For giving them to me. They have given me the strength I needed to keep fighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the BEST years yet. Thank you, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please help me graduate this March. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7041354569269009178?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7041354569269009178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7041354569269009178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7041354569269009178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7041354569269009178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-papa-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday, Papa Jesus'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1581915343185343380</id><published>2009-12-25T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:38:44.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hongkong (Dec 21-24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSV_7w3lMI/AAAAAAAAANw/m9d6R6XciiY/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSV_7w3lMI/AAAAAAAAANw/m9d6R6XciiY/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419121177240507586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSVAm7wLwI/AAAAAAAAANg/zXqHgwgWVTo/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSVAm7wLwI/AAAAAAAAANg/zXqHgwgWVTo/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419120089317256962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSU_7XHroI/AAAAAAAAANY/U2anvFZJFlw/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSU_7XHroI/AAAAAAAAANY/U2anvFZJFlw/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419120077620883074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSU_sC8HYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0lNlH_O-fM4/s1600-h/IMG_9285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSU_sC8HYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0lNlH_O-fM4/s400/IMG_9285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419120073509707138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQzVxLDNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Nz41q9fmOI0/s1600-h/IMG_8714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQzVxLDNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Nz41q9fmOI0/s400/IMG_8714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419115463324667090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQzEaBJCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fzO3wk_yC1c/s1600-h/IMG_8686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQzEaBJCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fzO3wk_yC1c/s400/IMG_8686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419115458664145954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQyqwJGkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TsdtxCX6hYE/s1600-h/IMG_8854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSQyqwJGkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TsdtxCX6hYE/s400/IMG_8854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419115451777620546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1581915343185343380?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1581915343185343380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1581915343185343380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1581915343185343380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1581915343185343380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/12/hongkong-dec-21-24.html' title='Hongkong (Dec 21-24)'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SzSV_7w3lMI/AAAAAAAAANw/m9d6R6XciiY/s72-c/IMG_0279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8321654440566543942</id><published>2009-12-13T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:46:47.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALAWAN is LOVE.</title><content type='html'>We went to Palawan for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to STAAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;Bitin! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best out of town trip EVEEEER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbKtDGYbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6wG0FWdkUMQ/s1600-h/CIMG0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbKtDGYbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6wG0FWdkUMQ/s400/CIMG0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414623260199772594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbKECH33I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d4Pe57BBAyk/s1600-h/CIMG0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbKECH33I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d4Pe57BBAyk/s400/CIMG0524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414623249189822322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbJzoVeeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qq01_OcYOGs/s1600-h/IMG++%2887%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbJzoVeeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qq01_OcYOGs/s400/IMG++%2887%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414623244786694626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbJvr0dZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BnpywjHmwF8/s1600-h/CIMG0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbJvr0dZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BnpywjHmwF8/s400/CIMG0859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414623243727566226" 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/20087171-8321654440566543942?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8321654440566543942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8321654440566543942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8321654440566543942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8321654440566543942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/12/palawan-is-love.html' title='PALAWAN is LOVE.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SySbKtDGYbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6wG0FWdkUMQ/s72-c/CIMG0852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8620494143730930071</id><published>2009-11-17T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:53:52.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great guy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405097075977707010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SwLDJzYnXgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/eI9pAHaO3UE/s400/13042_226318489936_612134936_4221679_4224397_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He did follow me yesterday when I walked out on him. (Sorry, I was PMS-ing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He calls me back whenever I hang up on him. (But not all the time. He said there are times when he wants me to cool my head first before we talk again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I punched him hard a while ago (I was being silly and playful of course) and he hugged me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There was this one time when he kissed me just to make me shut up. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Hahaha. I love him for watching sappy films with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) We like watching the same shows anyway, so we don't fight over the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) He passes not on booze night (coz he doesn't drink) but on DOTA sessions just to be with me. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) He definitely knows how to say I'm sorry and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a GOOD man. :)&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't letting him go. ♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8620494143730930071?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8620494143730930071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8620494143730930071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8620494143730930071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8620494143730930071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-guy.html' title='Great guy.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SwLDJzYnXgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/eI9pAHaO3UE/s72-c/13042_226318489936_612134936_4221679_4224397_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4683019854541389184</id><published>2009-11-10T03:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T04:43:19.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 months and counting.</title><content type='html'>Full time student. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my promise to myself for my last semester in UST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaah. I am so DAMN excited to get this over with already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jeff and I celebrated our monthsary early because with my schedule, I don't think I would be able to have a social life for almost 5 months. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Dad's. :) YUMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a GREAT time pigging out with my boyfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;YEY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9mzaoJcI/AAAAAAAAALo/nn63XO6mszo/s1600-h/IMG_1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402205858621302210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9mzaoJcI/AAAAAAAAALo/nn63XO6mszo/s320/IMG_1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9mRukc6I/AAAAAAAAALg/AcX5vu6rvjg/s1600-h/IMG_1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402205849578140578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9mRukc6I/AAAAAAAAALg/AcX5vu6rvjg/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9l1A2c8I/AAAAAAAAALY/by7KnCqsTKs/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402205841870189506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9l1A2c8I/AAAAAAAAALY/by7KnCqsTKs/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9lraGDvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QkR4DhjPgAw/s1600-h/IMG_1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402205839291715314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9lraGDvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QkR4DhjPgAw/s320/IMG_1655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9lJNM37I/AAAAAAAAALI/9Qkocc_eyHc/s1600-h/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402205830110830514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9lJNM37I/AAAAAAAAALI/9Qkocc_eyHc/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4683019854541389184?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4683019854541389184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4683019854541389184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4683019854541389184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4683019854541389184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/21-months-and-counting.html' title='21 months and counting.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Svh9mzaoJcI/AAAAAAAAALo/nn63XO6mszo/s72-c/IMG_1631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4431863883169799666</id><published>2009-11-08T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:08:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say It Again</title><content type='html'>Thing about love, is I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;You kinda crept up into me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And now there's a voice inside my heart that's got me wondering&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? I wanna hear it one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Get just a litter louder&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world starts to listen when you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about you is you know just how to get me&lt;br /&gt;You talk about us like there's no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me is that I really wanna let you open the door and walk into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Get just a litter louder&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world starts to listen when you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like it's the first time&lt;br /&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain&lt;br /&gt;And never in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world starts to listen when you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4431863883169799666?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4431863883169799666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4431863883169799666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4431863883169799666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4431863883169799666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/say-it-again.html' title='Say It Again'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5096985360995335174</id><published>2009-11-04T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:55:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE this day</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the baby C2, hon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you so muuuuuch. Wah. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being extra sweet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5096985360995335174?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5096985360995335174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5096985360995335174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5096985360995335174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5096985360995335174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-this-day.html' title='i LOVE this day'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7306007395037353809</id><published>2009-11-02T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:59:29.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Su7lo3DlC4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0FTeum0RrV0/s1600-h/jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Su7lo3DlC4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0FTeum0RrV0/s320/jeff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399505493400292226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see him tomorrow. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7306007395037353809?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7306007395037353809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7306007395037353809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7306007395037353809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7306007395037353809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss.html' title='I miss ..'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Su7lo3DlC4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0FTeum0RrV0/s72-c/jeff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4333101601449048775</id><published>2009-11-01T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:04:44.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>This is by far the most boring semestral break ever!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time that my family and I didn't go out of town for the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4333101601449048775?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4333101601449048775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4333101601449048775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4333101601449048775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4333101601449048775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/11/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5485016620465662778</id><published>2009-10-31T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:11:43.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICC here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... fingers-crossed!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5485016620465662778?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5485016620465662778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5485016620465662778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5485016620465662778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5485016620465662778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/10/2010.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6466779635271140509</id><published>2009-10-31T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:05:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never let go.</title><content type='html'>You’re the best thing I never knew I needed.&lt;br /&gt;You are my accidental happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am undeniably happy, thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;... and I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6466779635271140509?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6466779635271140509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6466779635271140509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6466779635271140509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6466779635271140509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-let-go.html' title='Never let go.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2552139346962493418</id><published>2009-10-30T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T04:14:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our journey is not yet over.</title><content type='html'>After all the drama, he came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to give up on us, when he realized that he can't let go just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened on September 28, 2009. This was after we went to ABS-CBN with our batchmates to help the Ondoy victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cried and hugged that afternoon. He held on to me tightly and he promised that he will never allow himself to let me go ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe in us and in what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been through a lot. I never believed that anyone can fall more and more each day with one person, until I felt it myself. This overwhelming sensation is beyond what I have ever expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him will all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a DECENT guy with a clean heart and a pure soul.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can see my true value as a person.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who takes good care of me and never fails to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can stand my imperfections and loves me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is consistently sweet. (and I love that about him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees something in me. (something I can't even see myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll see where life takes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we belong to each other.&lt;br /&gt;I am HIS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers still crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,  Mr. Jeffrey delos Santos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2552139346962493418?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2552139346962493418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2552139346962493418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2552139346962493418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2552139346962493418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-journey-is-not-yet-over.html' title='Our journey is not yet over.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7542923816759477400</id><published>2009-09-26T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:01:04.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over. =(</title><content type='html'>Kaye, thanks for everything. sa dami ng nbgay mo skin d ko alm pano susuklian  un. sorry sa mga inconvenience n bngay ko. sa ngaun i guess letting go is a  better decision. lagi mong tatandaan sa nangyaring to d lng ikaw ung iiyak.  ingat plage. sorry kung d ko nbgay ung forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7542923816759477400?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7542923816759477400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7542923816759477400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7542923816759477400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7542923816759477400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over. =('/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5106279526713661301</id><published>2009-09-15T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:19:24.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REGRET</title><content type='html'>One second ..&lt;br /&gt;One STUPID act ..&lt;br /&gt;One guy ..&lt;br /&gt;One shot ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 21 years, I have never EVER regreted anything in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;But last night, that one ACT that happened in one second --&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could turn back time and erase it from history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REWIND:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The General Assembly was a success. Everyone looked great in their black and white outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the GA. The girls and I went to buy drinks from 711 and went straight to Kerstine's place. Then we received a text message about an after party at Pier One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went there hoping to loosen up and mingle. (Jeff and the other boys were at Ryan's place then. They had a different party.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing led to another. And I drank 5 bottles of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then .. the game began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short -- I wasn't able to say NO. Body shots. Mark Tovera, my arm, one shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say no. I really did. But I failed. I have never felt such peer pressure in my entire life. I was SUPER scared. Jeff will totally go beserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and he did. When i told him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, if I could only turn back time. I would STOP myself from doing the dumbest thing I have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to give up alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to give up clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;... I just don't want to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5106279526713661301?