<?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-2865173160546275292</id><updated>2011-09-19T06:46:01.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ChRoNicLeS of LIFE..my LiFE^^,)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>arianne 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guys..common!..its Christmas..cheer up, everyone should be happy..i mean common, Christmas is for everybody..well, you may have not a lover with you this Christmas but you have someone far greater..your family..whose always been there for you..who never left you..i mean common, whats the essence of Christmas?..is it about having a lover?..shame on you guys..common, wake up..instead of sitting there starring at the window, it would be better if you stand up and give your family a hug..repay their kindness and love to you, and i assure you, your Christmas would be filled with love..and it would be the best Christmas ever..mark my word..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=end=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-6907421934176534420?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-7117877755759529531</id><published>2010-12-21T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:03:55.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>How should i begin?..i mean, i have been away for too long..haha..too long that a lot have happen..i dont even know where to start..i just finish reading my previous posts, and man it sure made me laugh..i cant imagine i did all those..im totally spaced out now..i mean, i even dont know what to write..haha..i just realized that, what made me become a poet was my feelings..man, i cant just stop laughing..haha..but i admit, i would never forget those things..who could ever forget those..i mean common, its part of growing up isnt it?..i really was under her spell..haha..and i thought, what i was doing back then was the right thing, but i just realized, i was just desperate..its ironic for back then i really wanted to be with her..i mean, to see her, to talk with her but now, all i want is hide from her..hahaha..because i am ashamed of the things i have done and what i have said to her..man, if i could only turn back time..hindi ko naman kasi naisip na, dili magdugay akong feelings para s iyaha..haha..i am regretful for the whole 2 years stay in high school (3rd yr - 4th yr), all i did was to impress her..haha..and come to think of it, every time i remember how i was back then, i think of myself as corny..haha..very corny..whew!..it really is hard for me now..i mean, my talent is long gone..hahaha..i even have a hard time composing this post..but i hope this would not be my last..hahaha..till nxt tym then..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=end=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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that i would be leaving..to escape those eyes who judge quickly, who concludes easily without questioning..i admit that i have a big pride, but i know where and when to show and fight for it..i am just human, i make wrong things to..i also get carried away by my emotions specially anger..i would just like to ask you to understand me or maybe talk to me rather than measuring my pride..come to think of it, aren't you also showing your pride by babbling about my pride?..or your just pursuing your babbling because your pride is touched by mine?..all I'm asking for is your cooperation and sincerity for the batch and your understanding and help for me..if you really think that my ways are wrong then simply approach me..or if your shy, then approach me privately..instead of just measuring my pride..it could have been more productive..to end these, i would like to apologize to the things i've done and things i haven't done..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-3367006019345684058?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/3367006019345684058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=3367006019345684058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3367006019345684058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3367006019345684058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2010/03/whew.html' title='Gomenasai..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-1444446649152484169</id><published>2010-03-05T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:38:18.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>It was my least expected happening during that night..to tell you honestly, i would give everything just go back and re-experience that night..it was the most memorable date of my high school life..although, time was not enough for me to dance everyone..but i tried, i really did..it was just that, i thought i should also give time for myself..i was so desperate seeing you crying..as if, i wanted to exchange our emotions..i set my mind on making you smile and somehow make you feel better..hope you did..hope i was successful..i wanted to ask you something, but i guess it was not the time yet..i don't want to be a burden..that question could wait..it could wait..for now, your happiness is all i ever wish for..i guess, i'll just wait for my next opportunity..there's still lot to come..to tell you frankly, up until now that night is the only thing in my head..i am over joyed and thankful..in line with these, i became more inspired to return the favor..a favor that i hope could somehow make things back to normal again..to somehow make you feel better..a favor, i would give my best shot..some say that time is running out and all of us would be separated, but these i swear i to you, WHEREVER YOU ARE, WHATEVER I DO, there's only one place where i would be waiting for you..IN YOUR HEART, i will stay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..my negative thoughts doesn't matter anymore..i finally have my mind set..and my heart opened..i can wait..i can wait forever..you'll always have a friend in me..a lot of us, consider you very special..a lot of us, would fight for you..a lot of us, would always be there for you..a lot of us, you can depend on..and one of those, is me..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-1444446649152484169?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/1444446649152484169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=1444446649152484169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1444446649152484169'/><link 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for an order..i was really confuse on what would be next step regarding with this matter, but now you somehow showed a signal..you told me to wait for your answer then so be it..i will patiently wait here..no matter what it takes..if you say so, then i will certainly do it..it's the first time that you asked me to do something..you don't know how happy i am now..it doesn't matter anymore to me if it's positive or negative as long as you answered my call then it's worth it..your answer means a lot to me..i am not expecting of a favorable answer anymore but, i will still wait..because my decisions would vary from your answer..that's how important your answer is..that's how important you are to me..i will wait..i will and i can wait forever..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-5501183106171140699?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-8852447326628750361</id><published>2010-02-28T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T05:35:29.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow would be the 1st day of march..it only means that graduation is near..every graduating student is waiting for this very moment..but not me..i think i am not yet prepared for this occasion..and the life after these..i am full of questions and fear as well..as if, i can't see myself days after these..or ever years after..it's all a blur..many have said that i'm all packed up for the so called new stage, but i guess it's only their opinion..my mind is taking too much pressure to handle..even my heart is not sure about what feelings and emotions i have..one thing that concerns me is all about my college school..it's not that i haven't passed any entrance exam but i need to decide that i would not regret after..i am not only deciding for myself but also for my sisters and family..i need to be sure about this..second one is, all about HER..i am torn between COURTING HER and LETTING GO..i have no reason to COURT HER, but i don't want to LET GO either..not yet..not yet..i need to clarify things as much as possible and as soon as possible..and i only have one shot in this..i should execute it well..for i may not have another chance..i am not sure about feelings..but one thing is for sure..SHE MEANS A LOT TO ME..A LOT..A LOT..for now, i need to lay low for a while..take a deep breathe and think things over..i need to relax somehow to be able to decide pretty well..hope i can do this..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-8852447326628750361?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-5471451029304779406</id><published>2010-02-17T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:25:42.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow Relieved</title><content type='html'>Today was somehow a fine day.. things have calm down a little bit.. it is my first day of having a new point of view in life.. it was since yesterday that i need to decide for myself.. i'm tired of thinking for others sake.. although i still care for them but now its time that i decide for my future first.. i think i did all i can to meet their standards especially their expectations.. i tried everything to earn their fictional matter called trust.. i mean, i am just a human being..i also get tired.. now, i'm tired of fixing things, planning things, treasuring things, remembering things and earning things.. even machines need a break.. even flash needs to eat to gain strength.. even superman needs rest.. even the batman mobile needs refueling.. i'm tired of being pointed out to do things that i think, a lot of us can do.. now, i am somehow relieved because a lot of things that was supposed to be assigned to me again was postponed and was canceled.. i don't know if i'll ever get interested again to do things, but i think its a less chance.. i mean, i already accepted the fact that i am not a big lose to them in terms of socially more specifically in friendship.. but i don't blame them for this.. in fact, my feelings for them don't change but i'm not afraid to lose them either.. i am no longer forcing them to like me, yet i wanna apologize to them for everything i have done and have not done that hurt them.. GODBLESS^^,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-5471451029304779406?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/5471451029304779406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=5471451029304779406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/5471451029304779406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/5471451029304779406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2010/02/somehow-relieved.html' title='Somehow Relieved'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-7724691148524655103</id><published>2010-02-16T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:14:26.