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			<title>I'm really screwed now</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial;">Haha. And that's an understatement. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">I just really hate what's happening right now. I mean.. I know they're all concerned about me and stuff.. but really. They don't really know the person. It's not entirely his fault too.. It's mine. Cause really, I was falling out of love for Ards. Damn it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">It's not like I could tell myself "Stop loving him" when I just can't. It's impossible. Friends and others tell me that the feeling's new.. Cause everything just happened so fast.. Yadda yada yada. But really, it isn't that. It isn't new. And I would know if I love the person or not. You feel it. I was aware before that I simply had a crush on him. And that's that. It was just a crush. But damn. After our first kiss, my first impulse was to say "I love you", but I thought better. I didn't want to scare him away. Then I thought.. Is it real? Do I really love this guy? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">Sometimes, being with him seems surreal. I never expected him to see me as more than a friend. We were the best of friends.. "bestest friends". Neither of us expected that something like this would happen. Like he said.. We've hurt a lot of people.. Even ourselves. But that won't make us stop loving each other. Everyone may be against it.. But really. If they'd let things be, they'll see what a great person he is. They'll see that I'm not the person who I am right now.. A person who always fights them to defend my loved one. o.o</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">How right. Us against the world. God. Why can't they just leave us be. Everyone's biased. And I do know that Ards is really kind. I mean, he doesn't hate me. And he doesn't even blame me. Even if it's all my fault, actually. If I hadn't entertained him, then things would be alright. If Ards and I didn't have a misunderstanding before, then things might turn out fine. But then.. It isn't like that. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">This is the first time I fell this hard for someone. I really am inlove. The spark? It's there. What I've been looking for. And it's not because he has been my crush.. No. Gelo had become my crush, but there wasn't any spark like this. This.. This is different. God, I really do love him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">"Absence makes the heart grow fonder". Haha. I didn't believe in this. I even told my mom. She said, yes, just like her. She asked if that's what I feel with Ards (this was before, before the breakup. I told my mom that Ards and I were on a "rocky" relationship.) I said.. Yes. Then she tried making Ards and me go out often. But then see, it didn't work. I really thought about him. When he came along.. I mean, with what has happened, that statement applies to me now. Absence does make the heart grow fonder. And it makes me irritated too. I want to be with him every single minute, every single second. These 5 days of not kissing him.. of not hugging him.. of not even seeing him.. God. It's torture. Plain torture. I want to be with him. I never felt this way with Ards before. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial;">God. I sound so mean, don't I? Comparing. x.x&nbsp; I'm sorry.. but I really do like this guy. I LOVE him. Get it? Got it? Good. </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 05:40:44 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Please</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p>Do me a favor and just kill me.</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 06:42:28 +0000</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>Damn. Things I should stop:</p>
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<p>The list could go on and on. Why can't it stop? Why can't I stop? Boo. Everything's getting screwed. I mean. God. Can't I stop? Haha. Still scared. Coward.</p>
<p>Stress. Problems. Quitting. No sense of direction. Hopeless. Giving up. Stop. Please make it stop.</p>
<p>0.o</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 17:52:28 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>:|</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">To be honest, am having a hard time already. <i>Nahihirapan na ko. Tangina. Dahil sa inyo, naiinis ako sa sarili ko. Dahil sa inyo, minamaliit ko ang sarili ko. Naiinis ako sa inyo. </i>But well, what can I do, right? <i>Ganun talaga eh. Ano pa nga ba ang magagawa ko. </i></span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 14:58:30 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Fine</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Can't be perfect. And I know people expect a lot from me. Friends expect me to always be there for them. And at least try my best to show that I do care. But, sometimes, I just can't show it. Time is of the essence here. Let's say it's about schwork. It may be easier than the works of others. But it's a lot more than you can imagine. Ask Balls. Ask Ardo. Ask whoever. I'm sorry if I suck in being a friend. I'm sorry if I suck at being a girlfriend. I'm sorry if I suck at being a daughter. I can't say anything else aside from "I'm sorry", huh? I admit. I know. I know that I'm always wrong, I know that I do the wrong things. Sorry. </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>_____</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Misunderstood yet again. I left the house. Saw mom on the stairs. Didn't kiss her. When I came back, didn't do it either. Got a lot in my mind and I tend to forget those things. I haven't respected her, I admit. And I'm sorry. But I just can't open up, now can I? There's this "ilang" feeling. And I'm sorry. I'm fucking sorry. </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 05:28:47 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Last night</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Last night, I missed G. Hugged Pluto. What made me remember him? Haha. His ym stat: "uh.. help.." So I messaged him. Asked "help?" He said he needed help in changing the theme in multiply. Asked if I was busy. Then there. I helped him. After that, he changed his stat to busy. Then he said that I should go on with what I'm doing. He also said thanks. Then after, he went offline. That was the time Ardo wasn't texting since he was at some place. Running errands daw. So okay. Wasn't in such a good mood last night. I just hate how all this is turning out. I hope that I was just stuck in my dream. I was a spy for something. Then I kept hiding in some places. Oh yea, cause the enemies were actually some monsters or freaks of some sort. Naturally, we'd have to get away from them. Last part of my dream, I woke up. Then, I eventually woke up in real life. Funny, isn't it? Gah. I'm just blabbing. Gonna do research now. </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:51:09 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Shit?