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5106279526713661301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5106279526713661301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5106279526713661301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5106279526713661301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/09/regret.html' title='REGRET'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1088150405172470814</id><published>2009-09-11T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:32:22.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad.</title><content type='html'>It's sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... when things are falling apart in front of you, but you can't seem to do anything to save it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1088150405172470814?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1088150405172470814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1088150405172470814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1088150405172470814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1088150405172470814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6550013212225879349</id><published>2009-09-09T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:19:35.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY</title><content type='html'>Why I am feeling so lazy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP KARYLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months to go!! DAMN YOU. Don't mess up now, KAYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6550013212225879349?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6550013212225879349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6550013212225879349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6550013212225879349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6550013212225879349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy.html' title='LAZY'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6430372160171289841</id><published>2009-09-09T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:53:50.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been SUPER busy lately. And I've gained so MUCH weight coz I've been STRESS eating since last month. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been under so mush pressure since June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Despite my best efforts, I failed 2 quizzes on &lt;u&gt;Concrete Design&lt;/u&gt; and the preliminary exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I need to maintain a grade of &lt;b&gt;75%&lt;/b&gt; til Finals. (Talk about impossible!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I failed the first quiz and the preliminary exam on &lt;u&gt;Timber Design&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I need to maintain a grade of &lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt; til Finals. (Sigh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;Thesis&lt;/b&gt;, halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; But there's still a lot of work to be done. And I need to QUIT fighting with my thesismates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;u&gt;Concrete Project&lt;/u&gt;. --- we haven't started yet. Due in four weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; We need to START moving. WAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;u&gt;Timber Project&lt;/u&gt;. --- FAR from being finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; We need to MOVE MOVE MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ We need to design the water distribution system of a 40 hectare subdivision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;OH NO. HELP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I need to pass WATER RESOURCES, and HYDROLOGY too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; WTF is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sunday ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449138990088738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SqekfYjJAiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KYq_eepkEXM/s400/10718_140582719320_710374320_2277909_7783939_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the AFTER PARTY. Wohoo!!  LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6430372160171289841?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6430372160171289841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6430372160171289841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6430372160171289841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6430372160171289841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-blogging.html' title='I miss blogging.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SqekfYjJAiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KYq_eepkEXM/s72-c/10718_140582719320_710374320_2277909_7783939_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6349408649281873121</id><published>2009-06-28T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:45:27.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK.</title><content type='html'>Every day I am still blown away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/28/89/19859882/1_609638098l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the fact that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/28/89/19859882/1_471813803l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am with this WONDERFUL guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/28/89/19859882/1_124213438l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must concede – I am in love with Mr. Jeffrey delos Santos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6349408649281873121?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6349408649281873121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6349408649281873121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6349408649281873121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6349408649281873121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3179192461738889889</id><published>2009-04-19T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:56:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBIC.</title><content type='html'>I missed him so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For three days (april 9-11), I was constantly reminded of him through these ..&lt;br /&gt;I kept seeing him .. Check out these pictures to see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6seW9LI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gk8EsJdfCGA/s1600-h/IMG-0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6seW9LI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gk8EsJdfCGA/s400/IMG-0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326070517689939122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12!! Wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6TG39II/AAAAAAAAAIA/btx8NePdtyU/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6TG39II/AAAAAAAAAIA/btx8NePdtyU/s400/c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326070510880552066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pulilan. =/&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go see him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6ahV18I/AAAAAAAAAH4/HS5c4nT-hiA/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6ahV18I/AAAAAAAAAH4/HS5c4nT-hiA/s400/b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326070512870610882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our room keys.&lt;br /&gt;0212!!!&lt;br /&gt;Our day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6Pdlq2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LQcBGvXjJuA/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6Pdlq2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LQcBGvXjJuA/s400/a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326070509902080866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our room!&lt;br /&gt;212!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We met up the next day for our 14th monthsary. Ate dinner at Aristocrat Restaurant. YUMM.&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday ---&gt; BOWLING TIME! Part two of our 14th monthsary celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Summer classes. One week down. 4 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-3179192461738889889?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3179192461738889889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3179192461738889889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3179192461738889889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3179192461738889889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/04/subic.html' title='SUBIC.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SeoA6seW9LI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gk8EsJdfCGA/s72-c/IMG-0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1895702014946422359</id><published>2009-04-09T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:52:31.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out.</title><content type='html'>Will be back this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to a weird (but hopefully fun) outing with my dad and Shang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1895702014946422359?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1895702014946422359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1895702014946422359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1895702014946422359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1895702014946422359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/04/out.html' title='Out.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2388598606364448998</id><published>2009-04-04T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:10:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE HER!!!!</title><content type='html'>Read my old entries. I still sing to the same tune!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's WORSE than EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVIL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ARRRRGH!!&lt;br /&gt;WELL, guess what, she has NO ONE!!!! Awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2388598606364448998?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2388598606364448998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2388598606364448998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2388598606364448998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2388598606364448998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-her.html' title='I HATE HER!!!!'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5567592040568016815</id><published>2009-04-01T02:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:10:16.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SdJqAi6brEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SBrkSxYIvlg/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319430667482410050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SdJqAi6brEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SBrkSxYIvlg/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SdJo3ZLD3KI/AAAAAAAAAHg/b4rqhFUZ_pI/s1600-h/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOSE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;WEIGHT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H E L P !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Super ugly picture --- SORRY.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5567592040568016815?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5567592040568016815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5567592040568016815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5567592040568016815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5567592040568016815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SdJqAi6brEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SBrkSxYIvlg/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5319629237591910312</id><published>2009-03-30T00:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:50:03.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With JEFF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;March 27 (Gateway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sc-eQTdyysI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xfvwi6w_KEI/s1600-h/IMG-0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318643687888177858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sc-eQTdyysI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xfvwi6w_KEI/s320/IMG-0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;March 29 (SM Marikina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sc-dsEVyKtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ws8odlTlr70/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318643065352760018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sc-dsEVyKtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ws8odlTlr70/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5319629237591910312?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5319629237591910312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5319629237591910312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5319629237591910312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5319629237591910312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-jeff.html' title='With JEFF.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/Sc-eQTdyysI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xfvwi6w_KEI/s72-c/IMG-0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8226473153366572160</id><published>2009-03-29T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:15:48.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer???</title><content type='html'>I've been really busy after our final examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tssss. Lame. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been enjoying my summer vacation (or what's left of it).&lt;br /&gt;I have to attend summer classes and OJT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I super MISS Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see him tom. =D YEY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8226473153366572160?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8226473153366572160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8226473153366572160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8226473153366572160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8226473153366572160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer.html' title='Summer???'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8502198356199161268</id><published>2009-03-06T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:22:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SbFHgLjgE2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xxqv02SVA4A/s1600-h/1_996388181l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310104053829604194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SbFHgLjgE2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xxqv02SVA4A/s320/1_996388181l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MR. JEFFREY DELOS SANTOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be a better man for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;He wants to be the man that I deserve.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really is my &lt;u&gt;kryptonite&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing ..&lt;br /&gt;How my &lt;i&gt;WEAKNESS&lt;/i&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Can give me so much &lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;STRENGTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SbFHf41EVxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/q3H1fxrQF4U/s1600-h/1_117380009l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310104048803010322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SbFHf41EVxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/q3H1fxrQF4U/s320/1_117380009l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hon, it's always been you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we're gonna make sure that we'll make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay with me forever? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;And it's all BECAUSE of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;God has really given me the best gift ever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8502198356199161268?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8502198356199161268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8502198356199161268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8502198356199161268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8502198356199161268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love.html' title='I LOVE ...'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SbFHgLjgE2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xxqv02SVA4A/s72-c/1_996388181l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5687687349103473808</id><published>2009-03-01T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:32:19.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KONTING hintay na lang!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://phones.mphone.co.uk/sonyericsson/images/w760i-d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sony Ericsson W760i Specifications&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Music&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walkman® player&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Album art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SensMe™&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stereo speakers built-in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bluetooth™ stereo (A2DP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mega Bass™&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music tones (MP3/AAC)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PlayNow™&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TrackID™&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.2 megapixel camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital zoom, 2.5x&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BestPic™&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photo fix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture blogging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video blogging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video recording&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auto rotate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PictBridge printing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Polyphonic ringtones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speakerphone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vibrating alert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video calling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Messaging&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Email&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instant messaging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture messaging (MMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Predictive text input&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sound recorder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Text messaging (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Navigation key&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture wallpaper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallpaper animation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Connectivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bluetooth™ technology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Synchronization&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USB mass storage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USB support&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3D games including Need for Speed™ ProStreet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Java&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Motion-sensitive gaming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A &amp;amp; B gaming buttons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FM radio with RDS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video streaming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video viewing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;RSS feeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Access NetFront™ Web browser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Google Maps Mobile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Accessories In box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Battery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USB cable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1GB Memory Stick Micro™ (M2™)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stereo Portable Hands Free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sony Ericsson PC Suite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Media Manager content transfer software&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Facts and Figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size: 103 x 48 x 15 mm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight: 103 grams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Colours: Rocky Silver, Fancy Red and Intense Black&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screen: 262,144 color TFT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resolution: 240 x 320 pixels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size: 2.2 inches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phone memory: Up to 40 MB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memory card support: Memory Stick Micro™ (M2™)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk time GSM: Up to 9 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Standby time GSM: Up to 400 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk time UMTS: Up to 4 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Standby time UMTS: Up to 350 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video call time: Up to 3 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music listening time: Up to 20 hrs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5687687349103473808?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5687687349103473808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5687687349103473808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5687687349103473808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5687687349103473808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/03/konting-hintay-na-lang.html' title='KONTING hintay na lang!!!'