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry..</title><content type='html'>After all what happened, i still want to apologize to each and everyone.. lately, i have not been myself due to great stress both physically and mentally.. i badly need a rest.. unfortunately, this is not given to me.. i have to do work after work after work.. both my physical capability, mental analysis, daily emotions have been affected.. i keep on refusing on some things that are entrusted to me but instead of understanding me, they get mad and somehow blame it on me.. all i wish is for them to somehow give me a break.. to somehow, let me do what i must do for myself.. i admit it is my fault in the first place for not fighting for my right to decline.. but the sad thing is, even i accepted the job, they won't let me do things on my way.. i mean, i am now not at my full strength so i must find ways to do things that i am comfortable of.. i wish they will just let me run things as what i am comfortable.. i am not a person who likes memorizing things.. i intend to do things or learn things by actual application.. in this way, i could familiarize things easily.. second is, people takes my joke seriously.. i mean, do they really know me?.. i mean i have been showing my whole self to them all these years then, with just a joke everything changes.. i mean, DAMN!.. it was just a joke.. and if you are guilty then you'll take it seriously.. and besides, i know you.. i mean, you have been sharing your secrets with me and through those, i began to understand you personality.. it really made me mad when you said something.. it just shows that you don't trust me.. i am sorry if somehow i over reacted.. i mean it was also my fault making such a joke.. and i think due to stress, i hurriedly made a conclusion instead of analyzing things and trying to calm things down.. but i have no plan of fixing things anymore.. i mean, thanks to you i realized something.. if things are in use, then time will come it will be broken.. and when you fix it, again it will be broken.. so, i will not fix things anymore.. so that nothing would be broken.. i'm afraid i would be doing this things the same with the others.. cheer up, i am not a big lose after all.. and besides we would be parting ways.. we would meet new faces.. and forget the past.. all i wanna say is.. there is not a day that i regret our friendship.. of all my friends, i have shared more mine to you.. ups or downs, i shared it with you.. you mean a lot to me.. i am sorry for all the misfortunes i brought to you.. SORRY..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-7724691148524655103?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/7724691148524655103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=7724691148524655103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7724691148524655103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7724691148524655103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry.html' title='Sorry..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-8341751856619941040</id><published>2010-01-30T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:31:45.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled..</title><content type='html'>There's a lot of questions here on my head right now..as what some elders are telling me, i am loosing focus..but actually i'm working to be back on track somehow..the pressure is so tough for me though..a lot of persons expect a lot of greatness from me..yet i only want to live a simple life..a life that everyone is seen equal..no matter what their achievements be..actually, i don't want to keep on receiving a lot of reward because it's what keep the others away from me..it's because when some one is rewarded, those who are not recognize feel  a little shy to be with them..others say that its just a way to inspire them by being recognized..but i think its the other way around..the truth is i want to inspire others but not the way they want it or they understand it..i mean, i want to inspire them without even getting recognized..because i feel it's what keeping them away from me..i want to be someone they can relay on..someone they would not be shy to turn to..someone they can relate to..actually, i did try..being with these group made me happy..as if i find the place where i belong besides home..a place where there is no discrimination, there is unity and most of all there is trust..as time goes by i witnessed how this group tumble inch by inch, how they lost trust to each one and how they talked to each others back..and it all started with just a single issue which have been passed from one person to another..i believed each one should be given equal chance, but not when i am here..i thought of a simple plan of saving this group..when the ball was passed to me, i ran away with it without looking back..it was hard truly..i know some them don't trust me now, well i guess i simply can't blame them..i think that's how desperate i am saving this group..i could clearly hear their whispers about me..i don't even know if they still trust me..if they are just forced to communicate with me..it's just sad though..i know that i sacrificed a lot for their sake but after completely loosing their trust i began to self destruct..i don't know whom to go to..i was then lost..i certainly don't know what i have done wrong..maybe, i thought of them so much that i forgot my self..i have been thinking much about my responsibilities to them that i forgotten my very own..now i thought, why not take a break?..i mean, even machines do recharge..i admit i can't attend two jobs in the same time..now, maybe i'm gonna give more time to myself..think it over..now is the best chance to fix myself..i dare to start with zero..if these is what it takes to earn back their trust, then so be it..now, the ball i ran away turned into a pen and a paper..i ran back to the group, wrote my name and passed the pen and the paper..and everybody did the same, now in that piece of paper somehow, we our names are close to each other..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-8341751856619941040?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/8341751856619941040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=8341751856619941040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel that their friendship, their smile, their presence, their care are true but somehow, something tells me i'm not good enough..that they somehow deserve more..that even fell the very most thing they hate, or the person they would give everything just not to be with is becoming the more me..i mean, the very most thing i sworn to protect them from has affected me..i am not limiting these just to one person i treat special but to all those who mean a lot to me..these might be the effect of wanting to know the truth..if they really do like me..if i have what it takes to be called as their friend..as i said i lost trust on them as well as i lost trust on myself..i now doubt myself in almost everything i have done or even what i must do..the feeling i felt when we were still far from being separated just disappeared..the feeling of not wanting to separate and make every moment memorable..i must admit, their silence kills me..every time i express myself, their being a blank paper irritates me..well i'm not exaggerating it but it's what i feel..as if, they don't trust me..that's why something tells me that why should i trust them, if they don't even care or trust me..but somehow, i wanted to believe..i want to believe that they do trust me..that they do feel what i feel for them..that it's their simple way of saying they care, like and trust me too..but as what i observed, it's not..some may say they do care, like and trust me but it's not what theirs actions tell me..i am even confuse if they just wanted something to me that's why they befriends with me..all i want is for them (whoever they are or if there is) who in someway betrayed or betrays me, tell it now..before its too late..before i discover it from the others..before they regret it..before i regret it..all i need now is someone who understands me..someone whom i could share my despair with..well i'm not telling he/she experience it with me but become an ear and a hand to tap me on my back..to somehow, pull me from drowning..i am waiting in these lost roads i am caught up with..i want to take these all out, but i can't do this on my own..maybe all these years, i have been that ears and hand to someone although i'm not asking to pay me back but at least someone with do the same to me..and help me TURN BACK TO WHO REALLY I AM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-6718981714851539316?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/6718981714851539316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=6718981714851539316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that i simply don't belong..i may have endured the years of hardship with my friends but it feels that as if nothing happened..as if we don't know each other..as if it means nothing to me..the plans i have, i can't explain it but i loss interest to them and as if they disappeared in the thin air..as if i am searching for something but i don't know what it is..as if i want to know the truth but afraid to discover it..as if i want it to last but i don't want to wait..as if i want to believe but it is nothing more but a fairytale..as if i want to be free but i don't want to be alone..as if i want to trust but there is no longer a reason to..both me and my inner personality opposites each others opinions..i may smile in the outside but inside, i am more than confuse than anyone could be..i wanted friends, in fact i could name a lot but my inner self don't trust them..i do trust them, i mean i DID trust them but because of those incidents, part by part they tore it..it was then i have proven, that life itself is a battle field..you need to survive to see a lot more new faces, and sometimes you need to use other's strength to survive..i loss trust on them and to myself..it's hard, but its the truth..i wanted to trust them as i want to trust myself, but i can no longer do it anymore..a lot of things have happened to me and instead of enduring, i became hard..i mean a rock..i could also tell that some of those who i think as my friends, have no trust on me..i have been doing a lot of things for them just to earn that trust, but instead they just ignore me..some are also afraid to tell me the truth, for they are afraid that i may not be able to accept it and that they are concerned of me..but the truth is, they are the ones who turned me into this..a longing wolf who doesn't know where to go or even what to do..i may have told them that they are the best friends (my batch mates) i have, actually i meant those words..i really did..but now..i am ashamed of myself..the fact that, i could not even lay a single hand on their back saying that i'm always here for them..its really hard..i don't know what to do..i wanted to change..i mean, i wanted to be TRUE to them..i wanted to be with them..but my inner self who had experienced a lot tells me not to..i wanted to do things with them and for them, especially to HER, but i don't know what happened to me now..now that my time to decide for my future is fast approaching, i suprisely lost interest..all my life i have been accepting and followed my parent's advice but not this time..i mean, even for just this time, they would let me to decide for myself..i tell you, i myself can't understand but i loss interest in everything..as if i wanted to end ME, to end this meaningless ME..right this moment, i am very confused..i even let my guard down..the reason behind why i sacrificed my feelings for HER is to protect her..with her i am very vulnerable..i'm not telling i wanted to protect myself but i don't want HER to be involved with what my worst could have to offer..i don't want to drag HER to the shadows but instead, i would as i could push here to the bright side..i don't know what to do now..or where i must go..i am lost..like a dog who escaped from his cruel master and lost his collar and now wander around the streets without knowing what to do next or where to go next..i wanted time..to be alone..to think..to fix myself..to decide..to hope..to wait..to do what i must have done a long time ago..but i can't find any chance..and i'm running out of time..all i know is that i am certainly lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-5391980227876090392?