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	<description>definitely me.</description>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>this is over. </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>catch you in about 3 decades. </p><p>&nbsp;</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 10:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Nothing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Oh yeah<br /><br />Been a year <br /><br />Who cares. <br /><br />Dropped by to say hi. <br /><br />I will log out now. <br /><br />And yeah. search for my new blog na lang. <br /><br />It's kindah not beeing advertised, so don't bother to ask. <br /><br />*hinthint* <br /><br />Boring yun. <br /><br />Kaya, wag ka na. ;) <br /><br />Live life. <br />love life.<br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Wed,  2 Mar 2005 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>.........</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>My week is tough. <br /><br />My mind is getting really really weak and blank. <br /><br />To beat stress and overcome worries to contentment. <br /><br />Oh yeah. <br /><br />I'm so proud of my grades. (Haha) <br /><br />In Filipino: 93<br />Math: 99<br />Chem: 92<br />CL:97<br /><br />But really, im regreting the very fact of my carelessness, that if it ain't for the Pi, i shouldve gotten a hundred, just as Miggy did. Pffft. <br /><br />Well, it comes to us. It is for us. <br /><br />These past days. <br /><br />I'm not sure of a lot of things. <br /><br />And the 3 things I learned, proved to be true, upon contemplation. <br /><br />I'm not denying it. But the very last resort to this, is I'm going to face this. <br /><br />It's not the dictates and the conscience of others which will determine you, it's you, for Christ's sake. <br /><br />Maybe. you were just dragged onto a diversion of a confused mind, primarily, that you once HAD. <br /><br />It's getting complicated., But i shall manage. <br /><br />Thanks for the attention. <br /><br />I will find myself, I promise. <br /><br />RESEARCH PAPER: I gladly want you to read my paper. I'll probably post it sometime. ;) </p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue,  8 Feb 2005 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Period</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Wala lang. <br />i miss this.</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Trust</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><b>Trust</b><br />x: Trust is a two way street; you get it if you give it. For example: if you want your parents to trust you try trusting them with the truth about what is going on in your life, if you want a relationship built on trust you have to trust in the other person as much as you do in yourself. <br />x: Parents will usually give trust freely until you do something to break it. If this isn't the case in your family and you really can't see why your parents don't trust you just come right out and ask them for an explanation. <br />x: Sometimes people don't trust you because of the actions of a person close to you. It is all too common for the behavior of older siblings or friends to cause parents and teachers to doubt you. Accept that this is what is happening, don't fight it, and work at proving that in spite of the actions of others you can be trusted. <br />x: Sometimes trust has to be earned. If you had trust but did something to break it, it is possible to fix things. But in doing so remember that as the trust breaker you don't get to set the expectations, terms or time frame for earning that trust back. <br />x: In order to fix broken trust both sides have to want the trust back. You can never force a person to trust you. <br />x: Your parents want to trust you! What you see as mistrust of you could really be fear, mistrust of those around you and/or their natural protective instincts at work. <br />x: Some people have been so badly hurt in the past that they have great difficulty trusting others. If you have a person like this in your life accept that there will always be an element of mistrust in your relationship and be prepared to work overtime to prove that you can be trusted. <br />x: Trust is an essential part of ALL successful relationships be they academic, romantic, friendly or familial. <br />x: Trust is an essential part of sex - if you don't trust your partner 110% don't have sex with them. <br />x: Trust is a gift - you give it and you receive it. It should never be taken for granted. <br /><br />*** <br />i feel bad to those who lost the sense of responsibility and undestanding. <br />i feel bad to those who were misled. <br />i feel bad about the fact, sad fact. <br />i feel bad about the woman, the source of true evi and the root of all roots. <br />i feel bad that school will resume, back to reality. <br />i feel bad. <br />i feel bad. </p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 06:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Senseless idiosyncrasy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>It's a friday today. <br /><br />Although school has given us a free day, our lives are still bound to doing projects due on Monday agad. <br /><br />I can't feel freedom cause the chains are still prohibiting there. Shucks. We're locked. <br /><br />I'm worrying about the stuffs for Monday. and mostly, my worry reaches to the brink of my