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8828729239803786609</id><published>2009-02-22T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:36:41.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Knew Love Could Be Like This</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I was afraid to feel this way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let down the walls&lt;br /&gt;Take a &lt;big&gt;&lt;font color=6699ff&gt;chance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/big&gt; I might fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then you swept those fears away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had &lt;b&gt;faith&lt;/b&gt; in me&lt;br /&gt;In all I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I never knew love could be like this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're all I need&lt;/b&gt;, you're the light that shines inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=6699ff&gt;I've never loved like this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been searching all my life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening doors - &lt;u&gt;yet I knew there was more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't one to make believe&lt;br /&gt;Then you showed me how&lt;br /&gt;And look at me now I never knew love could be like this&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're all I need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the light that shines inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=6699ff&gt;I've never loved like this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the touch of summer rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;u&gt;This heart of mine's alive again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can try again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In your eyes I see forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew love could be like this&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're all I need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the light that shines inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=6699ff&gt;I've never loved like this&lt;br /&gt;I never knew love could be like this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8828729239803786609?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8828729239803786609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8828729239803786609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8828729239803786609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8828729239803786609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-never-knew-love-could-be-like-this.html' title='I Never Knew Love Could Be Like This'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4567299017275424005</id><published>2009-02-22T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:29:10.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDzjBC_UZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UE_VQNrLfXI/s1600-h/aaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDzjBC_UZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UE_VQNrLfXI/s400/aaaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305508143944389010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was afraid to let my guard down.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to allow anyone to come into my life and to see what I hid behind my mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;And he proved himself worthy of my trust and LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me so damn happy. And I have never felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;He is definitely the BEST part of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share this overwhelming feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the right words. It's frustrating, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just celebrated our anniversary 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;1 year down, and an eternity to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am PROUD to say that the SPARK is still there.&lt;br /&gt;I still sigh with relief when he kisses my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;I will never grow tired of holding his hand.&lt;br /&gt;I still LOVE his hugs and I feel such comfort when he has his arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still so much in-love with Mr. Jeffrey delos Santos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4567299017275424005?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4567299017275424005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4567299017275424005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4567299017275424005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4567299017275424005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-love.html' title='LOVE LOVE.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDzjBC_UZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UE_VQNrLfXI/s72-c/aaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6832781344899093341</id><published>2009-02-22T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:25:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDTb1MlssI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hmfe5ug7Byg/s1600-h/gsmarena_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDTb1MlssI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hmfe5ug7Byg/s320/gsmarena_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305472836132254402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can hardly wait. WOHOO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6832781344899093341?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6832781344899093341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6832781344899093341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6832781344899093341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6832781344899093341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/march-4.html' title='March 4'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SaDTb1MlssI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hmfe5ug7Byg/s72-c/gsmarena_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6873541255891803888</id><published>2009-02-21T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:10:41.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW ACES SECRETARY.</title><content type='html'>YEHEY. I won!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who have voted for me and I promise that I will do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6873541255891803888?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6873541255891803888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6873541255891803888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6873541255891803888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6873541255891803888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-aces-secretary.html' title='NEW ACES SECRETARY.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4317664007793821498</id><published>2009-02-16T02:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:29:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAYE's week</title><content type='html'>Eng'g week = MY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEBRUARY 9&lt;/b&gt; (Monday)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_684269639l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_783653861l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Year Civil Engineering Field Trip.&lt;br /&gt;Steel Asia + Moldex.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring but FUN FUN day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEBRUARY 12&lt;/b&gt; (Thursday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_312142655l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_746605917l.jpg" border="10" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_579784771l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_646853238l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I spent the whole night (Feb 11) together.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;Job Fair bonding with Arjay, Arnold and Jowy.&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon Bonding Session with Lyka (Iyah arrived around 6 pm).&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE from JEFF and my girls.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Yellow Cab (my treat).&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I waited for the day to end.&lt;br /&gt;Came home past 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best birthdays again.&lt;br /&gt;JEFF and I turned 1 that day too.&lt;br /&gt;TOP THAT!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEBRUARY 13&lt;/b&gt; (Friday)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_326684740l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_312980287l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job fair with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Vanity Session.&lt;br /&gt;Videoke at G-box.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at SM San Lazaro.&lt;br /&gt;Bonding time with Jeff + Yuri + Micah + Tina til 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEBRUARY 14&lt;/b&gt; (Saturday)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_387862657l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_621879569l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE at SM Mall of ASIA.&lt;br /&gt;Arcade + Lunch (Food Trip).&lt;br /&gt;Ate again at Mrs. Fields Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner date with Lyka and Iyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;February 15&lt;/b&gt; (Sunday)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_815964557l.jpg" border="10" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_315219207l.jpg" border="10" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner Date with the two most important men in my life.&lt;br /&gt;JEFF and my DAD.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Congo Grille.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Starbucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;FUN FUN WEEK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4317664007793821498?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4317664007793821498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4317664007793821498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4317664007793821498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4317664007793821498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/kayes-week.html' title='KAYE&apos;s week'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2599471365114926570</id><published>2009-02-12T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:30:46.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEBRUARY 12</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 21st birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We started the day together. =D We waited til 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole night together. &lt;br /&gt;YEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to a GREAT start.&lt;br /&gt;Can hardly wait for the rest of the day. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2599471365114926570?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2599471365114926570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2599471365114926570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2599471365114926570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2599471365114926570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-12.html' title='FEBRUARY 12'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8845593907895055616</id><published>2009-02-08T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:57:37.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy BIRTHDAY???</title><content type='html'>My mom's not here.&lt;br /&gt;Shang and I are not ok.&lt;br /&gt;Tonee and I are still not ok.&lt;br /&gt;My dad may not show up on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only upside. It's our ANNIVERSARY too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we'll see how my day would go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8845593907895055616?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8845593907895055616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8845593907895055616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8845593907895055616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8845593907895055616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='happy BIRTHDAY???'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1071633467797360415</id><published>2009-01-27T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:31:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Photoshop 7.0</title><content type='html'>DAMN IT. My CS3 ain't working anymore. I had to revert back to Adobe Photoshop 7.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I badly needed Photoshop to create something for our Anniversary. So I had to find a way to download any version from the internet. This is ok, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1071633467797360415?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1071633467797360415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1071633467797360415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1071633467797360415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1071633467797360415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-photoshop-70.html' title='Back to Photoshop 7.0'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-441001395924532484</id><published>2009-01-26T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:51:38.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monDATE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_996388181l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_231627545l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_200631924l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN monday with Jeff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a GREAT way to start the week!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17 days to go before our ANNIVERSARY. Wohoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-441001395924532484?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/441001395924532484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=441001395924532484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/441001395924532484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/441001395924532484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/mondate.html' title='monDATE.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1703858766531155370</id><published>2009-01-21T00:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:26:18.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293423386695851186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; opacity: 0.5" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SXYEhkHAXLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/__GYihpQx-Y/s400/1_939035731l.jpg" border="10" color="000000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All it takes is one &lt;b&gt;single moment&lt;/b&gt; to change the rest of the moments of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's no one else I'd rather be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My heart is yours to keep forever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;i&gt;impossible&lt;/i&gt; to find someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that won't bring you &lt;u&gt;pain&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you just have to find the &lt;b&gt;person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who is worth it all&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1703858766531155370?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1703858766531155370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1703858766531155370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1703858766531155370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1703858766531155370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/bliss.html' title='Bliss.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SXYEhkHAXLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/__GYihpQx-Y/s72-c/1_939035731l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6551962697948045710</id><published>2009-01-19T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:12:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X_x</title><content type='html'>BRAIN DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information ooh-o-OVERLOAD.&lt;br /&gt;SYSTEM ... crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;KABOOOOOM!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETER LIM + NANCY ELERIA = BRAIN DEAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6551962697948045710?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6551962697948045710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6551962697948045710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6551962697948045710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6551962697948045710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/xx.html' title='X_x'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2450751347058926739</id><published>2009-01-19T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T03:44:30.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>WHAT THE???</title><content type='html'>People. &lt;b&gt;WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my hopes up for a lot of couples.&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought they could surpass anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FOREVER&lt;/u&gt; seemed possible because of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I've seen them all fall in-love.&lt;br /&gt;I've witnessed their courtship days.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen them fight and then make-up.&lt;br /&gt;I envied how they spent their monthsaries .. ANNIVERSARIES. &lt;small&gt;(well, back when I was single. haha.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get a bit busy with schoolwork. Wasn't able to catch up with some of my pals for a couple of months. Then news about couples breaking-up are just piling up nowadays. WHAT THE HELL? Is this a new fad? Am I supposed to follow this new trend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe I get why these couples broke-up. And I do agree that it's for the best. I know how hard it must have been for most of them. But &lt;b&gt;DAMN&lt;/b&gt;. I'm just SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean their boyfriends, no scratch that -- their &lt;i&gt;EX-boyfriends&lt;/i&gt; turned out to be JERKS. I thought they were decent. They had me convinced that they were sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these said couples lasted for more than 3 years. Some for almost 8 months. But the love they've shown before .. they still exude that same amount of LOVE for their new girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the same guys who exerted so much effort before. Now, they are just a thing in the past. I mean, if guys could give the same amount of LOVE they gave before, why should any GIRL believe that she is SPECIAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAITH&lt;/b&gt;, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put so much faith into one person who could possibly find another person to love anyway is just &lt;u&gt;SCARY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it is. We just need to find that one person, who will be worth the risk. Worth the pain. And maybe, just maybe .. he really is the one for you. And maybe you are indeed SPECIAL to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I guess I was really affected by the recent break-up news. I'm glad I have Jeff, though. He's the reason why I still believe in FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, If I'm REALLY lucky -- he'll turn out to be my &lt;b&gt;HAPPILY EVER AFTER&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have my fingers-crossed. Wish us luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2450751347058926739?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2450751347058926739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2450751347058926739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2450751347058926739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2450751347058926739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title='WHAT THE???'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1010466707437245231</id><published>2009-01-19T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:13:44.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>Quotes.</title><content type='html'>"The &lt;small&gt;sweetest sound&lt;/small&gt; of all&lt;br /&gt;is that of your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;own name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoken by the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; boy&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;b&gt;care&lt;/b&gt; about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/icons/msndollzu_1297933043.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We keep on saying &lt;big&gt;goodbye&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;we can never seem to let go.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/icons/msndollzu_1221418735.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; within the world that I exist&lt;br /&gt;You are the touch that just won't fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are the end and beginning of each and every day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I stay sane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/icons/model46.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best thing about him is the fact that &lt;strong&gt;he's not perfect&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, &lt;i&gt;his socks dont always match&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;his sweatshirt has a few holes in it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt always know exactly the right thing to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;but he tries his best anyway&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he cant really figure out love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;but he's trying it out with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;amp; even though he's not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;i know he's perfect for me.