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/5391980227876090392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-354102200648000426</id><published>2010-01-14T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T06:24:25.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sAd tO saY bUt i'M nOt oNe oF yOuR pUppEts..</title><content type='html'>DAMN!! this might be the worst week of my 2010.. i was really pissed of..man, i thought you were a real man..i guess your not..if you hate me, then tell it straight to my face!! i know all your schemes!! i know who you are.. i have been part of it, somehow..but i was glad to take different path just in the nick of time..with the help of the right persons..i admit i pity you before but now "KINAMUMUHIAN NA KITA TOL, LOKO KA!!"..all these years i have been hiding this anger..anger that grows every single day..anger that wants to be released any minute.. i have been silent all this year.. i have witnessed their wicked and kept it a secret..i let them hurt my friends..because me friends don't want me to fight them back..it was hard for me!! to tell you honestly, i tried to forget all these torment.. i half did, but not this time..not this time.. i may disappoint you but you can never control me.. you have nothing to be proud of to me..NOTHING!! you can have all your riches, that stupid girl and the attention you ever wanted but i tell you this, YOU EVER TOUCH MY FRIENDS, YOU MAY HAVE YOUR COFFIN READY!! I PROMISE!! mind your own lyf!! you may have those guys whom you trust and have them under you spell, but NOT ME!! i could not express how mad i am now!! words isn't enough.. "so ano, PLASTIKAN n lng?..".. do not wait for the day that you would regret all these!! write that down!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-354102200648000426?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/354102200648000426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=354102200648000426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/354102200648000426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/354102200648000426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2010/01/sad-to-say-but-im-not-one-of-your.html' title='sAd tO saY bUt i&apos;M nOt oNe oF yOuR pUppEts..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-5199806365083203257</id><published>2009-10-07T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T05:34:43.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE iT GiVEs yOu hELL!!</title><content type='html'>geezze!!i don't know what to do anymore..i've tried a lot of things to set myself free..to do what i must have done before..to pay the price of the things what i must not have done before..it was a BIG mistake..this is not the LOVE STORY you wanted to be..YOU don't BELONG WITH ME, cuz i'm not worthy to be your prince riding in a WHITE HORSE..i'm very sorry I'D LIE..there could be no OUR SONG neither FOREVER AND ALWAYS..i tried to be INVISIBLE from your BEAUTIFUL EYES and i even CHANGE so that there would be no TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR..i am afraid to tell you my dirty little secret, that's why i thought of a plan that would not hurt you..hope it gives you hell..but, i think im not trying hard though..it seems you see me as a perfect person but actually, i'm not..i cry just like the others..i laugh just like the others..i get tired just like the others..i get excited just like the others..and most of all, i fall in love just like the others..it's sad to say that, you simply don't mean anything to me..you may be a friend, but it stays that way..i'm very sorry..hope you understand..this just show that i myself is not perfect..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-2048441209257583957</id><published>2009-10-03T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:08:23.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiN or LoSe..</title><content type='html'>well, many say that its better to have 50% of something than a 100% of nothing..its better to pursue living with what you have rather than wasting you time asking for what you don't have..i may have plans on the future, but i don't have any goals yet..we will be going separate ways..i may never see her again..but this doesn't mean that i would be more expressive..i admit i totally had change..selfishness grew inside me..my pride over sized my  passion..lies came out of my mouth..my motive was lessen..the reason maybe is that i gave almost everything that only a few was left for my self..that, i am afraid to get hurt again..but now, i have lost almost everything that i've got nothing to loose anymore..i could have done much better if only she had let me..well, 50% is better than nothing..she, being part of my life, i could not ask for more..i may be the only one who is treating this friendship special, but i'm not regretful..at least i tried..it has been a wonderful experience..truly..we may not see each other again..i will try my best to make THE BEST GOODBYE EVER BEEN MADE..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-2048441209257583957?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-4487642642509135826</id><published>2009-09-18T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:26:35.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wRite tHEse dOWn..oR jUSt rEMemBEr it tHEn..</title><content type='html'>i was wrong..i thought that leaving behind what i have started could make me feel easy..that somehow i could escape certain loneliness..that i could hid it inside me..but i was just fooling myself..i realized, i have done too much to protect this FRIENDSHIP, our FRIENDSHIP, TO PROTECT HER and i'll just let go?..i admit, i did gave up, but i have not forgotten..because i couldn't..i simply couldn't..i even tried giving my attention to another person..i did gave my attention but never my admiration,my feelings and most of all my heart..i may have changed, but it just my mask to protect myself, my friends and most of all HER..a mask that no one could see but surely they could feel..a mask that i will remove when we will leave our school..this is because i am ashamed of myself getting close to her..i could be silent with her, but my silence is a sign..that words are not too important, i will always be here for her even she doesn't know it, she has a friend in me..i sure did made a big promise..only two of my closest friends knew this promise..i am not looking to my future..instead, preparing for it..i am enjoying my present and recalling my past..these were the lessons i have learned..i am a man with one woman in mind and in heart..i may not be vocal about this, but i will be proud of it..mark my word ^^,)..and i almost forgot, i have deleted some of my posts because, i have proven those were just misunderstanding between me and my self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4487642642509135826?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4487642642509135826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4487642642509135826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4487642642509135826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4487642642509135826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/09/write-these-downor-just-remember-it.html' title='wRite tHEse dOWn..oR jUSt rEMemBEr it tHEn..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-3457243662073349157</id><published>2009-08-14T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:56:16.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EveRyThiNg cOmES wiTH a pRicE</title><content type='html'>now i know..that everything here in this world, comes with a price..when you wanted something, there would and should always be given to have it..even you if you couldn't have it, a recompense should always be given..and keep this in mind, no return no exchange.."trust" is not simply given and obtained..it is rewarded to someone who worked hard to have it from you..and it is earned from someone you have given almost everything just to have it..and "trust" doesn't mean a group..even just a person would do, as long as he/she is worthy of it..it doesn't mean that when you are friends, you trust them..for even "friendship" is not forever..everything that exist here in this world, physically or not will surely rot..nothing could escape being aged..being with them doesn't mean you are friends..there are some that forced to be friends with you because they know you cherish them so much..it's much better to tell the truth to him/her that you don't like them than showing them you are just forced yourself..it doesn't even matter how hard you try..even you have worked hard for something your whole life..given everything for this matter..wasted a lot of other opportunities..but in the end, when you have done something "wrong", all this disappears..even the tracks that shows you have done something, disappears..the word "group" doesn't mean as one..but the individuals that make up the group..individuals that are unique in their own way..individuals that don't want to be surpassed by the other..competition among themselves is a must..i have seen a lot of this situations..take note, "a lot"..one is the AFS..it is a seminar that choose students that would go to Japan..on the first part of the program, everyone showed their individual talents..in the second part, everyone was grouped and was to perform a group presentation..but sadly, the group presentation turned to individual competition that just went to stage by batch..how matter you reach the top, you would surely fall in time..write than down..or remember it then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-3457243662073349157?