</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Here we go again. Mom always nags me. Naturally, a person's reaction would be irritation. I just woke up, saw a nice movie on tv, something that my sister was watching. I wanted to wait till it would be finished before I ate breakfast. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Nevermind. Doesn't matter. Haha. I do have an attitude problem don't I? Fuck. Mom's angry at me, Ardo's getting tired of me. And all cause of the choices that I make. It's true. I've screwed up. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Damn. Can't focus on work. I've been unorganized. And I've got a lunatic as my sister. 0.o </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:35:25 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>fuck</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Damnit. Why does he have to associate things with other things that I wasn't even thinking of? I didn't even know that he was thinking of that till now. Thoughts are all jumbled up. Fudge. He said this: "Messages mo parating walang gana magtext. Since nung sinabi mong di na nagtetext madalas si _________. Haha. &uuml;" I dunno. Just feel bad that he's still jealous. And one time, we had a REAL conversation. Said that it's better if we say things. If we let our thoughts out in the open. I thought he took it seriously since it was he who suggested that. So, I try my best. I tell him things. But then, to learn that he's been thinking about that? And to think that he left too. Without telling me that he was and where he was going. I know that I'm not his mom or someone&nbsp;that he has to tell things&nbsp;such as that. But, he just suddenly stopped? I mean, what's that about? What's the real issue here? If he has something in his mind, well, why doesn't he tell it to me then? Is it because I'd get mad? Well, better that I know things at once, rather than me knowing because of slips. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Or what? Is it because I'm unconsciously affected by a certain someone else? Maybe I am. I don't want to acknowledge things. Because of the fear of knowing them. If they turn out to be true. But I do hate thinking. Makes me do things that I regret. Why are my thoughts fucked up, then? WHY? </span></p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 16:15:13 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>EYES ON ME</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Makes me wanna... Poof! Wala lang. Dum dum. I started the day.. Happy. Ended the day.. happy? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Haha. Asa. Happy? Really? Was with my friend the whole day. Cause he was supposed to help me edit videos. But then.. Something went wrong. I thought that he had the cable thing itself. Thing was, he was explaining that he had a firewire port in his laptop. We misunderstood each other. Once in the thesis room, I panicked cause I really wanted to finish everything. Anyway, he asked his friends if they had. Aw.. He told me "Swerte mo! Meron si ..". Then he kept saying sorry too. Haha. But it was okay. While waiting for his friend, we played neopets. And his tribalwars thing. Addict. :P We waited for around an hour and a half? I think. By the time the friend finally came, we both were very thankful. Till we found out that it didn't work and that my cam didn't have this usb something. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">As he said "Worse comes to worst, we go to Umall to get someone transfer the minidv to a cd". So we went out. Went to Umall. First stop, the guy said it was 300. So my friend took me out and said "Mahal ang 300". So next stop, we asked how much. Girl said 250. But.. PER DV. I'm like "Holy sheep. It's costly. And unfair. I only had 10 minutes in one dv". Third stop, back to cdr king to buy firewire port cause we thought that it was the last chance/hope. I said "I didn't have the money". He said "Nah, I'll buy for myself". I'm like "why?" He's like "Cause I always wanted to have one. And it would be very useful next time". 0.o I know. Oh my. But anyway, upon reaching cdr king, someone called him. One of the MOCC's. So, yay! He said "Swerte mo talaga ngayon, Cham!" Ako naman.. "Bakit?" "Meron na nakaset up sa office! Yes!" So we went to the ROTC office. Then there! He captured! Sparred pa with my friend. Mock lang. And nothing big. Aroung a minute lang. So we waited. But then ang tagal! We went back to the thesis room cause he left his friend there. So we went back.. Then. We talked lang. Then, he went back to see how the videos were. Thing is, it wasn't done yet! And he left me along with his laptop. Fishy... Pictures of him and.. Haha. So there. Then he went back. His friend left. Then we talked about a lot of things. Then then.. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Ardo texted. But I didn't have load that time. So, I used my friend's phone. Stupid! Wrong move. He knew who owned that number. Then, poof! Koko effin Crunch. 0.o Anyway, he had to do his demo. So I had no one to go with. Eh my friend was gonna practice his piano skills. Went with him. Listened. Send in the Cloud, Eternity, and a part of Eyes on Me. Yes, he knows about my past. Haha. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Then, we had to say our goodbyes. He had a meeting, I had a.. Well. I thought Arding was done. But then no.. Left without seeing Arding. And since he knew who I was with, badtrip. The whole time. Till this time. Sigh. Wrong move. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">By the way, he smells good. Like powder or lotion. Smells so good. Has this distinct smell. Wee. </span></p>]]></description>
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