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/icons/7678.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See that's the problem with us. &lt;strong&gt;we're too much alike&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we're both &lt;u&gt;stubborn asses&lt;/u&gt;, and ALWAYS want to get our own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;we both hate to be wrong &amp;amp; love to be right&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;but that's the thing about love&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;small&gt;no matter what happens...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;we always come back for each other one more time.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1010466707437245231?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1010466707437245231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1010466707437245231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1010466707437245231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1010466707437245231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweetest-sound-of-all-is-that-of-your.html' title='Quotes.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/icons/th_msndollzu_1297933043.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6781536646877132920</id><published>2009-01-19T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:28:29.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEAR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SXNg70heAYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iNIeDnjR32M/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292680567918035330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SXNg70heAYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iNIeDnjR32M/s320/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Athazagoraphobia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Abnormal and persistent fear of being forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Autophobia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Fear of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6781536646877132920?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6781536646877132920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6781536646877132920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6781536646877132920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6781536646877132920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/fear.html' title='FEAR.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SXNg70heAYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iNIeDnjR32M/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5728589045598857155</id><published>2009-01-17T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:04:25.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding myself again.</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I feel like I've lost myself when I fell in-love.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too drastic, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to somehow find myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start acting like the 'old' Karyll again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5728589045598857155?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5728589045598857155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5728589045598857155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5728589045598857155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5728589045598857155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/finding-myself-again.html' title='Finding myself again.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5165790211048864329</id><published>2009-01-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:07:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SWjFhU7IpoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xrzH7Scvy4Y/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289694938689742466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SWjFhU7IpoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xrzH7Scvy4Y/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be celebrating our 11th month TOMORROW!! Woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can hardly wait!!! WAH. We're planning to go to Rob Place Ermita. But I'm not sure if that'll happen coz we have to study for our prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so HAPPY, though. Today, we met up with my HS friend, Amee. Ate at 'The Pit' and bonded for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been extra sweet lately. Weeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. =D Whatever we do tomorrow --&gt;&gt; as long as I'm with him --&gt;&gt; that's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!! (Eeek. So mushy.  Hihi.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5165790211048864329?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5165790211048864329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5165790211048864329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5165790211048864329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5165790211048864329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomorrow.html' title='TOMORROW!!!'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SWjFhU7IpoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xrzH7Scvy4Y/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1058025561125108401</id><published>2009-01-03T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:22:58.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO REALITY.</title><content type='html'>After having such a colorful Christmas Vacation -- I do not want to wake-up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I do. The year started with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;pfft&lt;/span&gt;. Not with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;BANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It started with a bad case of family drama. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I'll be seeing Jeff again. YEY. That's the upside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jeff so much.  9 days to go before our 11th month. Waaah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Can hardly wait for our anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. YEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be seeing my girls too. And my FFs. YEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Jess too. Uggghhh. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1058025561125108401?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1058025561125108401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1058025561125108401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1058025561125108401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1058025561125108401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-reality.html' title='BACK TO REALITY.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8735726158001800866</id><published>2009-01-02T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:49:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Checklist.</title><content type='html'>FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;[x] Did Tonee and I make-up?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Did I make new enemies? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Tsk tsk. Hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] How many new friends did I make?&lt;br /&gt;[x] How many times did I bond with ste11ar this year?&lt;br /&gt;[x] How many outings did I have with my college buddies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;[x] Are we still together?  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Hopefully, YES.  Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] If yes, are we still HAPPY and in-love?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Are we fighting less or more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;[x] Did I pass all of my subjects?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Am I going to graduate on time?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have I done anything to be proud of this year?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Did I take my studies seriously this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;[x] Are my parents still arguing like crazy?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Did Shang CHANGE for the better? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I hope so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Less family drama? Or more?&lt;br /&gt;[x] How many bars did we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Trinidad + Lucero girls)&lt;/span&gt; go to this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd get back to this entry on January 1, 2010 and I'd answer these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8735726158001800866?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8735726158001800866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8735726158001800866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8735726158001800866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8735726158001800866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-checklist.html' title='2009 Checklist.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6069953643399456541</id><published>2008-12-30T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:51:03.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i MISS ste11ar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIj8pAlkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hGqNWSgpdwg/s1600-h/PC298963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIj8pAlkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hGqNWSgpdwg/s320/PC298963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285546526339274306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIj3rkMII/AAAAAAAAAFY/i3vo1gzxGJQ/s1600-h/C309059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIj3rkMII/AAAAAAAAAFY/i3vo1gzxGJQ/s320/C309059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285546525007818882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIjiGLmNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k6JePY7Agtc/s1600-h/C299001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIjiGLmNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k6JePY7Agtc/s320/C299001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285546519213873362" 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/20087171-6069953643399456541?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6069953643399456541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6069953643399456541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6069953643399456541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6069953643399456541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-ste11ar.html' title='i MISS ste11ar.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVoIj8pAlkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hGqNWSgpdwg/s72-c/PC298963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-126422064043757326</id><published>2008-12-30T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:59:52.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ste11ar night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVnF_he1zqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m97CNDpMJ90/s1600-h/1_967480832l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285473332806143650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVnF_he1zqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m97CNDpMJ90/s400/1_967480832l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVnF_esn_3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/u4bGGstHRQc/s1600-h/1_894950141l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285473332058652530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVnF_esn_3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/u4bGGstHRQc/s400/1_894950141l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUN FUN ste11ar NIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed my girls so much. YEY. We drank and revealed secrets. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all wasted thanks to Lyka's drink. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for our next bonding session!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-126422064043757326?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/126422064043757326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=126422064043757326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/126422064043757326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/126422064043757326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/ste11ar-night.html' title='Ste11ar night'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVnF_he1zqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m97CNDpMJ90/s72-c/1_967480832l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4380872816969047026</id><published>2008-12-27T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:16:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BC29guI/AAAAAAAAAE4/foNZL8Jy2-k/s1600-h/100_5843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284333165387547362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BC29guI/AAAAAAAAAE4/foNZL8Jy2-k/s200/100_5843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BE4o3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/B8MpUCxobeM/s1600-h/100_5896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284333165931453842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BE4o3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/B8MpUCxobeM/s200/100_5896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BHjbRlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mPb9AYcRz2c/s1600-h/100_5920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284333166647789138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BHjbRlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mPb9AYcRz2c/s200/100_5920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. I'm currently waiting for my family .. (Tagal nila maligo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we started the day with a scrumptuous breakfast. YUMMM. Then off to the beach. Now .. We'll be going to the TREE TOP ADVENTURE. See the website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treetopadventure.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.treetopadventure.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEY. Well. Gotta go now. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4380872816969047026?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4380872816969047026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4380872816969047026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4380872816969047026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4380872816969047026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVW5BC29guI/AAAAAAAAAE4/foNZL8Jy2-k/s72-c/100_5843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4006918369311936912</id><published>2008-12-27T02:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:45:13.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Wireless Internet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjkERLKMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SlvAHYpPfQ0/s1600-h/100_5551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjkERLKMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SlvAHYpPfQ0/s200/100_5551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284168840317184194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjj20p1-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/N6AcdaaqEe4/s1600-h/100_5471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjj20p1-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/N6AcdaaqEe4/s200/100_5471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284168836707899362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjjSk7WrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D9nP0abmddw/s1600-h/100_5501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjjSk7WrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D9nP0abmddw/s200/100_5501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284168826978261682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I will be uploading more of our SUBIC/OLONGAPO adventure in my multiply soon. FUN FUN FUN. We'll be staying here til Dec 28. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4006918369311936912?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4006918369311936912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4006918369311936912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4006918369311936912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4006918369311936912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-wireless-internet.html' title='Thank you, Wireless Internet.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVUjkERLKMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SlvAHYpPfQ0/s72-c/100_5551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3608328354805726138</id><published>2008-12-26T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:36:59.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My HERO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVO-_zrO7mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xIGnRc-ByV0/s1600-h/12212008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVO-_zrO7mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xIGnRc-ByV0/s200/12212008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283776791248301666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself my very own&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Peter Parker&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Clark Kent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bruce Wayne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He does have the power to make everything go away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dear Hon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       I will never grow tired of saying how much I love you. Everyday, you make it better without even trying. I cry at times because of the SHIT that I have to go through here at home, but you make it all better. Knowing that I have you, makes me feel stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       I have always been strong and I will be fine with or without you in my life. But I choose to be with you. I try to come up with reasons why I made that decision but to no avail. For some inexplicable reason, this is what my heart wants. This is what I want. I want YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       I can still be the same old Karyll without losing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      I go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      I party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      I drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      I still have time for my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      I still have my daily dose of family drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       But at the same time I turn into a different girl when you're around. And my HS friends definitely love this version of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      Santa has given me the best present I could ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      They've warned us that there will be more fights ahead of us. I pray that, together, we would have the strength to surpass all of them. I love you so much. In two months, we will be celebrating my 21st birthday and oh yeah .. our FIRST anniversary. Yey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       I miss you. MWAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       Kaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-3608328354805726138?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3608328354805726138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3608328354805726138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3608328354805726138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3608328354805726138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hero.html' title='My HERO.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVO-_zrO7mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xIGnRc-ByV0/s72-c/12212008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1443021922981712023</id><published>2008-12-25T19:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:16:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, frenemy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVNzvSvf9LI/AAAAAAAAADo/exLpuqBmymI/s1600-h/IMG-0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVNzvSvf9LI/AAAAAAAAADo/exLpuqBmymI/s320/IMG-0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283694044157834418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVNzvTttzcI/AAAAAAAAADg/GOl3ygX565c/s1600-h/IMG-0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVNzvTttzcI/AAAAAAAAADg/GOl3ygX565c/s320/IMG-0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283694044418788802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CHRISTMAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to reconcile with an old friend. But to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT MY LOSS, though. I have my friends, my family, and JEFF. What more can I possibly ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're STUBBORN enough to ignore my christmas greeting, BOO! Haha. I can't do anything about it. You've lost your christmas spirit, eh? Awww. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I tried. Hope she's having a good christmas, though. Coz, God knows I am enjoying mine. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1443021922981712023?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1443021922981712023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1443021922981712023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1443021922981712023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1443021922981712023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Hey, frenemy.