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/3457243662073349157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=3457243662073349157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3457243662073349157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3457243662073349157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-comes-with-price.html' title='EveRyThiNg cOmES wiTH a pRicE'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-3047958469215983017</id><published>2009-05-28T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:26:01.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it'S tHe chOicE i mAde..</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their own personal issues that affects their daily routine..this issues affects the way they think, the way they work and most of all, the way they communicate with others..i have seen many of this signs from my friends, so am i..these things really appear every time something is bugging my head..i experience this most of the time in my 3rd year high school days..i always thought that 3rd year high school would be awesome and exciting..but i was definitely wrong..3rd year for me was really bad..to tell you the truth, the middle days of school were the worst..it's a problem that i can't move on from..a problem i can't just ignore..it keeps on hunting me..it really affected me..good thing is that i manage to find a way to escape this total madness..it was hard though..and i laughed at myself when i found out the answer..the key to escape from total imprisonment..it was to forgive myself..i had done too many stupid things that made the phenomena worst..i even thought throwing away my pride will solve it all..i never thought that what i was doing just made things out of reach..i couldn't have done it without the help of someone..a close friend of mine..well, she really is just a friend to me even though others thought i was up to something..it was her idea that i should make a choice..then i realized, that she was right after all..life would not be complete without any sacrifices..these sacrifices are the spices to life..it adds flavor to make it taste good..now i am confident enough to face everything..living is not about being alive, it is about sharing life with others..about existing in one's memory..problem should not be a burden but a challenge..a challenge to put one's personality to test..now i made a choice..a choice i can only make out of myself..and i'm hoping that YOU too would make a choice no one can make but just YOU..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-3047958469215983017?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/3047958469215983017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=3047958469215983017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3047958469215983017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3047958469215983017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-choice-i-made.html' title='it&apos;S tHe chOicE i mAde..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-7889686798832731658</id><published>2009-05-26T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:02:29.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe piRatEs, rEuNiTED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N1puzu7zpuY/ShzDjowGUcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-PcF5ecEi-o/s1600-h/1_345379612l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N1puzu7zpuY/ShzDjowGUcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-PcF5ecEi-o/s320/1_345379612l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358275156562370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't express how happy i am now..it's because the thing i wanted the most has finally come..the reunion of the pirates..its been a while since the crew has chosen their own paths to take..others have chosen to sacrifice their friends, the crew for the sake of the one they loved..they have stepped to a another room..a different kind of level, the others can't reach..others thought they don't belong to the crew anymore..they see their self away from the other crew..and was afraid that the crew might no longer accept them..afraid that the crew could not help them in their burden..afraid that the crew might no longer recognize them as part of the crew and as friends..others change their whole personality for the one they loved..they chose to put everything in the past about who they really are..they become obsessed and totally change themselves into someone even the crew can't recognize..that they forgotten the most important thing about being part of the crew, "be who you really are no matter what!"..others blame themselves..for they thought that everything was all over..they got really mad at themselves that they can't hardly forgive themselves..others have thought they were the most unfortunate..that they experience the worst things in the world..that, they are always left behind..others, they simply wont give-up, but sacrificed a lot..and don't know how long they will keep on wearing their masks..masks of cold heart..a heart that doesn't feel anything..even though, they are the most expressive of the crew..all these were the paths that each crew has chosen..that even the smallest sea, we can no longer sail..but, a miracle had happened..everyone has finally learned..that no matter what, a part of the crew will always be a part of the crew..that's how we pirates live..we have learned why everyone falls..so that we will learn to pick ourselves up..we are now starting to once again, sail the greatest seas..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-7889686798832731658?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/7889686798832731658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=7889686798832731658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7889686798832731658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7889686798832731658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/05/pirates-reunited.html' title='tHe piRatEs, rEuNiTED!!'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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/_N1puzu7zpuY/ShzDjowGUcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-PcF5ecEi-o/s72-c/1_345379612l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-1157350166936954802</id><published>2009-05-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:38:37.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-=BOYS OVER ACTiNG=-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N1puzu7zpuY/Shi_4sXg-_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7iPbgexvPw/s1600-h/BOYS+over+ACTiNG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N1puzu7zpuY/Shi_4sXg-_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7iPbgexvPw/s320/BOYS+over+ACTiNG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339228338951093234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally here..i mean, THEY ARE FiNALLY HERE..BOYS OVER ACTiNG!!well, i think i'm the only one who know them yet..but i tell you, someday this group will become very famous..they are originally called SPF..hehe..but they thought of a new name..this boy group is formed because of their similarities..they are really very good friends..they take care of each other's back and even secrets..hehe..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div 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louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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/_N1puzu7zpuY/Shi_4sXg-_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7iPbgexvPw/s72-c/BOYS+over+ACTiNG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-1324220251500809741</id><published>2009-05-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:01:46.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iM bACk..FROM yes CAMP..</title><content type='html'>hehe..hello guys..i hav just returned from a seminar on Baguio City Philippines last April 25-May 2 , 2009..i hav tons of fun with my fwnds..i experienced the best temperature..SUPER COLD!!the thing that i won't forget is taking a bath in the cold water..the water is very cold..as if it came from the refregerator..hehe..we hav hard tym on taking a bath..my big secret, eljay, stephen and i take our bath at 1:00pm everyday in Baguio..we also met a lot of beauiful girls..faces you can't compare here in gensan..we also ha hard tym in speaking..not in english but in TAGALOG..hehehe..we also visited a lot of places in Baguio..but i feel incomplete..cuz we hav not totally enjoyed cuz some of the students brought their parents with them..nd..i wasted my chance on knowing Ms. REGION 4..hehe..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you want the piks.. just click here ==&gt; &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/34514160"&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/34514160&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-1324220251500809741?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-3374006672222998009</id><published>2009-04-14T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:34:15.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gOOd bYe bOOaaRRiiNG cLAssEs, heLLo hOt suMMer..</title><content type='html'>hehe..it's really good to be back in our lazy life..school year has finally ended..now there's nothing else in our mind but ENJOY,ENJOY and ENJOY^^,)..we are now finally free of those tiring classes..we could finally seat back and relax..but i guess this "rest" will not be long..for we have research that needs to be done..well, we can do this EFFICACIOUS BATHC11!!let's enjoy together everything starting at this point for, we are turning 4th year when classes resume and it's our final year in ANSHS..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-6703226050147564744</id><published>2009-04-05T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:28:02.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>itS a stARt Of sOmeTHing NEW!!</title><content type='html'>hehe..yup..it is a start of something new..the school year 2008-2009 of Alabel National Science High School has finally ended just last april 2 , 2009..the batch 10 had finally graduated..sad to say i really wanted to share another year with them..but it is really imposible though..they are now turning collage!!well anyways..CONGRATULATIONS MGA KUYA UG ATE!!nd im proud to say that kuya gwenn lorca of their batchraduated as the validictorian..PROUD TO BE SPEDIAN..hehe..im PROUD OF YOU KUYA!!nice one..pa kiss beh..hehe..now this comming school year 2009-2010 we the batch 11 will be the fourth year..hope we can all make it!!KAYA NATIN TOH GUYS!! AiM HIGH!! WERE ALL ON THIS TOGETHER!! hehe..till here..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-6703226050147564744?