anxiety, as when the excitement for tomorrow's activity commences. And the fear that I have to bid my farewell to my loved seatmates, who by cheating we did pass, is scaring me. No matter who my new neighbors would be, all i ask is that they're gonna be the ones who i can talk to and relate with. <br /><br />I lift everything to God. <br /><br />Make me love and feel loved though unloved. <br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 05:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Morbidity plus Usage</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Morbidity, such a nice word. <br />not just it can add to my vocabulary. but it gives me a notion that there are words beyond my words. <br /><br />Speakers are fluent. <br /><br />Writers blend words. <br /><br />I belong to neither one of those. <br /><br />Seriously<br /><br />My level is beyond compare. <br />I'm an amateur who tries to improve, but achieves nothing less. <br />I guess. It would be different and difficult to be trying. :) Cheers. <br /><br /><br />Yeah. I own the phone, the computer, the tv and the internet. I love it. <br /><br />TRY. TRY. <br /><br />i wonder. can all things be done? <br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>enough</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>I've had enough already. <br />School is over. <br />People achieved their goal. <br />time, again, to reassert yourself. <br />and move on. <br /><br />Foolish People are fools. <br />They get along with fools. <br /><br />Birds of the same feather flock together. <br /><br />*** <br /><br />I am sorry. <br /><br />If it would have been my choice, i'll go for you. <br />But what is most important, is the understanding. <br /><br />*** <br /><br />Life has been so good. <br />Life has been really better<br />Life has always been the best. <br /><br />And Life has its value. <br />The value to which one should realize. <br />Those simplest yet the necessary. <br /><br />*** <br /><br /><br />Can man command one's destiny or either which, change it? <br /><br /><br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2005 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Toxic</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>My day is due. <br /><br />School is working on my insanity already. <br /><br />Well. Fully jampacked with stuff for school particularly exams. <br /><br />Hahaha. :) Nevertheless, I know I can do this. Just keep positive. <br /><br />*******<br />People Just Come and Go. <br /><br />I agree. <br />You know what, there are a number of people who's totally not the person you thought they are, yes, proven by series of enlightenment and openness to the value underneath their masked self. <br /><br />And the thing is, you acknowledge the person for his adaptability with you HOWEVER, the matter just goes and leaves you with a smile so being faked.  <br /><br />It's necessary to actually see for yourself the true identity that someone possess for later on, you might end up losing the person that really made you believe that has changed but still continues to shows off masks, and conceals every wrongdoing. <br /><br />In the end the cycle of coming and going prevails. <br /><br />*** <br />Sunday: ACET/AJSS thing.<br />Monday: Computer. Cooking. PE<br />Tuesday: Social Science. English<br />Wednesday: Chemistry. CL <br />Thursday: Math Filipino<br /><br />*** <br /><br />TRUST youself. but DONT offer the TRUST to anybody for the anybody is unsure to be TRUSTED. <br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2005 01:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>There. The DAY</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Belated Happy Birthday to Hannah!Ã <br /><br />Yeah. <br /><br />The thing last night completed the night. <br /><br />It was almost the best night ever. <br /><br />and and. <br /><br />Nothing. <br /><br />** <br />My mom opened up the idea that she could get me a phone. However my dad opposed to it and instead of a phone, something, really really cheap, he said, will be given to me. <br />(I can not just react about this since I can\'t do anything. It\'s their money, not mine.) <br /><br />My beloved brother dragged me along to the Globe Centre to claim back the 100 pesos prepaid. It took us an hour. And I was waiting there and staring at the number of people moving in and moving out. Shucks. I was impatient. Stupid. <br /><br />My brother who ordered a SUNDAE CONE in McDo. HOWEVER. the whoever-you call it clerk, gave him 2 SUNDAES. Damn, it\'s 50 pesos all in all. and the price of 2 sundae cones are about 25. <br /><br />I was bankrupted. <br /><br />*** <br /><br />Yeah. Then here comes the party. <br />I entered with thinking only about the wasted day I had. <br />I didnt talk and stuff, in short, I was quiet eversince. <br /><br />We ascended to the terrace and ate there. <br /><br />Then. . <br />The whole gang just popped out. <br /><br />If I  am not mistaken here are the names. <br />Derrick - Miguel - Bea - Kat - Johnina - Edrick - Myself // <br /><br /><b>INSANITY. <br />BONDED. <br />VOLCANO. <br />LIQUID PAPER. </b><br /><br />aaaww. Hehehe. I am glad that i have asked my date na! Yahoo. <br /><br />Take Care folks.</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun,  9 Jan 2005 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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