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SVNzvSvf9LI/AAAAAAAAADo/exLpuqBmymI/s72-c/IMG-0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3376679579680361202</id><published>2008-12-25T03:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:50:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where: Villa Ronar&lt;br /&gt;With: My UST girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding Session. Cry-fest. Learned more about each other. Missed those who weren't there. Swimming session + pictorial in the morning. Lunch at McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After my date with the girls, I went home. Went to Galleria with my mom and dad. BONDING with my parents. SHOPPING!!!! Yey. Ate at Mangan. Then had a drink at Mocha Blends before going home. It was a Shang-free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought -- 3 new tops. A dress.  My gift for jeff. And a pair of tribu slippers for Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was supposed to go out on a date with Jeff that day. But I woke up with a bad case of LBM. Haha. Plus fever. After texting him that I wouldn't be able to go out, he sent me a text message ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;"Wawa ka naman, hon. Wait mo ko diyan, ok? Puntahan kita, tomorrow na po ako uwi sa amin. Mmmmmh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;We spent the whole afternoon watching TV. Yeah, I was a bit gross, but he took care of me. I rested my head on his lap and fell asleep (30 minutes lang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really sweet. This may not have been what we have planned for but being sick has never been this much FUN. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rob Place Metro East -- Lunch at Pancake House with my family. Then went straight to Trinoma. Another SHOPPING DAY. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought -- a new hoodie jacket, a new top, my gifts for Shang and my parents, a Yoyo Cici small stuffed toy (2 inches),  and a pair of shoes.. YEY. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Christmas party with the Trinidad family. Lola Nenet and my other cousins from La Union were there too.  We then went to Makati. Then went to Galleria to eat. Went to Espana (Sampaloc, Manila) to drop Tita Del's package that will be sent to them by a bus. Then attempted to go to our dorm, unfortunately, we weren't able to open the door. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day. But it was ok, I guess. Hehe.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 24-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Christmas Party with the Flores Family. Ate Sherry, Steph, Shang and I drank Gran Matador. We all wore our costumes. Vanity session with Steph. We exchanged gifts around 12 am. YEY. Ate a LOT. Hahahahaha. See my multiply page for the pictures.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/20087171-3376679579680361202?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3376679579680361202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3376679579680361202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3376679579680361202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3376679579680361202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-christmas-vacation.html' title='Busy Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-793334587947381802</id><published>2008-12-24T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:59:51.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS, Y'all.</title><content type='html'>Changed my layout. See credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I've been extremely busy lately. I'll be busy til December 29. YEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all have a BLESSED christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-793334587947381802?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/793334587947381802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=793334587947381802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/793334587947381802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/793334587947381802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-yall.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS, Y&apos;all.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8420663323347303729</id><published>2008-12-01T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:56:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karyll Trinidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[x] Name: Karyll Flores Trinidad&lt;br /&gt;[x] Birthplace: Pasig, City&lt;br /&gt;[x] Current Location: Antipolo, City&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eye Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hair Color: Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;[x] Zodiac Sign: Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------YOU PREFER------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pepsi or coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;[x] McDonalds or Burger King: McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;[x] Single or group dates: Single&lt;br /&gt;[x] Adidas or Nike: Nike&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------DO YOU------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Smoke: Trying to QUIT.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Take a shower: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a crush(es): Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Think you have been in-love?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Want to get married: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Believe in yourself: YES.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Play an instrument: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Flown on a plane: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school because it was raining?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Told a guy/girl that you liked them?: HAHA. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried during a Movie?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had crush on a teacher?: Eeek. NO.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been caught "doing something": HAHAHA. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fight: Who hasn’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------NUMBER OF-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Number of boyfriends you have had: Had? None.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Number of people I could trust with my life: 293290382&lt;br /&gt;[x] Number of CDs that I own: Errr. More than 10? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Number of tattoos: ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Number of things in my past that I regret: ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Yourself: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your friends: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Santa Claus: No&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ghosts: No&lt;br /&gt;[x] God: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------- FRIENDS AND LIFE -------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you ever wish you had another name?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you like anyone?: I like a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Which one of your friends is most like you?: Tina.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Who have you known the longest of your pals?: Amee!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x] Who do you hang around the most?: Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;[x] What’s the best feeling in the world?: Being with my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;[x] Worst Feeling?: Failing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------- IN THE LAST 24 HRS -------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried: No&lt;br /&gt;[x] Worn jeans: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Met someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talked on the phone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------OPPOSITE SEX------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Best eye color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Best hair color: Black? Brown?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Short or long hair: SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Best height: Basta mas matangkad sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Best weight: Basta mas mabigat sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Best first date location: Anywhere romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8420663323347303729?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8420663323347303729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8420663323347303729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8420663323347303729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8420663323347303729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/karyll-trinidad.html' title='Karyll Trinidad'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5701060275485158896</id><published>2008-12-01T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:26:05.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Relationship Will Last... A Long Time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howlongwillyourrelationshipwithyourguylastquiz/last-long-time.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your guy is ideal, as close to Mr. Perfect as he could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you took this quiz, you may be doubting that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't! No guy is perfect but yours comes really close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys will last for many years, as long as you appreciate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howlongwillyourrelationshipwithyourguylastquiz/"&gt;How Long Will Your Relationship With Your Guy Last?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Professional Girlfriend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/professional-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect girlfriend - big surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows you've had enough practice. That's why you're a total pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was an Emily Post of girlfriends, it would be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to act in every situation ... to make both you and your guy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5701060275485158896?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5701060275485158896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5701060275485158896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5701060275485158896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5701060275485158896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6416242030229003802</id><published>2008-11-26T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:32:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAR</title><content type='html'>This STUPID war between our group and theirs is really getting on my nerves. It's annoying how even when I try to reach out, the supposedly 'nice' ones from their side actually ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is how you want to play, FINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6416242030229003802?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6416242030229003802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6416242030229003802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6416242030229003802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6416242030229003802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/war.html' title='WAR'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-814394560624918921</id><published>2008-11-25T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:11:10.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day!!!</title><content type='html'>It's weird that even after 9 months.. We still have days like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was an ordinary day. But somehow, he made it special.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at 'The Pit' again!!! =D Haha. I had Oreo Cheesecake for dessert. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;Even while eating, we fooled around. We laughed like crazy while enjoying our meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to my dormitory then we found ourselves laughing again. We talked about a lot of things. He held my hand the whole night. Well, except when he had his arms around my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we'd end a topic and we'd be silent for a few seconds, he'd look at me then lean to kiss my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that I have found someone who can make me this HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks, we will be celebrating our 10th month. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, was also fun. We played pool then we stayed in our fave spot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely so HAPPY to have him on my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-814394560624918921?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/814394560624918921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=814394560624918921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/814394560624918921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/814394560624918921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-day.html' title='Happy day!!!'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1980964305762399357</id><published>2008-11-21T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:19:07.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed Mode</title><content type='html'>"There is joy beneath the surface of everything right now, and you are in the exact right frame of mind to see it! Look again at that stranger walking by you -- don't you see a smile? Whether they're flirting with you or not isn't even relevant. They are happy -- and that will make you happy. You are clearly in a strong period of ease right now, where you can put in half the effort to get the full reward. Things are coming to you more quickly and people are working around your schedule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need to see the silver lining .. The rainbow... The light at the end of the tunnel. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be OK again. And not to feel left behind .. not to feel so damn lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes find myself eating alone. There are days when I am surrounded by my classmates and we eat together, but then again, being the only girl in my class, when they decide to play ... I sit alone inside the classroom, waiting for my next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice meeting new friends and reuniting with old ones, but it's TOUGH being so far away from my barkada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially now that I'm faced with more problems. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, keeps me strong .. I cried like a kid a few hours ago, and he hugged me tight ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be OK again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1980964305762399357?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1980964305762399357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1980964305762399357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1980964305762399357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1980964305762399357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/depressed-mode.html' title='Depressed Mode'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-309420495555942306</id><published>2008-11-14T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:00:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>What is it really? Look it up in&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GOOGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see the thousands of ways people try to describe it. But no one can really claim to be a LOVE expert, the word itself is not easy to define.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say, you're in-LOVE .. how do you know that it's not just infatuation? And is there really a difference between the two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us have read about it in novels, long before we find ourselves wanting to feel that emotion and to have someone to share special 'kilig' moments with. Then comes that one person whom you make yourself think is the 'one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being young and naive, we allow ourselves to be drowned by such a powerful emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes our first heartbreak. We then learn more about 'love' and 'pain'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's not the same for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me? (after all the heartaches ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Finding comfort in his hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Getting lost track of time without needing anything extravagant to have a good time .. Just me, him and good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Feeling surprisingly calm after receiving a kiss from him on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ The bliss I feel when he suddenly decides to reach for my hand when we're together and he squeezes it ever so gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Finally believing in myself because he makes me see things in a different light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ When all my problems seems bearable because I have found myself a knight-in-shining-armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's LOVE for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-309420495555942306?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/309420495555942306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=309420495555942306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/309420495555942306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/309420495555942306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-262520203837323681</id><published>2008-11-14T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:58:37.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Christmas Wishlist.</title><content type='html'>[x] New &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Another &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;romatic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my Lucero cousins + Shang.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Another&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;town&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;trip with&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ste11ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] An &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;outing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;with my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A relaxing day at a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, PEACE on earth. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-262520203837323681?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/262520203837323681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=262520203837323681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/262520203837323681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/262520203837323681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-wishlist.html' title='2008 Christmas Wishlist.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-76456446947955278</id><published>2008-11-14T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:21:40.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist.</title><content type='html'>December 09, 2006 -- I wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want a boy ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will play basketball with me&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;and sometimes let me win..&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we play basketball at the various arcades, that counts I guess. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who laughs at my jokes ..&lt;br /&gt;and makes me smile ..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;even when he's not around&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(aww. even after 9 months, he can still make me smile like crazy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will buy me flat tops ..&lt;br /&gt;samba, chocnut ..&lt;br /&gt;kitkat or twix ..&lt;br /&gt;without needing a reason to do so.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;the price really doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;it may be cheap .. but to me - -&lt;br /&gt;it's PRICELESS.&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(haha. He actually does bring me chocolates without needing a reason to do so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will have many inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;with and me and remember each one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(aww. shoot. we have a LOT of inside jokes. hahaha. and sometimes, we'd find ourselves just looking at each other, smiling like dorks and know exactly why we're laughing on the inside. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will hold my hand ..&lt;br /&gt;and make me feel that ....&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(awww. i love it when he reaches for my hand and squeezes it gently from time to time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who i can go swimming with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he doesn't know how to swim, but I can sure as hell swim with him. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will spend time with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he has met not only my parents and shang, but the whole trinidad and flores clan. he's invited to almost all our family celebrations/gatherings. YEY.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o] who will play tennis with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(awww. BOO. I'm no longer allowed to play and he doesn't know how to play either.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will bring me seashells ..&lt;br /&gt;from the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we collected seashells when we went to anilao, that counts I guess.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will shake my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;'s hand&lt;br /&gt;and look my &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt; in the eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he and my dad, they're ok, i guess. he's still shy around my parents though. but my parents like him and my mom even remembers him when she shops for our family.