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/6703226050147564744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=6703226050147564744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/6703226050147564744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/6703226050147564744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-start-of-something-new.html' title='itS a stARt Of sOmeTHing NEW!!'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-4006523126932223969</id><published>2009-03-20T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:34:03.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iT's bEEn awHiLe..^^,)</title><content type='html'>hello there..it had been a month since i last visited or stepped on the world of blogging..i was busy doing certain things..well, a lot had happened since then..i was been elected as the new auditor of our SSG in our school..well i have my party, the HEARTHROB PARTY..i was the only one from my party to make it to SSG officers..the truth is, winning is not my priority..all i ever wanted was experience..not expecting to win, but i did..but i tell you, i have much much fun..not because i won but because i have done what i haven't done for a long time in ANSHS, to promote myself nd my friends..hehehe..now we are reaching the last days of school days..oh! it's late already..gotta go..hehe..see yah..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=end=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4006523126932223969?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4006523126932223969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4006523126932223969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4006523126932223969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4006523126932223969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-awhile.html' title='iT&apos;s bEEn awHiLe..^^,)'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-7146684891609748003</id><published>2009-01-28T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:20:21.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tURn thE tiDES eVeryONe!!</title><content type='html'>well..this past days, everyone around me is been experiencing a lot of problems or sufferings..it seems like that they are having a hard time with this problems..well indeed i can see they really are having hard times..it makes me feel uneasy..i am trying to help them to solve this problems, but i guess it isn't enough though..nd i feel that our batch is tearing apart..because of this problems..not just because of quarrelings but also self problems..all i can do now for them are to give advices nd provide solutions for them to follow or be their guide..YOU CAN DO iT GUYS!!GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-7146684891609748003?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/7146684891609748003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=7146684891609748003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7146684891609748003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7146684891609748003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/01/turn-tides-everyone.html' title='tURn thE tiDES eVeryONe!!'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-1557869433523040995</id><published>2009-01-25T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:03:11.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a SoNG to make SOMEONE know YOURE THERE fOR tHeM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess this time you're really leaving&lt;br /&gt;I heard your suitcase say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And as my broken heart lies bleeding&lt;br /&gt;You say true love in suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're cried a thousand rivers&lt;br /&gt;And now you're swimming for the shore&lt;br /&gt;You left me drowning in my tears&lt;br /&gt;And you won't save me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm praying to God&lt;br /&gt;You'll give me one more chance, girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know we're had some good times&lt;br /&gt;How they have their own hiding place&lt;br /&gt;I can promise you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But I can't buy back yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby you know my hands are dirty&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to be your valentine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the water when you get thirsty, baby&lt;br /&gt;When you get drunk, I'll be the wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't there when you were happy&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there when you were down&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to miss your birthday, baby&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well..hehe..here i am again..i can't really sleep this night so instead i started soundtriping..and to my surprise..i found this nice song..you may laugh when you'll learn who sang this song..but the message is so much touching..hehehe..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&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/2865173160546275292-1557869433523040995?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/1557869433523040995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=1557869433523040995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1557869433523040995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1557869433523040995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-to-make-someone-know-youre-there.html' title='a SoNG to make SOMEONE know YOURE THERE fOR tHeM..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-8232698596899317157</id><published>2009-01-21T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:22:34.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CouLdN't FiND thE riGHT tiMiNG..</title><content type='html'>hehehe..hello everyone..it has been a long period of time since i posted..i was really really busy this year..though i really tried of having my new post but time is not by my side..i have been doing a lot of things..still i enjoyed this doings of mine..because even though i'm very busy, i still find time to sit and relax for even a short while..and put my hands on my head then, have a sudden smile..it has been my hobby since the 2009 has come..i couldn't explain what really it means to me..but every time i do this, it eases my feelings..it would make me peaceful as a flowing water of a river..hehe..i promised you guys i will have my post this night again..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-8232698596899317157?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/8232698596899317157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=8232698596899317157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/8232698596899317157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/8232698596899317157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/01/couldnt-find-right-timing.html' title='CouLdN&apos;t FiND thE riGHT tiMiNG..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-1853626857891407448</id><published>2009-01-06T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:23:23.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You said this could only get better&lt;br /&gt;There's no rush cause we have each other&lt;br /&gt;You said this would last forever&lt;br /&gt;But now I doubt if I was your only lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Are we just lost in time?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if your love's the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;How can I miss you if you never would stay?&lt;br /&gt;If you need time I guess I'll go away (I'll go away)&lt;br /&gt;Inside me now there's only heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;So where's the fire? You've become the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Are we just lost in time?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if your love's the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't want me than&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to go (I guess I'll have to go)&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Solo]&lt;br /&gt;So I'll make the call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll leave today&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you cause I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make the call&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today&lt;br /&gt;And leaving always drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving always drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't want me than&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Girl You're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..well i just heard this song..i enjoyed reading the lyrics..but i'm not saying i can relate.and the truth is, this song has a slow thempo but it even had an acoustic version..hehehe..GODBLESS^^,)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-1853626857891407448?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/1853626857891407448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=1853626857891407448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1853626857891407448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1853626857891407448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-said-this-could-only-get-better.html' title=''/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-1725233038028274481</id><published>2009-01-04T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:05:43.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>toMoRRoW..tHe WorLD wOuLD bE moViNG aGAin..</title><content type='html'>hehehe..tomorrow would be january 5..And tomorrow would be the day when our classes would resume..the truth is i feel mixed emotions now..both longing and irritated..longing for my friends and the days of fun..irritated because we will be resuming the hard days of work..phew..but i guess my body really search those works..right now, i have hard time writting..it seems like my hands are already fun of always typing and picking foods..but i guess it would be better for me to be in school rather stay here in our home..i would rather lay down on school and watch the sky than stay at home laying down ang watching the roof..i rather use my time looking over my friends than chatting with them..i rather put my self on a corner in the school and let myself caught by HER simplicity..i rather smile while looking at HER..i rather choose to make my world move again..again with HER, with THEM..than staying here at home alone..going home from school makes me also happy..my parents would ask how am i..it really makes me easy..well its easy as saying as..i'm prepared to go back to school..hehehe^^,)..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-1725233038028274481?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-1514977784013614498</id><published>2008-12-31T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:24:40.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iTs FiNALLy oveR FoLKs..</title><content type='html'>yup..you've heard it right folks.."it's finally over"..2008 has finally ended end 2009 is finally here..well it's been a while since i have last posted..the real reason is, i lost interest..well not really interest but reason in blogging..i think it's because of sudden change in me..well i can't really explain it but, it just came to me..i just realize that..i FOUND iT!!..i really couln't explain either what i've found..it certainly made me somehow contented..it made me realize..it made me to be more patient..made me learn to let go..well folks lets forget about this topic and continue to the main event..the NEW YEAR!! ya-ha!!..it's finally here guys..2009..but to tell you the truth, i;'m not excited about the comming of 2009..and i almost forgot, ill be trying to post as many as i can..and never run away from the world of blogging ever again..^^,)..GODBLESS^^,)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-1514977784013614498?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/1514977784013614498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=1514977784013614498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1514977784013614498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/1514977784013614498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-finally-over-folks.html' title='iTs FiNALLy oveR FoLKs..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-8449991435573166568</id><published>2008-12-24T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:45:58.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHE couNTDoWn..^^,)</title><content type='html'>hehehe..Christmas is finally coming..today is dec 24 nd this midnight will be Christmas..it's the time each kids, even adults is waiting for..it is said that dec 25 was the date when our saviour Jesus Christ is born..but for most of kids think that it is the time of recieving a lots of lots of gift..well, i guess everyone is very busy at this moment..everyone is preparing foods to be eaten..foods to be putted in the table and eaten by the whole family..the time now at my wrist watch is 6:00pm..thats six hours from now..right now im just playing DOTA..i coulnd't think of other things to do..dec 25 is also the birthday of my classmate named Christine Joy U. MEdida..your thinking right..she named after our saviour Jesus Christ..she told me that she should be born on dec 23, but she came out to this world on dec 25..either ways, still many loved her..now i'm waiting for right timing to greet her..but the problem is..it would only be on the text..well it would be better than nothing,right?..so now lets all wait for the coming of Christmas and birthday of Christine..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-8449991435573166568?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/8449991435573166568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=8449991435573166568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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bollpen..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng notes..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kng notes..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng pag-aaral..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kang pag aaral..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng diploma..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kang dploma..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng trabaho..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kng trabaho..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng pera..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kng pera&lt;br /&gt;..wla kng pag kain..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kng pag kain..&lt;br /&gt;..magugutom ka..&lt;br /&gt;..pag nagutom ka..&lt;br /&gt;..papayat ka..&lt;br /&gt;..pag pumayat ka..&lt;br /&gt;..papangit ka..&lt;br /&gt;..pag pumangit ka..&lt;br /&gt;..wla kang syota..&lt;br /&gt;..pag wla kang syota..&lt;br /&gt;..madidipres..&lt;br /&gt;..pag nadipres..&lt;br /&gt;..mag kakasakit..&lt;br /&gt;..pag nag kasakit..&lt;br /&gt;..ma-oospital..&lt;br /&gt;..pag na-ospital..&lt;br /&gt;..mamamatay..&lt;br /&gt;..pag namatay..&lt;br /&gt;..wla ka na..&lt;br /&gt;..kya ingatan mo bollpen mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..peace of advice po yan..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4736356200407850081?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4736356200407850081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4736356200407850081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4736356200407850081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4736356200407850081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/12/ballpen.html' title='-=BaLLpeN=-'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-7567040980798157830</id><published>2008-12-19T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:22:54.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>giFT^^,)</title><content type='html'>yesterday was our christmas party..i was not able to post in my blogg bcuz i was busy reading eyeshield 21..but i tell you our christmas party was one of the best christmas parties i ever had..i really have fun..oh! i'm sorry..we newtonians really have fun..our advicer was the one incharge of the parlor games..every games were unique nd nes to us but it was fun..i thought that the best part will be the eating time nd time of exchanging of gifts, but our adviser was able to change my predictions..every part of our christmas party was awesome!!but the exchanging of gifts was still the most awaited part..when evryone including me had already recieve our gift, we were very eager to open our gifts..but the best part of my christmas party was when i gave her my gift for her..even though it wasn't me who gave it to her directly..i was afraid that everyone would react..so instead i let one of my friends gave it to her..in exchange i also gave his gift to his SPF..the thing that always entered my head was, if she likes my gift to her..she then thanked me..when the night came, i was surprised that she even texted me..she really appreciated my gift to her..it was the gift she was wishing for..knowing this made me smile..ang endless smile..i seems like i recieve an very early christmas gift..knowing that she liked my gift, i can't ask for anything more..i recieved the best gift this christmas..nd i can't ask for more..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-7567040980798157830?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/7567040980798157830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=7567040980798157830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7567040980798157830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7567040980798157830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift.html' title='giFT^^,)'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-4597947548876634500</id><published>2008-12-17T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:02:03.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-MaS pARty to THE MAX!!</title><content type='html'>hehehe..yeeppee..tomorrow is a big day..we will be celebrating our Christmas Party..well every body is very excited about it..for it's time for games, sharing, talking, exchanging of gifts and most of all time to eat a lot of food..hehehe^^,)..well i feel mix emmtions for the day tomorrow..happy nd sad..happy because well be enjoying each others company nd sad because..it would be the last day seeing my SPF..well time is not always on our side..how i wish everyone would use a sun sim..so that we can have an unlimited call nd text..hehehe..well let's just see what will happen tomorrow..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4597947548876634500?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4597947548876634500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4597947548876634500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4597947548876634500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4597947548876634500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/12/x-mas-party-to-max.html' title='x-MaS pARty to THE MAX!!'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-3959922214832586149</id><published>2008-12-16T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T04:26:02.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiMe is NOT ALwaYS on OUR siDE..</title><content type='html'>..hehehe..again it took me a long time to post again in my blogg..as i said, time is not always on our side..many happenings around me nd my friends prove this..first reason is, the time for my friend to save money nd able to choose the best gift for his SPF is not enough..second is, that my other friend is having the best time with his SPF yet there would be a big chance that in a small time that his SPF will migrate..me, i think time has also been unfair to me..for it has taken a lot of toll from me..i was very confident..i thought that time would be always by my side..now, im paying the prize..but now, i've learned..that it's still my choice if i still want to pursue..but this time..i don't need to rush things out..i've got a lot of time..hope that i may able to find ways to also help my friends..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-3959922214832586149?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/3959922214832586149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-3207084655105092129</id><published>2008-12-06T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:56:57.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decide2 to the MAX..</title><content type='html'>phew..hello again..its been a while since i've last posted..hehehe..been busy for this past days..hehehe..many things are bugging inside my mind..it seems like i want to blow from inside..sigh..the truth is i'm really lost right now..the truth is i couln't find my way back..its very hard..i've been trying to hide my real emotions but i guess when im all alone, i want to cry..hehehe..but im not GAY..its just that i couldn't bare it anymore..sigh..hope it would be better soon..nd better decide quickly..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-3207084655105092129?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/3207084655105092129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=3207084655105092129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3207084655105092129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/3207084655105092129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/12/decide2-to-max.html' title='decide2 to the MAX..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-4143497682573859614</id><published>2008-11-25T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:56:05.