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who loves to hangout with&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends ..&lt;br /&gt;and go along with our crazy antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we have had trips out-of-town with my college friends and my HS friends. and he gets along with my friends just fine.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will study with me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hello, Wendy's .. HAHAHA. I love him when he tutors me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o] who will send me&lt;br /&gt;doodles or notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(aww. he's not into doodling or sending mushy notes. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will &lt;strong&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/strong&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;even when there's no occassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(yes. he surprises me from time to time and i LOVE it when he does that. he's so SWEET.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who loves to&lt;br /&gt;whisper in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(when we're together, sometimes he'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"psst. may bubulong ako. I LOVE YOU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha. some may find it corny, but not me. i think it's cute when he does that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o] who will show up at my house unexpectedly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(aww. he hasn't done that yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will eat chicken with me.&lt;br /&gt;(hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we LOVE eating spicy chicken at Cely's canteen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will bear with me&lt;br /&gt;when i get into what-is-this-life soliloquies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he listens to me but he cuts me off when I get too emotional already. he hates it when I'm sad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will play pool with me ..&lt;br /&gt;then teach me cool new moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(haha. almost every week, we play pool atleast once. and he does have some pointers for me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will sing to me ..&lt;br /&gt;even when he's not in tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we had one date, when we went to a videoke place, and we sang together. and it was FUN. and when we're bored, we'd use our ipods together and sing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will watch movies with me.&lt;br /&gt;even the chick-flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(haha. we LOVE romantic comedies.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will watch cartoons with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(i found myself a boyfriend who loves cartoons .. cute.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will try to get along with my &lt;strong&gt;sister&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he and shang are friends. not that close, but we sometimes, pay pool together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o] who will call me up just&lt;br /&gt;to make me hear a song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(well, he calls me just for the heck of it. but not because of a song or whatever. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will shop with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(yes. haha. and he was REALLY tired after.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will tell me when i'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he's like my kuya and my bestfriend, so he's not really afraid to tell me off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will take &lt;strong&gt;silly pictures&lt;/strong&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(we have a LOT of silly pictures together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will eat my veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(when i order at a restaurant, he automatically knows that the he'd be eating my veggies and he'd also share his food with me. hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who will love me ...&lt;br /&gt;the crazy, weird, tactless KARYLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he loves me, alright. hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] who tells me i have a nice laugh ...&lt;br /&gt;and a smile that light up the room&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;and simply be mine to hold.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(he told me before that he LOVES my smile and when I laugh. and he sure is MINE to hold.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is so COOL. He's my ideal guy. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-76456446947955278?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/76456446947955278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=76456446947955278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/76456446947955278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/76456446947955278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/checklist.html' title='Checklist.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4218739048980675323</id><published>2008-11-13T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:21:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th month</title><content type='html'>FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my phone died on me today. DARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Congo Grille .. Then watched "Madagascar 2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was SUPER sweet. YEY. Three-fourths of a year down. Happier than EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, hon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4218739048980675323?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4218739048980675323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4218739048980675323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4218739048980675323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4218739048980675323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/9th-m.html' title='9th month'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4608409715576757404</id><published>2008-11-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:07:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can ..</title><content type='html'>only hold my breath for so long. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me wait too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4608409715576757404?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4608409715576757404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4608409715576757404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4608409715576757404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4608409715576757404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can.html' title='I can ..'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-359583026429499953</id><published>2008-11-06T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:14:03.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>I have never been more sure of anything in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at him, I just know that I am with the person I'm supposed to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I love him more than I thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary though, to admit that someone has this much power over you ... to be HAPPY but vulnerable at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the power to crush my heart and blow it to smithereens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have faith in him. Faith that he is, indeed, one of the good guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be celebrating our 9th month next week. Yey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-359583026429499953?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/359583026429499953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=359583026429499953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/359583026429499953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/359583026429499953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2180950041747420976</id><published>2008-11-05T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:45:24.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280 days and counting ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Always and Forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless us with more HAPPY and exciting days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO happy. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2180950041747420976?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2180950041747420976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2180950041747420976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2180950041747420976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2180950041747420976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/280-days-and-counting.html' title='280 days and counting ...'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4088253272894651645</id><published>2008-11-05T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:31:20.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Universe</title><content type='html'>Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When the rain falls on your face&lt;br /&gt;How do you quickly replace it with&lt;br /&gt;A golden summer smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feelin' tired and afraid&lt;br /&gt;How do you know just what to say to make&lt;br /&gt;Everything alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think that you even realize&lt;br /&gt;The joy you make me feel when I'm inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You hold me like I'm the one who's precious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to break it to you but it's just&lt;br /&gt;The other way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can thank your stars all you want but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'll always be the lucky one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When I'm 'bout to lose control&lt;br /&gt;How do you patiently hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;And gently calm me down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When you sing and when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always photograph my heart&lt;br /&gt;Flyin way above the clouds?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4088253272894651645?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4088253272894651645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4088253272894651645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4088253272894651645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4088253272894651645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-universe.html' title='Your Universe'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2184615119213609359</id><published>2008-11-03T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:54:09.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="create avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic4/6172b34465f015841dbe24b6d9c83eac.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥♥ i&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;jeff. ♥♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2184615119213609359?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2184615119213609359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2184615119213609359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2184615119213609359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2184615119213609359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss.html' title='I miss ...'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3146569551305947010</id><published>2008-11-02T02:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:14:44.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>Finally Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe you're here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now it seems my world's complete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never want this moment to end&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and still I see&lt;br /&gt;My dreams become reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I know how it feels to be in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I prayed so many nights that you would come my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;An angel from above to light my darkest day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I think it's time for you to heed these lines&lt;br /&gt;'Cos there's something I want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I finally found what I've been looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you know I'm going to love you more&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight 'cos it's always been you&lt;br /&gt;(It's always been you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To think that you were always there (always there)&lt;br /&gt;To be my friend and wipe away my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now it's clear that it's always been you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you don't expect that friends&lt;br /&gt;Can become lovers in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows what the future will bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So hold me close and don't let go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos this is love, boy, don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we're gonna be together for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I prayed so many night that you would come my way&lt;br /&gt;An angel from above to light my darkest day&lt;br /&gt;A love so strong it's can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's with you that I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found what I've been looking for (finally found)&lt;br /&gt;And now you know I'm going to love you more&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight 'cos it's always been you&lt;br /&gt;(It's always been you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think that you were always there&lt;/strong&gt; (you were always there)&lt;br /&gt;To be my friend and wipe away my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now it's clear that it's always been you &lt;/strong&gt;(you)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This time) this time&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make sure it turns out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna be your everything and by your side&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(This love) this love&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way that love should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Look in my eyes and realize there's no disguise&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found what I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;And now you know I'm going to love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold me tight 'cos it's always been you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that you were always there (you were always there)&lt;br /&gt;To be my friend and wipe away my tears&lt;br /&gt;(Wipe away my tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Now it's clear that it's always been you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's always been you) (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an old song. But .. When I heard it today, I just remembered JEFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH. I miss him. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-3146569551305947010?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3146569551305947010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3146569551305947010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3146569551305947010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3146569551305947010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-found.html' title='Finally Found'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1973208304609305075</id><published>2008-11-02T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:12:49.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>021208</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/HQBgMfcr7C/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/HQBgMfcr7C/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/fV4TWeU/playlist/mXIpIf2L/new_music_playlist/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON THE SIDE OF ANGELS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I've never been so certain, I've never been so sure."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"After all the might-have-beens,&lt;br /&gt;The close and distant calls&lt;br /&gt;After all the try-agains,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to fall&lt;br /&gt;We're on the side of angels after all. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Heaven only knows,&lt;br /&gt;Why this took so long.&lt;br /&gt;But only Heaven knows,&lt;br /&gt;A love is right or wrong."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1973208304609305075?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1973208304609305075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1973208304609305075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1973208304609305075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1973208304609305075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/11/021208.html' title='021208'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-671528296322479471</id><published>2008-10-28T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:01:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>I've been extremely happy lately. Thanks to my High School and College friends and Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great sembreak. I still have less than a week to have FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm TRYING to block out every NEGATIVE thoughts I have in my body. All the screaming .. the anger, the pain .. THE FAMILY DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have none of that. PLEASE. I think I deserve some peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still not OK with a certain friend, though. But I can't do anything about it now. I know for a fact that I didn't do anything wrong. She somehow betrayed me and yeah, I was wrong to remove her from my featured friends (I was hurt and all and it clouded my judgement.) .. But then I realized that she deleted me from friendster and multiply. She also deleted Jeff by the way. (WOAH. Mature much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just showed me how little I meant to her in front of my very own eyes. I really felt betrayed hearing her that night. She acted all snotty after and pretended to not know why I was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mustered every ounce of strength I had when I got home, I texted her and told her off. She only said, "Sorry." and she didn't even try to win me over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the effort, FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's over and done. And I'm not mad anymore .. I just won't be the one to make the first move, that would just be WRONG in so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my travellers, my FFs, my MSGs, my ste11ar, my best friend and JEFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Can't wait for tomorrow - - no scratch that - - I meant LATER. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Jeff. Yey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-671528296322479471?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/671528296322479471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=671528296322479471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/671528296322479471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/671528296322479471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5188089614099507059</id><published>2008-10-22T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:05:43.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad.</title><content type='html'>I miss JEFF so much. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he kisses my forehead when I'm sad/&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he touches my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his hugs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his voice.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his dorky hair.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bestfriend, my 'kuya', my confidant ... my JEFF. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5188089614099507059?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5188089614099507059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5188089614099507059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5188089614099507059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5188089614099507059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7164629104100478941</id><published>2008-10-19T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:14:29.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem-break Update</title><content type='html'>I have spent the first few days of my sembreak at UST. I didn't come home due to the consultations. I failed Theory and Fluid Mechanics by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college friends and I (on the last day of the consultations) went to Laguna. Wohoo. Had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I arrived at Antipolo around 11.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day .. I bonded with Shang. We drank vodka and shared stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to visit AA with my HS friends. Then went to Padi's point for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making the most out of this semestral break. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7164629104100478941?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7164629104100478941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7164629104100478941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7164629104100478941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7164629104100478941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/sem-break-update.html' title='Sem-break Update'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6359894011271565679</id><published>2008-10-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:36:39.