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERSONALiTY versus LOOKS</title><content type='html'>hehehe..well dis silly idea just came to my thoughts a moment ago..it may be sound simple but if you dug of the deeper meaning, it would really make you think..as you can see, many say that now a days they can't compare guys before..for men before are really known for they're PERSONALiTiES..known for having a great respect for women..yet when you mske them choose among guys..they would be choosing the most handsome one or the one who have the LOOKS among the rest..and they're choice doesn't have any good qualities as well..how irionic isn't it?..some say or some think that PERSONALiTiES doesn't have a chance against LOOKS..well for me i bagan to believe that LOOKS do beat PERSONALiTiES..but this doesn't endmy being open-minded..i myself continue to gather answers to this silly quetion..so, what is it for you?..PERSONALiTiES or LOOKS?..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4143497682573859614?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4143497682573859614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4143497682573859614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4143497682573859614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4143497682573859614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/11/personality-versus-looks.html' title='PERSONALiTY versus LOOKS'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-2353256806418630162</id><published>2008-11-23T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:12:50.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW i UNDERSTAND..^^,)</title><content type='html'>hehehe..its been a while since i last posted..im really sorry for it..but i guess i will not be having mucg tym for my blog this comming days..i will be very busy for our MUNATO festival..hehehe..it would be a whole week of celebration for us SARANGANS..hehehe..now im also kinda happy..dis past days i was really confused of many things..but recently i managed to discover something..i was right after all..the answers i seek for my questions were just inside me all this tyms..now i realize that i have daveloped my skill of understanding nd patience..well i guess i now become from a boy to a more matured teenager..right at this moment, i still continue to search..and at the same time..i also continue to learn..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-2353256806418630162?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/2353256806418630162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=2353256806418630162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/2353256806418630162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/2353256806418630162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-i-understand.html' title='NOW i UNDERSTAND..^^,)'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-206431738547395426</id><published>2008-11-12T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:33:16.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeArCH for SoMTHinG..</title><content type='html'>well hello once again..its been a long tym since i have last posted in my blog..it's because i really don't know what to say , write and post..it seems like i can't find the right words to express what i'm really feeling right now..it seems like everything just don't fit..(sigh)..oh how i wish i could control tym..it would be easy to fix things, right?..at this moment, i really feel something is missing..lyk a missing piece in a puzzle..nd everytime a try to hide that feeling of incompleteness, the more it hunts me..come to think of it, it's like saying.."the HUNTER becomes the HUNTED"..but the truth is, i'm really confused of what i'm really searching and the outcome it would bring..well i guess i need to see it for myself..GODBLESS^^,)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-206431738547395426?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/206431738547395426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=206431738547395426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/206431738547395426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/206431738547395426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/11/search-for-somthing.html' title='SeArCH for SoMTHinG..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-7379480581045229869</id><published>2008-11-02T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:05:18.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wiLL tomORRow be A GReaT DAY..</title><content type='html'>well tomorrow is monday..and tomorrow is the resume of our classes..tomorrow will b a start of a new chapter..well i'm guessing that everybody is thinking that our break isn't enough..as if we want more..but this is high school life..so we must face it with a smile..well i feel two different feeling in relation to the resume of our class..first is i'm excited for i will see my classmates again..and second is, i'm nervous..nervous that something might not go right tomorrow..well i hope it will not ccur though..at this moment i'm really exhausted making our projects..i'm really busy this past days that i can't even feel the essence of vacation..and i'm not sure if i'm in my "real self state"..well i could not really point out the reason why..but i guess i'm just thinking much of somethings..that i can't concentrate right now..the truth is a lot of questions are on my head right now..and it seems like, its not the right time to answer them yet..but the harder i try to let loose this questions, the more they come back..well i guess the best thing to do right now is just let this questions remain and untouched..because tomorrow is our examination day..and the signing of clearance..and the submittion of projects..wow! we'll be doing a lot of things tomorrow..oh how i hope that tomorrow will be a great day..we'll i guess this ends here..my eyes are already closing themselves..hehehe..i really need to go to bed now..nyt2..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-7379480581045229869?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/7379480581045229869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=7379480581045229869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7379480581045229869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/7379480581045229869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-tomorrow-be-great-day.html' title='wiLL tomORRow be A GReaT DAY..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-6494493346372568543</id><published>2008-10-30T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:31:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wE BADLY NEED a break!!</title><content type='html'>wow!!this sem-break really is a pain in the head!!these are all i can say about this sem-break of our..WE BADLY NEED A BREAK!!well as we all wanted we have a sem-break but we can't feel the essence of vacation..even though we're not in school, yet we still have lot of things to do related to school..it's not i'm complaining but i rather stay in school than choosing this break with lot of things to do..well, this is high school life..but still i enjoyed my vacation a little bit..but i already miss my buddies..the laughters, smiles, jests, jokes and never ending frienship..well i'm really hoping i would see them very soon..especially her^^,)..hope they are feeling the same thing to..well i guess all i need to do is to make them feel that i care and miss them..that's it!!hehehe..well then..this ends here..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-6494493346372568543?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/6494493346372568543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-31134434825962009</id><published>2008-10-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:17:14.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LoNG nd TiriNG day..</title><content type='html'>well i was expecting and hoping a lot in this day..but i guess it's not my day..this day i went to our school to make a caricature for our school paper..the topic of the write-up i'm gonna draw is all about "the sports melamine" written by Fritzgheven C. Duco..i was a bit excited see the write-up and talk to Maam Erollon about it..and i was also nervous for i might see my special friend, so i was already preparing myself and what to say to her..i really really want to talk to her..i want to clarify a lot of things to her..before going to school, my sister borrowed my celphone..so i cant communicate with my friends..but i was wishing that i might see her in school..Joanna Eve Ramos ask me a day before if we could go to school together..and i said "YES"..so i waited for her at the terminal..at the terminal i was surprised to see some of my classmates..all of them can't wait to go to school,but i told them that i promised Joanna that i'm going to school with her so i'll be staying at the terminal and wait for her..then my classmates agreed and we all waited for our iDOL, Joanna..as i was at the terminal, i could not get the feeling of fear and worries in my head..but i told myself that i could overcome all of this just for the sake of our friendship..the caricature thing began disappearing in my head..as joanna reach the terminal i hurriedly rode the multicab for i was really excited to go to school..as on our way to school, Kristoffer Asetre began asking me if a have a problem..he said that something is really wrong..i just told him that it's nothing..as we reach school, i hurriedly jump off the multicab and looked for her and Maam Erollon..but sad to say, both of them are not in the school..and i was uttered to know that the teachers are busy and they will be signing our clearances on monday next week!but that i got something i came for..the write-up..but i was not contented..for me, it would be better even if i will not get the write-up..the more important thing is her..to talk to her..as i go home, i was really regretful..at this moment of time, i really don't know what to do..i'm full of questions and doubts right now..but i guess this are all nothing..i really don't know if i'm doing the right or wrong thing at this moment..but i'm wishing that someday it would be all clear..maybe today is not the right time..but i can wait..i can surely wait..GODBLESS^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-31134434825962009?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/31134434825962009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=31134434825962009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/31134434825962009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/31134434825962009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-nd-tiring-day.html' title='LoNG nd TiriNG day..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-114543684039368472</id><published>2008-10-27T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:37:00.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wHaT coULd hAPPeN neXt?..</title><content type='html'>today is october 28..and today i'll be going to our school for our school paper..because i'm a cartoonist of our school paper, i really need to show up..but i guess i cant create an effective caricature..because im not in my real self..i'm  thinking of a lot of things..and every time i try to get it off my head, still it find ways to make me think about it..together with this thougt is a fear..fear that i might loose someone..someone very special to me..well our friendship is one the things i will treasure in my life..yet i can't find ways to express it in a way that it would not bet too much..in connection to this i became more afraid to approach her..but this does'nt mean that i'm giving up..i think she just need time and space..so i'll be waiting for her to give a sign..a sign that means she want to talk..for how long?, i really don't know..oh how i want to tell and show her how special she is to me..and tell her not to worry because my trust, loyalty, understanding ang patience as well belongs to her^^,)..and my apologies to her..for this days i was just confious..well, so much for that..i guess today is a better day..kaya ko kaya ito?..sana..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;cge hanggang dito n lng..GODBLESS^^,)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=END=-&lt;div 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louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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-2865173160546275292.post-4343803697775871543</id><published>2008-10-27T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T07:50:10.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iTs my FiRST..but for sure,will NEVER be my LAST..</title><content type='html'>hehehe..its my first time to create a blog..so i really don't know what to write and post..yet this doesn't mean that i'm giving up..i admit that i'm not fun of reading and writing..but i'll really promise to give time for my blog..besides,what could i loose in posting,right?..and i know a few who will teach me in making this blog suitable for "reader's eye"..hehehe..and i hope it would be soon..for know all i could promise you is that even though this is my first,for sure it would not be the last..^^,)..GODBLESS and MORE POWER..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865173160546275292-4343803697775871543?l=churvslou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/feeds/4343803697775871543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2865173160546275292&amp;postID=4343803697775871543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4343803697775871543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865173160546275292/posts/default/4343803697775871543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://churvslou.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-my-firstbut-for-surewill-never-be.html' title='iTs my FiRST..but for sure,will NEVER be my LAST..'/><author><name>arianne louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673420653743416909</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865173160546275292.post-790606000314435422</id><published>2008-10-25T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:59:10.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ADVENTURES OF THE NON-BELIEVERS OF THE PiRATE CREW..(abwt to sa amin)..</title><content type='html'>My name is Charles Cedric Z. Hilton of&lt;br /&gt;New York Cubao. I am a kind of person&lt;br /&gt;who is not fond of reading books and its&lt;br /&gt;fantasies. But not until it came in&lt;br /&gt;front of my window pane.  Since, then I&lt;br /&gt;learned there is no frigate like a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Sunday night when my mother told&lt;br /&gt;me to read the book she bought. I didn’t&lt;br /&gt;mind even touch it. The book was in&lt;br /&gt;front of me. I tried to look at it, and&lt;br /&gt;looked outside through the window of my&lt;br /&gt;bedroom. It was huge; it prevented the&lt;br /&gt;moonlight from entering my room. Its&lt;br /&gt;shadow suggested that it was a ship, no&lt;br /&gt;more than a ship. Then I saw it with my&lt;br /&gt;very eyes, it was a pirate ship, a&lt;br /&gt;frigate I recalled, I entered the cabin&lt;br /&gt;of the ship, there I met a man with&lt;br /&gt;straw-hat on his head, one of the member&lt;br /&gt;called him captain, and his name was JAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to join the crew in their&lt;br /&gt;journey. I don’t know what he meant but&lt;br /&gt;he explained that I hold the map to the&lt;br /&gt;“Treasure of All Times” which they are&lt;br /&gt;trying to find. I was confused, and then&lt;br /&gt;he told me it’s in my pocket and yes, it&lt;br /&gt;was there. With no hesitation, I joined&lt;br /&gt;them, trying to get away from the real&lt;br /&gt;world I doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was days since I left home, no we&lt;br /&gt;are going to dock in a unique island&lt;br /&gt;where no man has ever been. It was an&lt;br /&gt;island where birds swing and swim, and&lt;br /&gt;fishes fly. As we are walking in its&lt;br /&gt;mossy forest, we met this strange&lt;br /&gt;looking pile of stones, then it moved.&lt;br /&gt;It was a GOLEM they told me, they&lt;br /&gt;frequently encountered one or two of the&lt;br /&gt;journey. It was not just a pile of&lt;br /&gt;moving stone, it was smart. The captain&lt;br /&gt;asked him what lies ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told us, “go forth and you will&lt;br /&gt;find knowledge in the city of angels. It&lt;br /&gt;floats of this island but you will need&lt;br /&gt;to capture a flying bison to ride on”. I&lt;br /&gt;asked further how are we going to&lt;br /&gt;capture the flying bison. It replied&lt;br /&gt;“its no my problem, its yours!!!”. Then&lt;br /&gt;he was gone with the wind. We are&lt;br /&gt;shocked, the captain was the one who is&lt;br /&gt;affected the most and he collapsed. We&lt;br /&gt;put him in the stretcher and sent him&lt;br /&gt;back to the ship with the other pirates.&lt;br /&gt;I  and the elite group of the crew&lt;br /&gt;continued our journey and in the same&lt;br /&gt;time CHOPPERJOSH, the doctor of the&lt;br /&gt;crew, is watching Captain JAY’s&lt;br /&gt;condition. In an hour we have found and&lt;br /&gt;captured the flying bison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew to the city of Angels and we&lt;br /&gt;have proved what the golem told us. It&lt;br /&gt;was a city of knowledge, there were&lt;br /&gt;thousands of bookshelves and millions of&lt;br /&gt;books. There was a magical feeling&lt;br /&gt;inside as we are there. But it really&lt;br /&gt;terrified me to see millions of the&lt;br /&gt;things I hated the most. I can’t control&lt;br /&gt;myself and found myself opening a page&lt;br /&gt;of “Cinderella” next was the “Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Beauty” and “The Life Story of Captain&lt;br /&gt;Luffy”. Time ran so fast that we have to&lt;br /&gt;go back to the ship and continued our&lt;br /&gt;search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode coursers on our way back that&lt;br /&gt;was lent by the people of the city of&lt;br /&gt;Angels. They were a group of swift white&lt;br /&gt;horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ship, Captain JAY is already&lt;br /&gt;awake. I asked him if he is okay, he&lt;br /&gt;replied, “YEAH, where are we?”. I told&lt;br /&gt;the story of our travel without him and&lt;br /&gt;that we are on our way to our next&lt;br /&gt;destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day we landed on a deserted&lt;br /&gt;island where we found mermaids. The&lt;br /&gt;mermaids were so stinky so we can’t get&lt;br /&gt;near to them. Behind the mermaids was a&lt;br /&gt;chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the map from my pocket and&lt;br /&gt;I have seen that the “x” on the map is&lt;br /&gt;shining. I told the captain about the&lt;br /&gt;map then he came more desperate to get&lt;br /&gt;the chest. He gave the mermaid some&lt;br /&gt;deodorant. Then they hurriedly used it&lt;br /&gt;not knowing that they are radioactive,&lt;br /&gt;so after a few minutes, the mermaids died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain JAY and the crew get the chest.&lt;br /&gt;We are so happy. We boarded the ship and&lt;br /&gt;headed way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a storm coming our way&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it would be the last thing&lt;br /&gt;that will oppress our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship is fighting the big waves and&lt;br /&gt;the strong winds. The captain and the&lt;br /&gt;crew were very scared. The thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;was strong, the ship is shaking. We&lt;br /&gt;don’t know what to do. But Captain JAY&lt;br /&gt;told us to be calm and relax. The ship then&lt;br /&gt; suddenly flew to the air. To&lt;br /&gt;their surprise the ship was held by a&lt;br /&gt;giant squid which was as big as the&lt;br /&gt;Empire State Building and sea dragons as&lt;br /&gt;long as the ANSHS main building was&lt;br /&gt;surrounding the giant squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two members of the crew named&lt;br /&gt;GAY-BOB and DAYLIN suddenly turned into&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic DAYLIN and Super GAY-BOB. I&lt;br /&gt;really thought that they were going to&lt;br /&gt;fight the sea dragons. To my surprise,&lt;br /&gt;they ran to the ships corners and cried&lt;br /&gt;so hard that it would be powerful enough&lt;br /&gt;to wake up the dead. Captain JAY stood&lt;br /&gt;up and motivated his crew to fight.&lt;br /&gt;GAY-BOB and DAYLIN suddenly stopped&lt;br /&gt;crying and ran again but now to the&lt;br /&gt;ship’s cannons. They prepared tem all.&lt;br /&gt;RSUPP loaded the cannons with specially&lt;br /&gt;made RC cannon balls. On the captain’s&lt;br /&gt;signal, we all fired the cannons but it&lt;br /&gt;didn’t even scratch the enemies, we&lt;br /&gt;didn’t lose hope. Because the cannons&lt;br /&gt;can’t affect the enemies, the pirates&lt;br /&gt;fought the enemies in hand to hand and&lt;br /&gt;leg to leg combat. I am just watching&lt;br /&gt;them since I don’t have experience in&lt;br /&gt;fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pirates, spearheaded by their&lt;br /&gt;number one triple sword samurai&lt;br /&gt;ZORARRIANE accompanied by their number&lt;br /&gt;one leg to leg fighter SANJISTEPH, they&lt;br /&gt;all fought the enemies hands to claws,&lt;br /&gt;legs to toes. They have slain many sea&lt;br /&gt;dragons yet more sea dragons continued&lt;br /&gt;attacking us. It was when Captain JAY&lt;br /&gt;lose his patience and was about to use&lt;br /&gt;his GEAR THIRD FORM and his powerful&lt;br /&gt;punches, that was said to be faster and&lt;br /&gt;more powerful than the punches of Manny&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao, called “GOMA GOMA NO GATLING&lt;br /&gt;GUN”. Captain JAY jumped and start using&lt;br /&gt;his “GOMA GOMA NO GATLING GUN”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was getting exciting, that&lt;br /&gt;when I consciously turned another page,&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to see the next page was&lt;br /&gt;not there. It was torn apart. I never&lt;br /&gt;read that page. I searched for it but I&lt;br /&gt;couldn’t find it. 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