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILURE</title><content type='html'>IMPENDING FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory&lt;br /&gt;Fluid Mechanics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6359894011271565679?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6359894011271565679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6359894011271565679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6359894011271565679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6359894011271565679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/failure.html' title='FAILURE'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2198951010451036594</id><published>2008-10-05T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:55:10.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>Double Date</title><content type='html'>Saturday date with jeff + my mom and dad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did this happen? Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we were set home early by Ma'am Sarausad (Yey!). Jeff and I rode with Mae and Drew back to our dormitories. My mom was already there (cleaning our room) while my dad was at SM San Lazaro (buying the ingredients he needed to cook my 2 of my favorite dishes - - Sinigang and Adobo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished doing their things around 6.40 (Jeff was sleeping since we got back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invited him to join us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Congo Grille. Ate a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to see "Mirrors". Haha. It was good and we all had a great time. We got back to Dapitan around 11.30 pm. FUN FUN night with my parents and my JEFF. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a good way to loosen up before the grueling nights ahead of us. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2198951010451036594?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2198951010451036594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2198951010451036594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2198951010451036594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2198951010451036594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/double-date.html' title='Double Date'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-320783124162277872</id><published>2008-10-04T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:17:33.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text messages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Hahaha. Kaye, love you po. Mas gusto na ngayon maghintay talaga, kakayanin ko lahat ng magiging desisyon mo."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 09/15/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hintayin pa din kita, Kaye."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 12/26/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hehe. Kung kailangan kahit diyan na lang tayo sa loob ng wall mo, para wala ng makakagulo sa atin."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 01/07/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Loloadan na kita ah, miss na miss na po kita eh."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 01/27/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy 1st day, hon. Love you, hon. Hmmm. Hug."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 02/13/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Di ko na alam dapat itype sa cellphone ko. hahaha. I'm insane hon, di na maalis smile ko, waaaaaaaaaah."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 02/21/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Haha. The best talaga pag magkasama tayo. Lalo na pag magka-hug tayo."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 02/23/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kakatapos ko lang magpray. Nagpapasalamat ako kay God kasi binigay ka niya sa kin para mahalin ko. Ingat ka palagi, hon. Love you."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 02/24/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Will you marry me, hon?"&lt;/strong&gt; -- 03/21/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hay, sa wakas. Makakasama na ulit kita tom. Happy 58 days, 12 hours and 10 minutes."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 04/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mahal na mahal po kita, yaw ko na mawala ka sa kin."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 04/12/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy 4th month po sa atin hon, mahal na mahal kita."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 06/12/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mahal na mahal pa din po kita. I mean this kaye. Isa lang naman gusto ko eh, makasama ka na ulit."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 07/05/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Good morning baby, I love you yesterday, today , tomorrow and until the end of time. Mwaaah."&lt;/strong&gt; -- 07/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued. =D 8 days before our 8th MONTHSARY. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-320783124162277872?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/320783124162277872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=320783124162277872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/320783124162277872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/320783124162277872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/text-messages.html' title='Text messages.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-854441151803044045</id><published>2008-10-03T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:49:20.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSING HOPE.</title><content type='html'>Blew it a while ago. =( DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUCH AN IDIOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-854441151803044045?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/854441151803044045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=854441151803044045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/854441151803044045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/854441151803044045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/losing-hope.html' title='LOSING HOPE.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6453972614996233535</id><published>2008-10-01T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:32:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENE + GE + PLATES</title><content type='html'>Why did I have to be sick, today of all days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6453972614996233535?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6453972614996233535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6453972614996233535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6453972614996233535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6453972614996233535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/10/ene-ge-plates.html' title='ENE + GE + PLATES'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7268330326631259443</id><published>2008-09-30T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:17:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><content type='html'>Betrayed by someone I used to look up to. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I recently found out that she had the odacity to ERASE me in her friendster and multiply account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr. IMMATURE much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing WRONG. She was SELFISH and she used me to make herself look innocent. Funny how she fooled NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was even surprised that I got mad. Errr. IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer mad at her. Maybe a tad bit. But only because of what she did recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really the end of our friendship?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7268330326631259443?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7268330326631259443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7268330326631259443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7268330326631259443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7268330326631259443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-36864880615853813</id><published>2008-09-30T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:08:52.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERPvgZ7ZI/AAAAAAAAADA/fz-9VYMYvvo/s1600-h/09302008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251497602638802322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERPvgZ7ZI/AAAAAAAAADA/fz-9VYMYvvo/s320/09302008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Tita (Jeff's Mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251497616657403586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERQjuszsI/AAAAAAAAADY/RNhty40T-aQ/s320/09302008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;From JAPAN. ♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERP7moqAI/AAAAAAAAADI/ILHNmC1-duo/s1600-h/09302008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251497605886158850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERP7moqAI/AAAAAAAAADI/ILHNmC1-duo/s320/09302008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His 2nd monthsary gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERQICM9aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BzgGhVjxtSg/s1600-h/09302008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251497609223009698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERQICM9aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BzgGhVjxtSg/s320/09302008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 Xmas gift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another insomnia attack. =D Couldn't sleep, so I decided to post these pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Very TIRING day. Woke up around 6 am. Ate breakfast, took a bath, etc. Went to Tayuman with Jeff (8 am) then rode the LRT to Baclaran. Couldn't get on the train because it was jampacked. Three trains passed, people by the platform had to practically push themselves to fit before the doors close. We were starting to lose hope. The fourth train was WAY better. It was really funny because it wasn't even crowded at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Good thing, we were patient. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We then arrived at Baclaran, with our bags close to us, and our hands tightly clasped together. We approached a group of policemen and asked for directions. Rode a pedicab, got lost a bit, then we rode a jeepney.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;FINALLY, we arrived at the post office around 10:30 am. He got the package sent by his mom, then we went back to Baclaran Station and went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was extremely HOT. Really tiring, but it was all good. I went to accompany him coz I wanted to do something nice for him. He has never failed to accompany me when I needed him and so this was the least I could do for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;His mom sent me a Minney Mouse stuffed toy (Awww.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks, tita. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We arrived at my dorm around 12:30 ... I ate lunch. I slept around 2pm  til 7 pm. Hahahaha. (I was really tired.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ate dinner with Shang at Anong's. Then Jeff and I stayed at Wendy's til 10 pm. W studied for our Fluid Mechanics exam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The end. ♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-36864880615853813?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/36864880615853813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=36864880615853813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/36864880615853813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/36864880615853813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-d.html' title='Thank you!!! =D'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SOERPvgZ7ZI/AAAAAAAAADA/fz-9VYMYvvo/s72-c/09302008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3985257185867757821</id><published>2008-09-29T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:19:10.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooogsh.</title><content type='html'>NERVOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to do a lot of catching up with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;I want to graduate with my MSGs and my Jeff. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-3985257185867757821?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3985257185867757821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3985257185867757821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3985257185867757821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3985257185867757821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/tooogsh.html' title='Tooogsh.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2297528190986238609</id><published>2008-09-28T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:31:04.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manga Kaye + Jeff</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/kaye-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/jeff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Anime Version. =D Haha. i LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sooooo him.&lt;br /&gt;With the chubby face and messy hair. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2297528190986238609?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2297528190986238609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2297528190986238609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2297528190986238609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2297528190986238609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/manga-kaye-jeff.html' title='Manga Kaye + Jeff'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2295929270412677143</id><published>2008-09-28T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:18:05.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout (again).</title><content type='html'>Haha. I wasn't too happy with the other one, so I made this one. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a bigger space for my entries and a simple design for my layout . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ TADA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// It looks ok to me on my laptop, I hope it's the same for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;paki sabi na lang kung may lampas-lampas pag vniew niyo&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made EVERYTHING. The code, the blue-striped background, the background for the blog entries, and the image on top. This is a KARYLL FLORES TRINIDAD original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2295929270412677143?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2295929270412677143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2295929270412677143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2295929270412677143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2295929270412677143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-layout-again.html' title='New layout (again).'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-912411359841796103</id><published>2008-09-21T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:03:05.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan???</title><content type='html'>We were having a GOOD time at Wendy's while reviewing Double Integration Method and Area-Moment Method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly he said, "Hon, oo nga pala. Baka magtrabaho ako sa Japan. May kakilala kasi si mama don at kailangan daw ng Civil Engineer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled at him then looked down on my paper. I felt really down, thinking ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT THE HELL?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED FOR US.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always pictured us, graduating together .. then while working, we'd still be as close as possible (though not necessarily in the same COMPANY.) I wanted us to spend our lunch breaks together and be a cute yuppie couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made plans too. We said that we wouldn't get married quickly, we must first help our families before we create our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I said that I haven't thought much of our future, but it's quite hard really. I know, I shouldn't coz it would just get my hopes up. But whenever we're together, we just get to a point where we find ourselves making plans (even silly ones, haha.) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. But hey, we still have 2 years together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the board exams and 3 more semesters, who knows what'll happen to us, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, we just have to ENJOY what we have RIGHT now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah. It's just hard .. COZ I NEVER REALLY BELIEVED IN LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-912411359841796103?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/912411359841796103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=912411359841796103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/912411359841796103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/912411359841796103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-were-having-good-time-at-wendys_21.html' title='Japan???'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-9038927829961463969</id><published>2008-09-18T02:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:05:00.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept. 18, 2007</title><content type='html'>The second best desicion I ever made was when I allowed him to court me on September 18, 2007. That was ONE year ago. WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted him just a while ago .. Let's skip the other mushy parts (this blog is too mawkish already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Look at your calendar, dear. It's been a year ... (blah blah blah) ... It was one of the best desicions I've ever made 'coz it lead me closer to you ... (blah blah blah) ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the person who makes me so damn excited to wake up every single day ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I'll do anything on the off chance it'll make you a little less sad coz it breaks my heart when I see you so down. So SMILE, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I definitely love you more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I love you because you bring out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I have only a handful of friends who have the GUTS to tell me when I'm wrong, but WOAH. I was so surprised when you told me off. Haha. I loved you more because of that. You actually proved that you are more MATURE than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I feel so SECURED when you wrap your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ You never give up on me, and that's what keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ "As i would always belong to him, so would he always be mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my blog has indeed become a really sappy one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I am, I write when I feel SAD, HAPPY, HURT and when I'm IN-LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you guys rather have me post bitter entries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, you guys love me too much and you're happy to see me happy, right?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-9038927829961463969?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/9038927829961463969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=9038927829961463969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/9038927829961463969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/9038927829961463969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-best-desicion-i-ever-made-was.html' title='Sept. 18, 2007'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4045975532668727500</id><published>2008-09-13T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:10:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early CHRISTMAS wishlist.</title><content type='html'>★ A new jacket.&lt;br /&gt;--------- I need a new hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ Complete series of One Tree Hill (DVD)&lt;br /&gt;--------- and Desperate Housewives, Heroes and Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ Twilight Series (by Stephanie Meyer): Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;--------- Waaah. I really WANT to have a copy of these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ Harry Potter 7th Book&lt;br /&gt;--------- WHAT THE HELL? I still don't have my own copy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ A date with ste11ar.&lt;br /&gt;--------- I miss my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ A date with my MSG.&lt;br /&gt;--------- Out-of-town!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ A date with my JEFF.&lt;br /&gt;--------- It would be our first Christmas together. YEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know it's too early to make my list. But the material things - - I'd buy them for myself (unless you guys wanna give 'em to me.) HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others .. The DATES .. DAPAT matupad yan. Hihi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4045975532668727500?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4045975532668727500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4045975532668727500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4045975532668727500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4045975532668727500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/christmas-wishlist-new-jacket.html' title='Early CHRISTMAS wishlist.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6471508394134308142</id><published>2008-09-12T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:25:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 7th MONTHSARY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/09122008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our ONLY picture together this day.&lt;br /&gt;Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/09122008006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG TOBLERONE. Yummm.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/09122008008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my new best friend. =D Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/karyll_09/09122008007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE his gift. Yummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to school, he told me that he bought me a cute piece of small chocolate for our monthsary. I frowned, thinking - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DARN. Just one piece?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on our break time, we went outside the classroom, we joked around then he asked me if I wanted to see his gift already. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned around, opened his bag and brought out the BIIIIIIG toblerone. WOW. I was jumping like a kid when I saw it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told him months ago that I wanted to buy myself that coz I've already tried the BIG Hershey's KISS. (And it was GOOOOOD, baybeh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was touched that he remembered my story. SWEEEEEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after our class, we went to "The Pit" and ate dinner. His treat (again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then played billiards. I lost. 3-2. Haha. (He let me win twice.) He's just too NICE. He helped me out with some of my shots and I had a lot of do-overs. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to my dormitory and just sat at our favorite spot. It was the same spot where we hung out way before we became a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was super MALAMBING. WAAAAAH. I'm so friggin lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, hon. Thank you for this day. MMMMMMWWWWAAAAAAAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6471508394134308142?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6471508394134308142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6471508394134308142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6471508394134308142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6471508394134308142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-7th-monthsary.html' title='HAPPY 7th MONTHSARY.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-3097069265225967191</id><published>2008-09-12T02:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:10:53.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New LAYOUT.</title><content type='html'>Haha. Just in time for our 7th monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, we've been EXTREMELY happy together. He's EXTRA sweet (i&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He somehow makes everyday more bearable without even trying. He can make me forget all my problems just by holding my hands. He makes me feel so loved and protected every time he kisses my forehead. He makes me feel safe just by standing next to me. He eats a lot too, which makes him fun to be with during breakfast, lunch and dinner time (Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found HIM. I've found the person I wanna spend the rest of my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can only cross my fingers for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, hon. Mmmmwaaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-3097069265225967191?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/3097069265225967191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=3097069265225967191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3097069265225967191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/3097069265225967191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-layout.html' title='New LAYOUT.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-8463420029076611219</id><published>2008-08-14T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:12:13.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the POWEEEER.</title><content type='html'>FRIENDSTER HOROSCOPE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your head today -- in other words, you can alter your reality by simply thinking differently than you have been. Feeling unattractive? Simply remind yourself that you are indeed very attractive, and people will start seeing it. Worried you won't pass a test? Tell yourself that you'll do as well as you can, and then you will. It's important to realize that your powers of positive thinking are just as strong as your powers of negative thinking -- so make sure to think the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?? I'm gorgeous!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I will PASS. DAMN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-8463420029076611219?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/8463420029076611219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=8463420029076611219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8463420029076611219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/8463420029076611219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/08/friendster-horoscope-its-all-in-your.html' title='I have the POWEEEER.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6167807348011161189</id><published>2008-08-11T01:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:12:32.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYeDJ5pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lLj5Pu9fdZI/s1600-h/1_281275989l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954488969094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYeDJ5pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lLj5Pu9fdZI/s320/1_281275989l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Wala si Paola at Micah. Daya mo Pao. Huhu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYbw1G7I/AAAAAAAAACY/60hdgWILbqs/s1600-h/1_417538420l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954488355363762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYbw1G7I/AAAAAAAAACY/60hdgWILbqs/s320/1_417538420l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Ok. ANG TABA KO.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYtUjY2I/AAAAAAAAACg/WAOZA5uKgqo/s1600-h/1_769564574l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954493068600162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYtUjY2I/AAAAAAAAACg/WAOZA5uKgqo/s320/1_769564574l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Wacky.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wY-JeI3I/AAAAAAAAACo/WehdHDEixUA/s1600-h/1_876778375l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954497585521522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wY-JeI3I/AAAAAAAAACo/WehdHDEixUA/s320/1_876778375l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(FAT. Huhu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click the images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6167807348011161189?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6167807348011161189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6167807348011161189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6167807348011161189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6167807348011161189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/08/wala-si-paola-at-micah.html' title='Class pictures.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJ8wYeDJ5pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lLj5Pu9fdZI/s72-c/1_281275989l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7361106668137334433</id><published>2008-08-07T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:11:27.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence, baybeh.</title><content type='html'>I learned that they've made nasty comments about me long before I met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1MsTMWI/AAAAAAAAABY/d5Tl0FNRw58/s1600-h/woo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231458547200635234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1MsTMWI/AAAAAAAAABY/d5Tl0FNRw58/s320/woo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've made comments about my looks. (&lt;em&gt;PANGIT daw ako.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's not something anyone would want to hear, right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't really SHOCKED or anything. I don't claim to be beautiful anyway. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1ZsB9KI/AAAAAAAAABg/2fgQX1uqk1k/s1600-h/worn-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231458550689166498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1ZsB9KI/AAAAAAAAABg/2fgQX1uqk1k/s320/worn-out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But I do think I'm cute. Sure .. I have ugly teeth. I have a lot of pimples and my eyes are really puffy because of the lack of sleep. I have a weird-shaped head and I'm FAT. For my other ugly features (Consult Shang. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I know 'em all. So I wasn't really shocked that they made nasty comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still think, I'm cute. (Kanya-kanya na lang yan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1QAwkHI/AAAAAAAAABo/EdDqn0Mfv1E/s1600-h/tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231458548091752562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1QAwkHI/AAAAAAAAABo/EdDqn0Mfv1E/s320/tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behlat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's how you really see yourself. That's the most important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1cgaEYI/AAAAAAAAABw/5lgBpwJOXQQ/s1600-h/sweat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231458551445721474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1cgaEYI/AAAAAAAAABw/5lgBpwJOXQQ/s320/sweat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... I'm still stressing over our class with Sir Jess tom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7361106668137334433?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7361106668137334433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7361106668137334433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7361106668137334433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7361106668137334433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-learned-that-theyve-made-nasty.html' title='Confidence, baybeh.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SJnf1MsTMWI/AAAAAAAAABY/d5Tl0FNRw58/s72-c/woo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-4007780359314784120</id><published>2008-08-07T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T01:05:23.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's probably gonna announce the grade tom. Oh happy day!&lt;br /&gt;This is TORTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided if I should go to class tom. Should I bother showing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it's so damn hard to be able to hold it together .. when everyone else expects you to fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to constantly remind myself, that EVERYTHING happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this not as a challenge but something that will make me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let's get this OVER with. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-4007780359314784120?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/4007780359314784120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=4007780359314784120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4007780359314784120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/4007780359314784120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-5110200967559504831</id><published>2008-07-25T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T02:25:56.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/68/12/2682186/1_699526184l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cute namin dito oh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang kumontra .. PANGIT. =P&lt;br /&gt;Ang mag-agree sswertehin sa buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-5110200967559504831?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/5110200967559504831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=5110200967559504831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5110200967559504831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/5110200967559504831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-2937709847167193264</id><published>2008-07-16T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:35:17.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STAY WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've been together for a while now&lt;br /&gt;We're growing stronger everyday now&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good and there's no doubt&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you as each morning brings sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And the flowers bloom in springtime&lt;br /&gt;On my love you can rely&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I'll stay with you through the ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll stay with you when no one else is around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the dark clouds arrive&lt;br /&gt;I will stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know we'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though relationships can get old&lt;br /&gt;They have the tendency to grow cold&lt;br /&gt;We have something like miracle&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I'll stay with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll stay with you through the ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll stay with you when no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;And when the dark clouds arrive&lt;br /&gt;I will stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there will be heartaches and pains, yes it will&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, we will remain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In this life, we all know&lt;br /&gt;Friends may come, and they may go&lt;br /&gt;Through the years I know&lt;br /&gt;I will stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end I know that we'll find&lt;br /&gt;Love so beautiful and divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll be lovers for the lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll stay with you through the ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll stay with you when no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;And when the dark clouds arrive&lt;br /&gt;I will stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-2937709847167193264?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/2937709847167193264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=2937709847167193264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2937709847167193264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/2937709847167193264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/07/stay-with-you-weve-been-together-for.html' title=''/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7045449403388358360</id><published>2008-07-14T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808281509166082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskdd1SfAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HGjPuKm7GX4/s200/07122008(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808285214403058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskdror6fI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kfJ67pPzJuY/s200/07122008(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808283321018018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskdklRJqI/AAAAAAAAABA/Vlx5r4S16Ec/s200/07122008(035).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808285620759202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskdtJkaqI/AAAAAAAAABI/FbLWcHFEJRc/s200/07122008(038).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808288042797218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskd2LByKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Vkw1CYio200/s200/07122008(023).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months and counting. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a BLAST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7045449403388358360?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7045449403388358360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7045449403388358360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7045449403388358360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7045449403388358360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/07/5th-month.html' title='5th month.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SHskdd1SfAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HGjPuKm7GX4/s72-c/07122008(021).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-6949793869017971228</id><published>2008-07-06T04:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:33.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm OK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SG_gTnt_X_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/W9qflYNKkQ0/s1600-h/private_1_895c785aca8f5bc9b7a3fcd72bb77e84ea46f1f733f2d16e6b23200a499b1ca9l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219637120829710322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="100" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SG_gTnt_X_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/W9qflYNKkQ0/s400/private_1_895c785aca8f5bc9b7a3fcd72bb77e84ea46f1f733f2d16e6b23200a499b1ca9l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're OK. =P finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MISSED him so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he promised to bring back the old JEFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone makes mistakes. and he did hurt me (SO MUCH). but it happens. and he didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word vomit. that was exactly what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compared to every single good thing that he's done for me .. the crap that he said .. amounts to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he LOVES me. that's all i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, we'll still FIGHT. but .. if we're really meant to be together .. then we'll be OK. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hardly wait for July 12. Yipee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-6949793869017971228?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/6949793869017971228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=6949793869017971228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6949793869017971228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/6949793869017971228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-ok.html' title='i&apos;m OK.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8fvWDVpEomc/SG_gTnt_X_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/W9qflYNKkQ0/s72-c/private_1_895c785aca8f5bc9b7a3fcd72bb77e84ea46f1f733f2d16e6b23200a499b1ca9l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-7463878157459552157</id><published>2008-06-26T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:33:43.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>345th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PRESSURED.&lt;/strong&gt; from all the schoolworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRUSTRATED.&lt;/strong&gt; with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAD.&lt;/strong&gt; because of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONFUSED.&lt;/strong&gt; of how things have turned out between me and jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASED.&lt;/strong&gt; with the effort i exert for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISAPPOINTED.&lt;/strong&gt; with a handful of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY.&lt;/strong&gt; because of my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-7463878157459552157?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/7463878157459552157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=7463878157459552157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7463878157459552157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/7463878157459552157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/06/345th-post.html' title='345th post.'/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20087171.post-1828795275576888559</id><published>2008-06-05T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:40:27.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven’t written anything for a while and I had everything bottled up inside. So .. just allow me to be absolutely lame, corny, and mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyll Flores Trinidad is in-love. Haha. &lt;em&gt;Que Horror!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he reaches my hand at unexpected moments. The way he can make me laugh with just a look. We spend endless hours talking about ‘nothing’ and ‘everything’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being with him because he’s Jeff. And trust me,&lt;strong&gt; that’s reason enough&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows the real me, and still .. he chose to stay. Haha. &lt;em&gt;Brave boy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself doing lots of new things that I wouldn’t have tried on my own. He taught me to broaden my horizon to look beyond my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to creating more wonderful memories with him.&lt;br /&gt;The best is yet to come. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20087171-1828795275576888559?l=untamedsoul09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/feeds/1828795275576888559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20087171&amp;postID=1828795275576888559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1828795275576888559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20087171/posts/default/1828795275576888559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untamedsoul09.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-havent-written-anything-for-while-and.html' title=''/><author><name>untamed_soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15316792025731435212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
